"Doctor Ling, Doctor Zuo, you're down." Dong Sheng was resting at the beacon tower. When he saw Zuo Cidian and Ling Ran return, he quickly stood up.
"Little monk, why don't you go up with us? You always climb mountains when you live in the temple, right? You should be able to climb such a short distance, right? "Zuo Cidian had just become half a Chris, and he felt that he was very cute. Even his speech was fast.
"Doctor Zuo, you can just call me Dong Sheng." Dong Sheng smiled and explained, "Because I climb mountains often, I know that the place you go looks close, but it's far. I'm not a doctor, so I'll wait for you here."
Zuo Cidian was stunned when he heard that, and he subconsciously touched his legs. Yes, it was a natural tremble when he was tired. It was the feeling of exhaustion …
"You, you actually didn't say anything." Zuo Cidian's excitement when he climbed the Great Wall, and the pride he felt when he walked down gradually disappeared. Soreness attacked him, and he felt that he could not even stand properly. He could not help but place his hand on a wall tile that was engraved with the word "love" and cried, "My old legs! My old waist! My Perky Cap … "
"You're really old." Not far behind him, the injured girl was supported by her companion as she walked down. She looked at Zuo Cidian and cried out in surprise.
"What do you mean by really old?" Zuo Cidian was stunned. Then, a smile appeared on his face. "You think that I actually look quite young, right?"
The girl's companion shook her head. "We just think that Doctor Ling is so young. It's impossible for him to teach medical skills to an old man, and he even let you call him 'teacher'. If you're really old, it'll be so annoying …"
Zuo Cidian's smile gradually stiffened, as if it was smeared with paste that had been stuck for thousands of years and buried deep in the Great Wall.
"Don't say that." The injured girl held her companion's hand and shook it a few times. She said to Zuo Cidian, "Doctor Zuo, thank you for just now. We were just talking nonsense. Don't take it to heart. Actually, you don't look that old. At most … at most … at most … is forty-five years old."
The "at most" she mentioned was obviously reduced repeatedly. She went against her conscience and ignored the truth. She gave him the "at most" after giving him the "at most".
When Zuo Cidian realized this, his expression became more solemn. "I'm forty-three years old this year."
The two girls were stunned.
The injured girl said in a daze, "Daniel Wu is 44 years old."
Zuo Cidian stared at the man for a few seconds and laughed. "Thank you for comparing me to Wu Yanzu."
"You're welcome." The injured girl was still in a daze, so she nodded blankly.
Zuo Cidian turned around, wiped his eyes, and said to Dong Sheng, "Young monk, let's go down."
"Okay, Doctor Zuo, you can just call me Dong Sheng."
"Got it. Why are you so long-winded? Forget it, I'll walk on my own …" Zuo Cidian took the lead and walked faster.
Five minutes later.
The young novice monk, Dong Sheng, who was moving forward at a constant speed, curiously asked Zuo Cidian, who had his hand on the battlement, "Doctor Zuo, why aren't you moving?"
"I … admire the scenery …" While Zuo Cidian spoke, he trembled slightly, as if he was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of him.
"Oh," Dong Sheng said obediently. "Then be careful. There's a lot of shit in the enemy's platform."
Zuo Cidian was stunned. It was no wonder that there were so many people behind him. All of them covered their noses and left. Only those who covered their stomachs stayed behind and crawled into the lower level of the enemy's platform at the back …
…..
Zuo Cidian was still a little reluctant to leave after he sent the injured girl to the medical affairs office of the scenic spot. This was such a big scenic spot. He could not just injure one arm, right?
Of course, Zuo Cidian could not climb the Great Wall of China now. He was not a tourist who could go on a vacation after eating and drinking. He was forty-three years old, bald, worked twenty-five hours a day, was so tired that he doubted his life, could not go home because there would be new patients in the emergency room, no one would wait for him when he went home, no hot food, no one would care even if he did not go home, no skills to speak of, wanted to learn skills but had limited talent, and was a new resident doctor who had been waiting for twenty years.
Zuo Cidian could not even guarantee that he would still have a chance to practice when he returned to the hospital. So, he wanted to wait for a few more patients to come over while Ling Ran was in a good mood.
Zuo Cidian squatted at the entrance of the medical affairs office of the scenic spot. He waited and waited …
Finally, finally … When the sky gradually turned dark, a man carried a woman on his back and staggered toward Zuo Cidian.
Zuo Cidian immediately stood up. The woman on the man's back was leaning to the left, which meant that her right leg or right arm might be in pain. The man's hand was holding the woman's knee, which meant that the woman's leg was probably fine. The woman's left arm was wrapped around the man's neck, which proved his previous judgment. The woman's body was still trembling a little, and it was probably because of the pain caused by the bumps …
Zuo Cidian could not see the woman's right arm from where he stood, which meant that his right arm might be injured.
Zuo Cidian decided to go up and welcome him. He first quickly returned to the infirmary and asked for a wheelchair. Then, he unfolded the wheelchair and pushed it forward quickly.
If Zuo Cidian had any advantages, it would be that he could use all the equipment in the infirmary and borrow all kinds of things, including the wheelchair, after staying in the infirmary for half a day.
Zuo Cidian smiled and approached the man who was carrying the woman on his back.
The man was tall and strong. It was not obvious from afar, but when he looked closely, his thighs were thicker than an ordinary person's waist. Although Zuo Cidian could beat the circumference of the man's thighs with the expansion of his stomach, he still could not help but be shocked.
If such a strong man were to cause a medical dispute, ordinary arms and legs would not be able to handle it.
When he took a closer look, Zuo Cidian felt a little sorry for the other party. One of the strong brothers had started to wobble. He did not know where the woman on his back was injured. If he had to carry her all the way down from the beacon tower, he would really be exhausted.
Zuo Cidian thought as he pushed the wheelchair forward. At this time, he heard a faint strange sound along with the sound of the wind.
"Giddy-up, gidy-up, gidy-up …"
When Zuo Cidian distinguished the sound, his gaze was also focused on the woman's back.
The woman on the man's back was not a one-armed woman. She was clearly riding a horse with her back straight.
She was seen holding the man's neck with her left hand, and her center of gravity was placed on the left side. Her right hand danced, and she patted the man's waist from the back to the front. Her body bounced up and down, and she kept dubbing herself, "Giddy-up … gidy-up …"
The man raised his neck from time to time, and he looked like he was imitating a half-dead horse. He did not imitate the "horse" part very well, but he imitated it very well when he was half-dead.
As the two of them got closer, the sounds of "Giddy-up … gidy-up …" became clearer.
The man whose legs were as thick as a man's waist looked at Zuo Cidian.
"You! Look! What?! "
His eyes were filled with shame and anger, and his anger was filled with the desire to kill the man to silence him …
The woman also raised her arm, as if she was going to swing it down at any moment and shout "gidy-up" …
Zuo Cidian lowered his head and looked at his trembling legs. He then looked at the wheelchair in front of him. Slowly, slowly, he turned the wheelchair around and sat on it.
Immediately after, Zuo Cidian used his hands to roll the wheelchair and pushed himself away from the scene.
The old wheelchair in the infirmary creaked because someone was sitting on it. It sounded like an old bicycle that had been in storage for twenty years, and it was running away from a motorcycle.
* Creak. *
* Creak. *
The wheelchair made a circle on a small piece of flat ground, and it looked like it was in a cheerful mood.
Only when the sound of "gidy-up" was heard along with the wind did the wheelchair seem to have regained its age, and it shuddered.
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