I asked Dr. Yu why he was still treating me when Ai ShuQiao had already given up on me. Dr. Yu thought my question was stupid.
"Hmph, I can't let a patient that has passed through my hands die because of my mistake. I don't care if he's a saint or a criminal, as long as there's a glimmer of hope, I will never give up!"
As I was about to express my gratitude for Dr. Yu's medical ethics, he continued, "When I was rescuing a landmine victim in Angola, his entire family was killed in a landmine explosion. That's why he tried to remove the oxygen tube several times. He wanted to refuse treatment and commit suicide. Even so, I tied him up and eventually cured him."
"In the end, after he was cured, he insulted me in front of my face. He said that I was a demon who wouldn't let him follow his family to heaven. So, I gave him a gun and told him that if he wanted to commit suicide, he should find a place where I couldn't see him. Then, it would have nothing to do with my medical skills …"
So patients are just tools to prove your medical skills! I thought you were a caring person! In the end, he was just like a watchmaker who repaired watches. If a watch was broken by him, he would be ridiculed by his peers! Is it because you don't want to be ridiculed by your peers and satisfy your own self-esteem that you don't let patients die?
But later, I heard from Peng TouSi that Dr. Yu had given a pistol to a patient who had recovered from his surgery in Angola. It was true, but the pistol was loaded with paint bullets and not real bullets. That way, even if the patient wanted to commit suicide, he could only get his face covered in paint. After that, he would become angry and calm down to think about the meaning of his life.
Of course, if he still insisted on committing suicide, then it would be useless to say anything.
Ai Mi, who happened to find out about this, sat on the operating table in the infirmary with her legs crossed. She said to her personal doctor, Dr. Yu, "I really can't tell that you still have the heart of a Bodhisattva like the people in China always say."
Dr. Yu, who wasn't a lolicon, dealt with the crack on Ai Mi's little toe without any interest and said with a frown:
"No sh * t! If I didn't give him the imitation gun and paint bullets, what if he fired at me? I'm a doctor, not a Buddha, I don't have the consciousness of sacrificing myself to feed a tiger! "
Apparently, the patient saved by Dr. Yu did not use the imitation gun to commit suicide. After thinking about it, he finally realized: "It's all the government's fault! My family was killed by landmines, and I couldn't follow them to heaven. It's all the government's fault! "
Therefore, he turned around and joined the anti-government guerrillas. The imitation gun in his hand was also replaced by a real gun. He had been fighting bravely on the front lines, and his military rank was almost promoted to Major.
Since Dr. Yu did not care about good or evil, he did not care about the cost, and he did not consider the patient's wishes. Therefore, he might be more concerned about my illness than I was about myself.
"Not only me, my Senior Martial Brother also swore to cure you. If you don't die, he will die … No, if you die, he will die too! I don't believe that two of Stanford's Three Swordsmen can't deal with a brat like you … "
I was suddenly curious: "Dr. Yu, you keep talking about the Three Swordsmen of Stanford University. You count as one, and your Senior Martial Brother, the Poison King, counts as another. Who's the last one?"
"Him?" Dr. Yu's face turned bitter as if he had encountered a super difficult illness. "He's sick in the head, the kind of illness that I can't cure. He was warned several times in school for organizing illegal societies, and his illness worsened after graduation. He's a complete disgrace among the Three Swordsmen. If it wasn't for the fact that it's not nice to call him 'Two Swordsmen', I wouldn't want to be on the same level as him."
As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, but he did not light it. He did not smoke in front of the patient, and it seemed that the female school doctor, Chen YingRan, also had this habit.
Since Dr. Yu was busy with research during the weekend, he did not have time to go to Chen YingRan's house to propose. He was really casual. I wonder if Chen YingRan's father, who was the old principal's son, had time to wait.
To ensure that I could be discharged and go home to recuperate, Dr. Yu conducted a few heart resistance tests.
The first was to suddenly make loud noises behind me to see if I would have a heart attack.
This kind of thing was a piece of cake compared to my many days of cultivation. I could now suppress my heartbeat to a relatively low level when watching horror movies, so I could basically remain calm.
The second was to make me do ten consecutive squats and run at full speed on the treadmill for two minutes.
I also completed the test well and did not have a heart attack. I even felt that if I was not on the treadmill, I could increase my speed a little more, as long as it was not more than three minutes.
The third was when Dr. Yu suddenly thrust a mature women's erotic magazine in front of me when I was unprepared. When I flipped open the color page, there was a provocative model with busty breasts.
"How is it? This is the last test! " Dr. Yu was very serious and shouted as if he was facing a formidable enemy. "I'm going to have a heart attack when I see this kind of stimulating scene. Can you handle it? If you can't handle it, tell me quickly. It's not embarrassing, I'll save you! "
Dr. Yu, damn you! You're the one who's embarrassing! Can I say that the magazine you took out doesn't meet my standards at all!
Since I passed several tests, especially when I faced the mature women's magazine without a heart attack, Dr. Yu agreed to my request to be discharged.
Ai Mi couldn't bear to part with me, so she held a farewell dinner for me. She seemed very listless during the dinner, and it wasn't until I repeatedly promised that I would visit her whenever I had time that she felt better.
Compared to his sister, Peng TouSi showed his reluctance to part with her. He regretted that he had wasted too much time in Film City and that he hadn't spent more time with me. He almost hugged my shoulder and cried.
"Don't be disappointed." Dr. Yu said to them at the dining table, "Ye Lin will come at least twice a week for a checkup, so there will still be opportunities to meet in the future … Huh? It looks like this cow has an enlarged gallbladder … "
Don't give medical advice to the steak on your plate, okay? It's already cooked, you can't save it no matter how good your medical skills are!
All good things must come to an end. Even if Ai Mi and Peng TouSi were reluctant to leave, I still moved back home after the dinner.
I was used to the spaciousness of room 103, but now that I'm back, I feel like it's a bit cramped with three bedrooms and one living room … But living with my dad, the feeling of having a family member by my side can't be replaced by spacious space.
It's not that Ai Mi isn't family, but she's been busy filming recently. She's often so tired that she lies on the bed and doesn't move. She doesn't communicate much with me either.
Auntie Ren, who is acting as the martial arts director, can't stop working, but Ai Mi can't. Other than martial arts scenes, she still has a lot of non-martial arts scenes to perform. Those non-martial arts scenes that require a lot of words and require heavy costumes are not much easier than martial arts scenes.
"He said in order to pursue a realistic effect, we need to use real metal shoulder pads …" Ai Mi lay face down on the bed and complained in a muffled voice, "It's basically the director taking revenge on me because I scolded him a few days ago, and my mom won't stand up for me …"
Ai Mi used her fatigue and unwillingness to move as an excuse to ask me to accompany her in room 101 several times. She even made an excessive request to hug her to sleep, which almost gave me a heart attack.
That's why it's better to stay by my dad's side.
"Xiao Lin, you've been cured?" My dad was very happy that I was able to return home, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at my pants when he asked me.
After listening to Dr. Yu's words, did he still think my illness was impotence? You don't have to worry about that!
I said a few perfunctory words to let my dad know there's nothing wrong with my body, and he finally stopped bringing it up.
"Oh right, Xiao Lin, you said two days ago that you wanted to invest in the store, that Su Dongpo …"
"It's Shu Dongbo, dad. I usually call him 'Uncle Fireball'."
"Huh? I remember this Uncle Fireball ID, didn't he buy a lot of things from our store before? And it's always the same style of sexy lingerie, he buys three or four pieces at a time … "
Actually, he only bought one piece! Buying three or four pieces was a secret code between the two parties. The meaning was to let the 'model' wear the lingerie, make it into original lingerie, and sell it at three or four times the original price!
"Um … dad, we're doing business, why do we care what other people buy underwear for? Uncle Fireball must be a customer, he thinks our store has a good reputation, so he wants to invest in the business! "
How ironic! Uncle Fireball was tricked by trap lingerie, so he wants to make the "Happy Valley Perverted Products Store" bigger and stronger. He wants to spread trap lingerie all over the world and take revenge on society!
"Anyways, the customer service account 'Southland Red Beans' is also in Uncle Fireball's hands. He only needs to contact the customer and order and deliver the goods. Dad, you just need to collect the money."
"Xiao Lin, didn't you lend the customer service account 'Southland Red Beans' to a classmate who wants to learn how to manage an online store? How did it end up in Uncle Fireball's hands? "
"Because Uncle Fireball is that classmate's uncle! What's there to be reluctant about with a customer service account? Don't we still have 'Donkey Kong', 'Mario', and 'Lilac'? "
My dad scratched his head, "That's true, but I feel like you guys are selling something strange behind my back …"
"What's strange about it?" I wasn't sure, but I insisted, "Uncle Fireball, Shu Dongbo …"
"Wait!" My dad suddenly remembered something, "Uncle Fireball's surname is' Shu ', and he's the uncle of one of your classmates. Isn't your class leader the only one with the surname' Shu '?"
"Could … could it be that the classmate who wanted to learn how to manage an online store was your class leader!? You're letting a girl help us manage an adult goods store!? "
"Look at your class leader's serious face. She even criticized me during a home visit because I let you participate in managing the store … How did she end up participating in our online store!?"
My dad's voice gradually trembled as his speculations deepened.
"Xiao Lin, you're not coercing her, are you? You said the photos of the models on our store's homepage were free photos you found online and you hired a software expert to photoshop them … "
"I suddenly realized that model looks a bit like your class leader! What methods did you use to coerce your class leader while I was away at the hotel writing textbooks? What good things did she do for you! "
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