"Brother, Mr. Hou looks very easy-going, but he has a bad temper. When I went, he was swearing and scolded and cried." Chu Zhixi said while driving the car.

    "If you can''t do the operation, you''ll be angry." Wu Mian said, "it''s stressful and life-threatening. There''s no way to reduce pressure. When you collapse to a certain extent, your mood will break."

    "EMM, I haven''t had such an experience." Chu Zhixi shook his head and said with a smile, "I wanted to offend him after the operation, but he went directly to the itinerant nurse to apologize. I think... Forget it."

    "HMM." Wu Mian knew that Chu Zhixi would rarely meet people even if he was not happy. She just said.

    "It''s faster to turn your face before and after the operation." Chu Zhixi said, "brother, do you say he usually does the same?"

    "You haven''t seen an artist swear. I have a good temper."

    "Don''t be naughty. You have a good temper. For the first time I have an operation with you, you look straight and pretend that if the operation is not done well, you won''t let me graduate."

    "Yes?"

    "Yes! Although I know now that you have always been a poker face, I didn''t know at that time. You know, while I was having surgery, I muttered in my heart, don''t make mistakes, don''t make mistakes. As a result, I made mistakes."

    "Well, when I hit you with hemostatic pliers, it was the third mistake."

    "Yes?"

    "The first one is to draw the knife with a pen and stop shaking your hand. When you finally close the knife, you use less force. The incision is 5cm and 1.32cm before it cuts to the dermis. Finally, you have to mend the knife." Wu miandao.

    "You didn''t say me."

    "You know I''m always gentle and seldom lose my temper," Wu Mian said. "So I''ve been watching you ligate the appendiceal artery and make a slip knot before pumping you with hemostatic pliers."

    "It hurts!"

    "You can''t remember if it doesn''t hurt." Wu Mian said coldly, "ligating the artery and slipping the knot. It was washed away by the pressure of the appendiceal artery about 2 hours after the operation. It was good to observe in time. The second visit to the palace to stop bleeding. If the observation was not in time, the patient was cold in the morning."

    "Hey, hey." Chu Zhixi drove the car and patted his fingers on the steering wheel, as if in accordance with the rhythm of some music. As for what Wu Mian is saying, she doesn''t seem to care very much.

    These mistakes are in the past. As a young talent in neurosurgery and neurointervention in China, it''s just a matter of recalling the past and can''t commit guilt.

    "Pressure is great. Many people are not human when they get on the operating table." Wu Mian closed his eyes and said softly.

    "I remember that one of Mayo''s professors seems to be like this, the one named... Will."

    "Will Johnson, Professor of thoracic surgery, we''ve seen him perform three operations. He''s as tall as his shoulder width and looks like a cube." Wu Mian said, "he''s different from others. When others are nervous, they get out of control. Dr. will starts to roar when he stands in the position of the operator."

    "The nurse nicknamed him hungry hippo."

    Wu Mian shook his head slightly and put his right hand on his temple, as if he had fallen asleep.

    "The last time I had an operation, my brother, you knocked him with hemostatic pliers. The nurses were very happy." Chu Zhixi said with a smile.

    "I don''t want to be a good assistant. I really think I have a good temper?"

    "Brother, Mr. Hou knows to apologize when he steps down. Do you think there are too many people who offend?"

    "It''s estimated." Wu Mian said, "it''s like Cui bin from Panjiayuan cancer hospital. He''s not a person when he comes on stage. He has a face like others owe him money. There are many such people. Don''t think about it."

    "Brother, have you ever lost your temper?"

    "It shouldn''t happen to me to have surgery and bear great pressure. The existing surgery won''t make me feel any pressure."

    "I knew my brother was the best..."

    "Unless you are in the position of assistant, the observer makes some stupid mistakes."

    Before Chu Zhixi finished, Wu Mian said coldly.

    "..." Chu Zhixi glanced at Wu Mian and pouted, "brother, how do I think you''re talking about me?"

    "No." Wu Mian said, "your talent is good. Coupled with caution, you haven''t made any fatal mistakes after you are proficient. You can only operate with your hands and do more."

    "Brother, I don''t see how many operations you have."

    "I''m talking about ordinary people." Wu Mian sighed softly in his heart. Ordinary people, if they were ordinary people, how good it would be.

    Maybe others envy their talent. One stop in front of the operating table is a natural king. But I don''t envy others. They won''t remember those messy things and make themselves miserable.

    Just thinking, a warm little hand patted on the back of Wu Mian''s hand.

    Chu Zhixi didn''t speak. She just calmly comforted Wu Mian with her actions, slightly alleviating a trace of inner depression and irritability.

    The lights outside the window receded rapidly, like the passing time.

    Except Wu Mian, no one will remember all the pictures, every detail and every frame outside the window.

    Chu Zhixi knew Wu Mian''s distress and drove silently. He got off the highway for 10 minutes. Chu Zhixi suddenly remembered something and broke the silence.

    "Brother, sister Da Lu said that we would go to her house sometime and she would cook for us."

    "Oh."

    "What do you mean, go or not?"

    After getting off the expressway, Chu Zhixi was not so nervous. She said with a smile, "brother, don''t you want to go? I told sister Da Lu that I can go by myself after tomorrow''s shift."

    "Go back and practice the operation well. Zhao zhe had better not go to his house." Wu Mian said.

    "Brother, it''s too much!" Chu Zhixi pretended to be unhappy. "He didn''t force you to go. What are you doing?"

    "Didn''t you notice Chen Lu''s performance when we were having dinner?"

    "Performance? What performance? I just think the two landlords of the long shop are very powerful. They think someone is making trouble and they go up with a rolling pin and a kitchen knife."

    Speaking of this, Chu Zhixi gradually smiled.

    "Not only doctors will have some bad habits, but also nurses, especially operating room nurses."

    "Hmm? What do you mean? I don''t understand."

    "Doctors tend to break down under great pressure, or to be more precise, they may break down. Nurses, especially operating room nurses, have penetrated their aseptic concept into their bones. If they meet people with OCD, such as Chen Lu, Zhao Zhe''s life is a little difficult."

    Wu Mian''s voice was a little erratic.

    Chu Zhixi tried to remember, but only remembered that Chen Lu was washing cups, plates, dishes and chopsticks with boiling water when she and Wu Mian arrived. Is that a problem? Although his words to Wu Mian have already formed conditional obedience, Wu Mian seems to have exaggerated this matter.

    "If you don''t believe it, make an appointment and go to dinner tomorrow."

    "Ah!" Chu Zhixi was surprised. Unexpectedly, Wu Mian would agree to go to dinner! She forgot her doubts and happily drove into bajingzi.

    [I''m still the boy...]

    Wu Mian''s cell phone rang. He glanced at it with a serious expression.

    "Brother, who is it?" Chu Zhixi drove the car seriously, just like an operation. Night road, she dare not answer the phone.

    "Shade, the Taoist I told you about."

    "Wow, it''s the Taoist priest of laogua mountain!" Chu Zhixi was a little excited. "I''ve been thinking about going to laogua mountain and searched the pictures on the Internet. It''s a beautiful place!"

    Wu Mian didn''t speak, just looked at his cell phone.

    After the phone rang for 12 seconds, Wu Mian took off his black sheepskin gloves and connected the call.

    "Little martial uncle, why don''t you tell me when you come back." an excited voice came from the other side of the phone.

    "Say how many times, I''m not your little martial uncle."

    "OK, OK, you''re right," said the man across the phone. "Little martial uncle, you''re wrong this time. It''s not easy to come back and don''t tell me. I wouldn''t know you''d come back if Weber hadn''t called to ask me something."

    "Nothing. I''m going to visit you at the weekend."

    "My father always nagged you when he died, as if you were his own son." the person on the other side of the phone said, "little martial uncle, my father left you a lot of things that are useful to you."

    "What?"

    "I can''t understand some books. My father said you understand, but I ignored it."

    Suddenly, Chu Zhixi obviously felt Wu Mian''s expression dignified around him, and his eyes slightly opened behind sunglasses.

    "OK, I''ll be there at the weekend."

    Wu Mian finished and hung up directly.

    "Brother, what''s the matter?" Chu Zhixi thought something was wrong and asked carefully.

    "Taoist Lin, that''s the old forest head I usually tell you about..."

    "Uh huh." Chu Zhixi was a little nervous.

    Although Wu Mian almost didn''t move, they were connected, and she could feel the waves at the bottom of Wu Mian''s heart.

    Only by saying something, it seems that it can relieve the tension and anxiety at the bottom of my heart.

    "He has the same disease as me." Wu Mian said slowly.