Schoolboy becomes boyfriend

Xu Yueru was still talking about old times with Jiang Zhixu, and Fu Zheng kept talking about e-sports games with Song Enyu.In his eyes, Song Enyu understood himself better than his cousin and mother, but Song Enyu lowered his head and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I don't understand all of this."

"Don't understand? If you don't understand, I'll teach you. I'm amazing." Fu Zheng started bragging about his rank and operation again.

Jiang Zhixu stopped him with a smile: "You learn to be bad, don't make your tour guide brother also learn from you!" After finishing speaking, he saw the glitter on Song Enyu's long eyelashes from the corner of his eye.

After eating, Song Enyu was about to stand up to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Xu Yueru and Jiang Zhixu at the same time.Xu Yueru smiled and patted Jiang Zhixu: "Go and accompany Xiao Song, I'll be fine, I'll just bring some to Shao Heng after I clean up."

Fu Zheng thought about the computer at home: "Then I'm leaving now. I have an appointment with my classmates."

Xu Yueru's complexion changed: "You just know how to play games, and you've only been back for a few days and made friends with a group of netizens?"

Jiang Zhixu began to pack up: "Hurry up and take Zheng'er back, my uncle is going to starve too."

Xu Yueru couldn't refuse, so she took off her apron.After sending the two away, Song Enyu went back to the bedroom alone and closed the door.If there was a time when he missed her the most after his mother left, it should be now.My mother is about the same age as Xu Yueru, if she was still there, would she also like herself like her.

When Jiang Zhixu wanted to open the door and go in, he found that the door was locked, and he didn't call it open again.Knowing what Song Enyu was feeling, he left him enough space to vent.

When Song Enyu woke up in the afternoon and went to school to do experiments, Jiang Zhixu also went to the company.The note reads: There is mung bean soup on the coffee table in the living room. My aunt heard that Fu Zheng said you were on fire, so I made it for you when I got home. Remember to bring it to school.

Song Enyu's heart was moved beyond these details. For the first time, he felt like a complete family.

After another two months, Song Enyu's experiments and papers were finally coming to an end after staying up for several nights.Qiao Bowen was doing the final test for him, and when he saw the old man smiling, Song Enyu said "yes" excitedly.

Qiao Bowen is not a master's tutor, and he doesn't have any honorary titles. He is an ordinary lecturer in Shanghai Medical University, which means that the fate between teachers and students will end at this moment.

Song Enyu walked over and hugged his mentor earnestly. Qiao Bowen said with a smile: "You and I are destined for a lifetime. When you go to practice, even if you become a doctor in the future, you can always ask for advice if you have any questions. I will close the door when other people come. No. After going to practice, remember to listen more, ask more questions, read more and think more, medicine can only be fruitful if you study hard..."

Although Qiao Bowen didn't express his reluctance, every word of his advice was reluctance.When people are old, they are most afraid of loneliness, and the two of them can be regarded as friends who forget the years. He has been used to the existence of this student for more than half a year.

Song Enyu has such a "magic power". Everyone who gets along with him seriously will miss the time with him after parting.

Before leaving, he specially gave Song Enyu a letter of recommendation: "Chen Qishou, director of the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine of the Second Provincial Hospital, is my best friend. You can go to his department first when you go, but it will be very busy and tiring. The superior department of the Second Hospital is the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine. If you are willing to go, just give this letter to him, and you don’t need to give it to him if you go to other departments. I have mentioned you to him many times, and he is very willing to accept you. "

Song Enyu took the letter and said with a smile, "Teacher, I'm afraid I'll embarrass you."

Qiao Bowen said solemnly: "Being a doctor, you can't afford to lose people, you can lose your life, your own life. Qi Shou is much stricter than me. You are destined to suffer under his hands. Think about it, this way If you don’t have the will to survive in PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds, it’s better to give up as soon as possible.”

Song Enyu immediately assured: "If Director Chen is willing to take me in, I will be in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine. I will remember what the teacher said."

Studying medicine, practicing medicine, is also seeking medical treatment.If he chose to study medicine at the beginning just to follow Jiang Zhixu, then when he left Shanghai Medical University, he was already doing it for himself, or to put it bluntly, for everyone in his medical records in the future.

Taking advantage of this gap, Song Enyu invited Weng Yaxin and Qi Wuyang to dinner to celebrate the end of his Shenshuo.

Weng Yaxin also started studying for a master's degree in law. When she came, she had no makeup, no delicate makeup, and no careful selection of clothes.Song Enyu asked in surprise: "What's the matter?"

Weng Yaxin leaned on the seat and said wearily: "When you called me, I was still in the library. I can see Chinese characters floating on your face now."

Weng Yaxin talked endlessly with Song Enyu, and the second bitter master joined.Qi Wuyang was more heartbroken than Weng Ya. As soon as he saw Song Enyu, he began to shout: "Talk to Mr. Qiao, can you not go to practice, and take me in too. The hospital is really not a place for people. God! I Why did you study medicine back then?"

Song Enyu hadn't taken up his post yet, so he didn't know much about what he had told him.But he will soon understand.

Because the two "guests" were too tired, they left without enjoying the meal.When he got home, Song Enyu saw Jiang Zhixu sitting on the sofa watching TV waiting for him.

Seeing his back, Song Enyu was actually moved by these little things that should have been taken for granted.

Not counting being together, another dull autumn passed, and Song Enyu moved from a medical student to a doctor.

In November, there were already signs of winter in Shanghai. Every time Jiang Zhixu saw Song Enyu go to work with little clothes, he would reprimand him and insisted on waiting for him to change into a thick coat before letting him go. When he arrived at the entrance, he I have to tie a scarf for him: "You are cold, don't you know it? You always wear so little."

Song Enyu belongs to the physique of not getting fat no matter what he eats, no matter what Jiang Zhixu cooks for him, he won't get fat.Especially in winter, it may have something to do with the increasingly bleak environment, Jiang Zhixu didn't even dare to hug him too hard, not to mention that sometimes Song Enyu would secretly court him in front of him, and he didn't even dare to touch him .Maybe it was the first time for the two of them, Song Enyu's strong reaction left a shadow on him.

Song Enyu replied: "Oh, I got it! I'm not that skinny, you just think I'm skinny." This is true. He is 1.8 meters tall and weighs 63 kilograms, which is really not ridiculously thin. .

Every day, Jiang Zhixu sent Song Enyu to work, and then made a detour to Kai'an by himself.

It's just that after Song Enyu went in today, he didn't go to the company. He parked in the underground parking lot and went to the hospital.When winter comes, Xu Yueru's hereditary arrhythmia will occur.After so many years of maintenance with drugs, it is not a serious problem to survive the winter.Jiang Zhixu came today to make an appointment with the vice president of the Second Provincial Hospital to discuss the procurement of new medical equipment, and to pick up medicine for Xu Yueru and also to ask about the situation.

Song Enyu went to the hospital early in the morning and began to follow the doctor to make rounds with today's case.After all the wards are gone, take the case in the corridor and start watching and marking.

It was almost noon after Jiang Zhixu finished talking about the matter, so he went to the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine.

As soon as they reached the ninth floor, they saw Song Enyu standing quietly in Chen Qishou's office.Jiang Zhixu had never seen him in a white coat, so it made him look even more iconic.Most of the patients in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine are also elderly. Except for a few nurses who stare at Song Enyu, few people pay attention to him.

Song Enyu was talking to Chen Qishou about the operation arrangements for the afternoon, and asked him for some advice.As soon as he went out, he saw Jiang Zhixu's iconic black trench coat.

He thought he was looking for him, opened his mouth and mouthed, "What are you doing here? Follow me."

Jiang Zhixu was dragged by him to the locker room, Song Enyu turned around and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Zhixu had already locked the door when he came in. At this moment, he hugged him tightly and replied with a smile: "Come and see you, my Doctor Song."

Song Enyu struggled in his arms: "This is the locker room, get off work soon, someone will come."

Jiang Zhixu directly pressed the person against the door, and lightly pecked at the earlobe: "There is no one else, it is already locked." Before Song Enyu could speak, Jiang Zhixu had already hugged the person tightly and kissed him.This time it's not just a taste of it.

Jiang Zhixu always takes the initiative in every kiss, tenderness is like spring rain, but if it is ruthless, it will be a squall in a summer afternoon.But now it's more of a winter blizzard, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, Song Enyu's eyes are hazy and only the whiteness of the world is left.Separated by a thin sweater, he reached in and rubbed Song Enyu's slender waist.

Song Enyu hummed and refused, he really couldn't stand such teasing: "Quickly let go, this is a hospital."

Jiang Zhixu grinded to the side of his neck and bit him before he let go, and the last words he said when he unlocked the door were: "Go home tonight and show me what to wear."

Song Enyu tidied up his clothes and the emotion that was already covering his face, and cursed: "Pervert!"

Jiang Zhixu looked at his back in a hurry to leave, and kept smiling.In fact, he also has a dream of white clothes, and he likes medicine very much.It's just that in order to fight against Jiang Wenzou, he gave up medicine and went into business.He couldn't tell Song Enyu about such unspeakable things, but when he saw him standing in front of him in clean and tidy white clothes, it seemed that another soul of his had been reborn in Song Enyu's body.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the meaning of Song Enyu's willingness to give up his beloved literature and history to become a doctor. It turned out that it was such a hidden love, and he didn't understand it until this moment.

When he got home at night, Song Enyu didn't bring his white coat, he didn't want to do that kind of thing with Jiang Zhixu in his work clothes.Fortunately, Jiang Zhixu didn't mention it again, the two just slept in each other's arms like any other night.

Lying on the bed and calming down, Song Enyu remembered and asked, "What's the matter with you going to the hospital today?"

Jiang Zhixu told Song Enyu two things about his going to the hospital.After all, Song Enyu entered the hospital with only half a foot. He captured important information and asked, "Heart attack? Aunt Xu has a heart attack?"

Jiang Zhixu thought about it for a while and still didn't intend to hide it from him: "Yes, it's a congenital heart disease. My maternal grandfather was like this, and passed it on to my mother and aunt."

Song Enyu's heart sank into the abyss, and he raised his head suddenly: "Your mother also has it? Yes, what kind of hereditary heart disease? There are so many types, some have extremely low heritability, and some..."

Jiang Zhixu kissed his forehead to comfort him, but with his lips parted and closed, he said a few words that made Song Enyu's whole body icy instantly: "It's Fan's Syndrome."

Song Enyu was trembling all over, Jiang Zhixu knew that he was frightened, and kept running along his back for him: "Don't worry, I'm not well? If this kind of genetic disease doesn't show up when you are young, the probability of getting it later is very low. I can only say that I hope Jiang Wenzou's genes will be stronger."

Song Enyu's mind is now full of Qiao Bowen and Tian Anping's affairs.The nephrologist's lover has uremia... If so, can Qiao Bowen donate a kidney for him, and can he donate a heart for Jiang Zhixu?

Song Enyu thought with a wry smile, turned over and lay on Jiang Zhixu's chest, to listen to his strong heartbeat, once, twice...

If there is that day, he is really willing to donate a heart for him.Song Enyu thought desperately.

Jiang Zhixu put his arms around his shoulders and said softly: "Scared you? Actually, it's nothing. I was very calm when I found out. If I really had this disease, Jiang Wenzou probably wouldn't be able to keep me alive." Grow up. Don't worry, Xiaoyu, don't scare yourself into a patient before you become a doctor. I don't have any medical skills, not as good as you."

Jiang Zhixu's nightgown suddenly felt a little wet, and he quickly helped him up, but the other person struggled irritably to turn around and lie down, and rolled to the other side of the bed, so that Jiang Zhixu would not see him crying.

Jiang Zhixu just didn't want to hide that Song Enyu had the right to know everything about him.He rubbed back and hugged him tightly from behind: "I'm really fine. From now on, I promise you to go to the hospital for a physical examination every month, okay? Just go to the hospital where you are."

If there were no stories about Qiao Bowen and Tian Anping, Song Enyu might not be so afraid.He was educated by his mentor, and he just came into contact with the profession of doctors.He will empathize and fear.This is not something Jiang Zhixu can understand.

Jiang Zhixu was relieved: "If you don't believe me, you should trust Dr. Chen. When I asked him about his aunt's condition today, he said it was nothing serious, just take the medicine regularly. My aunt was diagnosed with Fan's syndrome. , I am 54 years old this year, and I am still so healthy. So even from a certain point of view, I can still be with you for 30 years."

Song Enyu turned over and said to Jiang Zhixu seriously: "What I want is not how many years you have been with me, Jiang Zhixu, what I want is that you are healthy and healthy, and live in peace and security all the time."

"Okay. Live forever." Then he changed the subject, "Today I specifically asked Dr. Chen about your performance. Is he usually strict with you?"

Song Enyu nodded: "Compared to Qiao Lao, it is indeed much stricter. But it's nothing, I'm a newcomer, and I can improve every time from his criticism."

Seeing that he finally calmed down, Jiang Zhixu smiled and said, "But when he told me, he kept praising you! The closed-door disciple who said that Bai Wenlin is coming is really talented and willing to work hard. .He will become a great weapon in the future. He likes you very much."

Song Enyu's eyes widened: "Is it true? You didn't make it up to coax me, did you?"

Jiang Zhixu rolled his eyes at him: "Is it because of this that I still need to swear to the sky?"

"Hehe, no need! I believe you. I am really lucky to be able to practice with Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen is five years older than Mr. Qiao. I hope I can learn something before he leaves the hospital." Song Enyu thought There is hope again.

Jiang Zhixu nodded: "Yes, I will."

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I am not a medical professional, and the relevant plots are purely fictitious!