【Taizhong】Madman

Since the development of human society, all kinds of facilities have been built and put into use. Probably only the hospital can see people waiting in line no matter when you go. The difference between different time periods is only the difference in the length of the queue.For example, playgrounds have closing time, and major colleges and universities have winter and summer vacations, but doctors have to stay at their posts 24 hours a day in shifts. Individuals can schedule and rest, but the posts cannot be unoccupied.

Because human beings are really fragile.Looking down from a larger perspective, human beings are just a kind of carbon-based life in the vast nature. Whether it is self-death or fate, there are as many ways to make a person shut up forever as there are stars in the sky.And all kinds of unexpected arrivals will not follow the standard working time system of [-] to [-], and there are no so-called legal holidays, so it leads to the shift system of perpetual motion machines for doctors. Beware of whether a phone call will come and tear yourself apart from the bed.

When Nakahara Chuya returned to the First Municipal Hospital at noon and saw the crowd at the entrance hall, which was only a lot bigger than before he left, the above thoughts flashed through his mind.After three seconds of silence, he carried the signature fried rice with crab meat brought back by Osamu Dazai, sighed and resigned himself to squeeze through the long queue for registration, followed by a group of aunts carrying lunch boxes and squeezed into the elevator with a pleasant smell. Mr. Killer, who got up early and was doing push-ups, pressed his wound that was really hurting again. He pursed his mouth and felt a little dizzy. He suspected that the wound was gossiped by the group. Then the aunts who were so excited that they could even use their hands were squeezed away.

Complaining in his heart about the high number of floors in the Department of Cardiac Surgery, Zhongyuan Zhong also slowed down, raised his legs and walked to the department he often visited during this time, and found that he didn't know whether it was because they had surgery or it was agreed in the morning The consultation was not over yet. In short, there were no patients or doctors in the Cardiac Surgery Department at this time. There was only a young intern girl in a white coat, sitting on a seat blowing warm air, and checking Twitter with her mobile phone in her hand.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, the little girl looked up subconsciously, and then smiled narrowly: "Ah, the injured person who slipped out is back?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also touched the tip of his nose, thinking that that guy Dazai really knew about it, walked to his boyfriend's seat and sat down, and put the delicate food box on the table: "Where's that guy?"

"I haven't returned from the consultation yet." Naomi Tanizaki put down her phone, leaned her elbows on the table, and looked at him with a smile, "Did you bring lunch for Dr. Dazai?"

"Hmm." Nakahara Chuya generously opened the outer bag to show the curious little girl, and took out a beautiful blue paper box that was a little smaller, "Strawberry Daifuku, do you want to eat it? I bought it on the way back."

Tanizaki Naomi saw the conspicuous logo on the carton and blinked. "Wow, their Strawberry Daifuku is very famous. Mr. Zhongyuan is so considerate~ My boyfriend is perfect!" She cupped her face in praise, but after the admiration, she sat back obediently and said with her chin in hand, "But I'll let it go, you guys These people who eat desserts without any scruples and don’t gain weight will not understand the pain of our girls... And this is bought for Dr. Dazai, right? He was unhappy at first, and I’m afraid I’d be even more unhappy if I ate one in advance .”

"I didn't buy it specially for him. The main reason is that I suddenly wanted to eat it when I saw it when I passed by. If you want to eat it, you can take it away. It's just a small snack. It's no big deal." Zhong Yuanzhong also put the box aside, indicating If the little girl wants to eat, she can feel free to do so, and at the same time, she also smiles slightly. The curve of the corner of her mouth is just on the boundary line that makes people feel good and won't misunderstand the ladies. That "dominant little hooligan" state is like heaven and earth, like two different people.

He slightly raised one eyebrow, and then asked, "Why, is he angry?"

When a man is good-looking and well-spoken, it is obviously a very pleasant thing to chat with him.Naomi Tanizaki, a young intern who hasn't graduated from graduate school, hasn't honed the calm attitude of Yosano-senpai who would stand still no matter what evildoers confront him, so when meeting for the first time, Dazai is very picky and called a straight man. Nakahara Chuya, who was cut off by Mr. Zhi, and Tanizaki Naomi briefly abandoned his brother who was also in this department, and chatted with him enthusiastically.

Tanizaki Naomi: "When did you go out?"

Nakahara Chuya: "At 10:30..."

Naomi Tanizaki: "Oh, that means you just left—maybe only 15 minutes and half an hour, Mr. Dazai will know."

Nakahara Chuya: "?? I thought he would find out, but... isn't that too fast? Are those nurse sisters fed by him with ecstasy soup and stare at me every day?"

Tanizaki Naomi chuckled, and shook her finger at him slightly: "It's not Dr. Dazai who poured them the ecstasy soup."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

The young intern blinked at him: "It's you."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Tanizaki Naomi held her chin and then smiled and shared with him the little secret among the nurses: "You may not know that since you often appear here, the girls here are no longer talking about Dr. Dazai—otherwise, why would you think The nurses found out after you left in the morning? They are all lining up to talk to you during the ward rounds."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Tanizaki Naomi: "Then Dr. Dazai knew it. Wow, there were many patients at that time. The nurse only whispered to him after seeing a patient. You didn't see Dr. Dazai's face at that time... Tsk tsk."

Mr. Killer moved the corner of his mouth uncomfortably: "How?"

The pretty little girl said honestly, "Scary."

The two signed the same code, and looked at each other after speaking.Zhongyuan Zhongye suddenly stood up and coughed lightly: "I think it may not be the right time for me to come back now..."

As he said that, he took a step towards the door. Unexpectedly, the door of the department just opened. Dazai Osamu pushed the door and walked in as if he had a headache from the quarrel-like consultation scene that had finally ended. Holding a ballpoint pen in his right hand, he stretched out The index finger and middle finger rubbed his temples gently together, then when he raised his head, his eyes met the eyes of Mr. Killer who was tightly blocked in the department in the air.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

A few seconds later, the expressionless Doctor Dazai looked away, and smiled at Naomi Tanizaki who was silent for a moment as if he didn't see a big living person in front of him: "Your brother asked you to go to the sushi restaurant across the street for lunch. There are too many people, he is too lazy to run up again."

"Oh, ... good!" Tanizaki Naomi hurriedly stood up and walked out. When she went to the door and turned around, she took the opportunity to lightly clenched her fist at Nakahara Nakaya who was facing her, and then she didn't dare to stay for a moment and closed the door Left and went downstairs for lunch.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chu also looked at each other silently - no, the handsome young doctor walked around him and sat down on his seat, threw the pen back into the pen container, and then saw two food boxes on the table: " Go out and buy me lunch?"

He didn't question, didn't get angry, and even seemed very reasonable... But Zhong Yuanzhong somehow sensed a gloomy meaning from the calm tone of his words, and intuitively felt that the boyfriend in front of him might be practicing together with "difference between heart and mouth" To the extreme, two different systems operate on the inside and the outer layer of the skin. Whether the heart is in a violent storm or a volcanic eruption has nothing to do with the expression and body language on the surface.

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a soft "huh", and then there was no more text.

In fact, when he used to go to the bar to date those pretty boys, he was actually very good at making people happy. After all, being good-looking is a very good thing to take advantage of. Basically, if the other party is unhappy, he will bend his eyebrows and eyes. A smile is already half done, and there is still time to say a few sweet words. No matter how angry the other party is, he can only blush—but the strange thing is that when he doesn't smile when facing this person, he looks apathetic. The new boyfriend with abstinent appearance, Nakahara Zhong was also surprised to find that his casual rhetoric seems to have expired, and every sentence is stuck in his mouth, and he can't say much.

It may be that he subconsciously felt that this time this time was not of the same level as the previous ones, so he picked it up—yes, he still insists that he picked up the other party—and it was not easy to use the previous bad methods.

But he couldn't think of a new method for a while. Amidst the silence of the room and the sound of Dazai opening the lunch box with a cold expression to see what was inside, Nakahara Chu moved his lips a few times, and finally squeezed out a sentence silently: "My wound pain."

Osamu Dazai's subordinates paused for a moment, then said indifferently without raising their head, "Go to the nurse at the nurse's station, I'm not in charge of this."

"It's cold outside." Zhongya Nakahara reacted a little faster this time, and lay down on the person's back from behind, his chin resting on his shoulders, the tip of his nose smelled of the disinfectant on the doctor's coat, and he tilted his head and rubbed his lips against Dazai intentionally or unintentionally. The pinna of the ear, and hummed in a small, awkward voice, "It really hurts."

He had never bothered to speak in such an obedient tone before, but he occasionally said it to Dazai today, and found that although he was not used to being awkward, he didn't have any psychological burden.

The point is that it works well.At least Osamu Dazai, who was hugged by him from behind, sighed after the silence this time, and Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the sound of dissatisfied grinding his teeth-then he spoke, and finally there were some other fluctuations in his voice, instead of no longer It is a flat plate like an iceberg without waves: "Come here."

So Nakahara Nakaya went around to the front, was swept up by Dazai, and sat directly in his arms.

Such a nasty posture was used at moments other than adjusting the atmosphere before rolling the sheets. Zhong Yuanzhong had never thought about it before, but today he provoked people first, so in order to coax his difficult boyfriend, he had no choice but to Dakota freely agrees to this behavior.

Osamu Dazai put his left hand around his back and hugged him well, lowered his eyes and put his other hand into his clothes, groping and pressing gently while asking where the pain was.

Nakahara Chu was also tickled by him, and all the questions were brought up with "uh ah oh". When he recovered, he heard Dazai pull out his hand, and then said that the problems he made by disobeying the doctor's orders were not within the scope of the doctor's treatment. You are prescribed painkillers, then go back to your own hospital bed and lie down.

Mr. Killer sat in the doctor's arms, and after hearing the somewhat blunt "medical advice", he said, "Well, I have been trained before so my body is more resistant to medicines than ordinary people... Painkillers may not be useful."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes to straighten his clothes, and didn't bother to expose the lie that sounded like a lie: "Then what do you want?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the handsome side face of the young doctor. Because the distance was very close, he could see the long and dense eyelashes that drooped when he lowered his eyelids. Smiling, so it seems a little indifferent.

But the indifference is very beautiful.

Mr. Killer licked the corner of his lips, raised his head and smiled softly: "Kiss me, it might make me feel better soon."