【Taizhong】Madman

In late autumn, even though it is still warm during the day when the sun is shining, the temperature will inevitably drop sharply at night after the sun sets. The rapid loss of coldness on the outer skin makes everyone who is subconsciously shivering from the cold sigh with emotion after grinning their teeth and rubbing their hands: It is really winter.

Winter is here.

Atsushi Nakajima routinely rounds the ward, because he has a good heart and good temper, and he has a cute baby face, so most of the patients lying here like to see him, and feel that they will feel better when he comes in Therefore, in addition to the daily on-duty arrangement, the person who makes the most ward rounds is the kid who came here for an internship this year.Over time, after getting used to this matter, Atsushi Nakajima began to weigh in his mind, when to start, how long would it take to check the ten wards in the corridor on this side, and how long would it take to check the few wards in the corridor on the other side? He has counted several critically ill patients with chest wall phlebitis. Generally, after completing the procedures, he can leave a little time to watch and learn from other seniors.

At 09:30, Atsushi Nakajima checked the last room, because there was only one elderly person with pleural effusion in this ward, so he stayed for an extra 15 minutes to chat with the elderly person, and waited until the other person fell asleep. Quietly exit.After closing the door, standing in the corridor of the hospital where it was not too quiet after nine o'clock at night, Atsushi Nakajima shivered heavily because of the cold wind blowing in from the open window on the other side. He walked over and closed the window while muttering: "Who opened the window so wide...huh?"

When he was about to close the window, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a tall, thin figure in a black windbreaker standing under the street lamp in the small garden downstairs. He was looking down at the phone in his hand. The light from the screen illuminated the side of his cheek. The soft hair hanging down, Atsushi Nakajima found that the ends of the two strands of hair were white.

...A member of the visual kei band?Atsushi Nakajima thought.He noticed that the other party was carrying a waterproof bag that seemed to be used to hold some musical instrument. It was long and large, and it was carried on one shoulder. The skinny figure of the young man below was more prominent. Looking down from the height of the second floor , you can see a small beautiful collarbone protruding from the other party's wide collar.

Atsushi Nakajima himself didn't know why he blushed suddenly.However, the next thought that came to his mind was:

Isn't it cold for this person to stand outside in such thin clothes?

Cold?In fact, it's a bit cold, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke wears so little all year round, and after getting used to it, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with dressing like this in this temperature.He just came back from a mission in Hokkaido yesterday, where the temperature was approaching single digits, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa just replaced the thin windbreaker with a thick one.

But of course he doesn't like standing outside in the cold weather, he's here now, purely because he's waiting for someone, but the person waiting didn't come down, but an unrelated person who has been watching him since just now young doctor.

Atsushi Nakajima ran downstairs with a cup of hot water from a disposable paper cup. a little) arrived in the garden, but when he really arrived in front of the young man, he suddenly didn't know what to say, held a cup of hot water and bowed his head to think for a long time before calmly asking the other party: "...Do you want some water?"

...... I think you are the one who is going to lose your mind.As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wanted to slap himself away just now. The two of them had never met or spoken to each other. When they came up, they asked if they wanted to drink water.

Atsushi Nakajima was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to be a taciturn person, and he didn't talk much. When he turned his face when he heard him speak, Atsushi Nakajima finally saw that this person not only looked cold, but even the corners of his eyes and brows showed There is a sense of indifference that strangers should not get close to.

Then the expressionless visual kei band member (it was really the first impression) frowned and remained silent for two seconds, and then said flatly: "No need. I'm waiting for someone."

"Waiting for someone?" Atsushi Nakajima was curious, "Is it the patient's family?"

The other party was silent for a while: "No... I have a senior here."

"Oh..." Atsushi Nakajima scratched his hair, he was not good at talking with others, and when the person he was talking to was reticent, he didn't know what to say.

"Ah, have you been waiting for a long time? Musta——" Fortunately, someone came to the rescue suddenly, and another voice suddenly appeared from behind. Atsushi Nakajima turned around almost gratefully, and was surprised to find that the person who came was actually an acquaintance.

No, acquaintances probably don't count, they just met through Mr. Dazai.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't expect that there was someone else where the younger generation was waiting for him, so he was stunned for a while, but he didn't pronounce Akutagawa's name casually.The streetlights in the garden were not too dark, and he could tell at a glance that the kid standing there was the cute Atsushi Nakajima he thought just now.

"What a coincidence, Dunjun, are you here too?" He greeted with a normal face, but looked at the younger generation questioningly: what's the situation?know?

Akutagawa Ryunosuke shook his head imperceptibly, indicating that it was just a coincidence.Then he took a step over before Atsushi Nakajima spoke, took out a small thing from his pocket and handed it over, and said in a straight voice: "Sister Hongye asked me to bring it over. And let me relay: Your car recently Don't drive it yet, let's drive her car first."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took it and took a look. It was a small car key, and the pendant on it was the famous "HD" car logo.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "She also said, you know where it is parked, so just drive it yourself."

Zhongyuan Zhong also put away the key, and nodded to this reliable junior.

Akutagawa saw that the task was completed, so he didn't intend to stay here any longer—he didn't like places like hospitals very much—and prepared to leave with a slight nod.Before he left, he was silent for a few seconds, as if he had thought about it for a while, and in the end he probably felt that it didn't matter, and he probably would never see him again, so he then turned his head and nodded slightly to Atsushi Nakajima, which was regarded as a tribute to his kindness just now a reply.

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned for a moment—but he realized that he was blushing again after the person walked away.

On the way back to the department with Zhongya Nakahara, Atsushi Nakajima was still recalling the very slight nod from the young man in the visual kei band to him, feeling like he was trembling when he walked, and he was already thinking about the band this person was in. When he asked where to perform and when to perform, he suddenly realized that the other party didn't seem to tell him that he was just playing in a band.

What should I do...he began to worry.

On the other side, Nakahara Chuya was in no better mood than him.He didn't forget why he ran outside in the cold to suffer from the cold, all because there was a man in the house who sometimes he wanted to go down with a knife, but was not too active for the time being, blocking his eyes.On the one hand, Nakahara Chuya felt that Dazai Osamu was really unlucky, and it was a coincidence that he was involved in his own affairs. On the other hand, he gritted his teeth in his heart. His thinking about something, and his behaviors that occasionally make him irritable for no reason are all included in the category of troubles) There is no shortage of it at all, the two of them are the same, so don't blame anyone.

Both are big troubles—but even though he came back with Atsushi Nakajima because he had no other excuse, he still doesn't know how to face each other.

Are you pretending nothing happened?

No, how aggrieved he is, just like being taken advantage of for nothing and still swallowing his anger,

Then he also went to touch the other party and teased him back?

... No matter how you think about it, it feels like the other party is taking advantage of him.

Nakahara followed Atsushi Nakajima back to the cardiac surgery on the [-]th floor with a blank expression. The thoughts in his brain were so long that they could go around the hospital for a whole week. But when they opened the door and went back, there was no people at.

"..."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also subconsciously made a sudden move in his heart, and for a moment he put aside all the entanglements just now, thinking that the other party deliberately provoked him, just to escape smoothly while he was going out.

The handsome Mr. Killer's face darkened instantly.

On the other side, Atsushi Nakajima was unaware of the changes in the people around him. He glanced at the empty room and seemed to guess what happened. It happened that a nurse trot past here on the other side, and Atsushi Nakajima called him by the way. He said: "I just pushed a car accident emergency responder. Mr. Dazai just went to the combined operating table with those people from the general medical department half a minute ago. If you want to be an apprentice, you can catch up now!"

Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly thanked him, then turned to Nakahara Nakaya and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Nakahara, please wait here, I'll go and watch and study first."

"Huh?... Oh, it's okay, you go to work." Nakahara also blinked. Hearing that Osamu Dazai was going for an operation, it seemed to be a troublesome major operation, so he calmed down the killing intent that just appeared. In the state of extinguishing the flames, he silently retracted the small dagger that had slipped into his palm, "I'll just wait here, don't worry about me—how long will you be busy?"

Atsushi Nakajima thought for a while: "It depends on the situation, but it's hard to say if the general surgery doctor is there. The situation may be serious, and it may be possible to be busy until the morning."

"Morning?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised. After thinking about it, he seemed to be right. The surgery time in those TV and movies seemed to take as long as it did.

Then he watched Atsushi Nakajima trot all the way, and hurriedly followed the nurse into the operating channel on the other side.

"..."

Now he was the only one left in the house.

Sighing, I felt that this night was really doomed to be spent in boredom. Central Plains also closed the door, found a place facing the air conditioner and sat down, playing with the mobile phone while blowing the warm wind, surfing the Internet, Playing small games, thanking Mrs. Hongye, chatting with other acquaintances in the industry, when I noticed it again, I found that the time had passed twelve o'clock, but Osamu Dazai still had no intention of ending it.

Could it be that you have to be busy until morning like the kid said?he thought silently.

The place where he was sitting happened to be Dazai's seat. Dazai's desktop was extremely clean, with only a water glass, a bookshelf and a few books on it. The rest, including the drawers, were all the case records that everyone had. Just judging from the table layout If not, it really won't make people think that the owner of this table is such a frivolous and flirtatious character as Osamu Dazai.

Of course...if that was just a facade he put on, it would make sense.Nakahara took a look at Osamu Dazai's water glass expressionlessly, and found that the glass had hardly been used.

He slightly raised his eyebrows, paused for a few seconds, and then put the cup back in place.

But that has nothing to do with him, after all, Osamu Dazai will die at the hands of his fate——

Mr. Killer calmed down, lowered his head and played with his phone again.

After that, as Atsushi Nakajima said, one night passed.

In the morning when the sky was getting dark, Nakahara Nakaya, who had been bored here all night, heard a little noise from the door. He sharply raised his eyes, and found Osamu Dazai, who was no different from the previous night before he left, opened the door and walked in. He probably just took off his washing clothes and changed back into his shirt and trousers, because he was still wearing a tie as he walked in.

The other difference is that Osamu Dazai's face is rarely noticeably tired because of his high concentration all night.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze silently followed him all the way in.

Hmm, Osamu Dazai at work...seems to be quite nice too.

A man who looked like a doctor walked in behind Dazai, holding a notebook and seemed to be checking with him to confirm something: "Now the heart rate, blood pressure, blood oxygen have returned to normal, and a venous channel has been opened, do you want to add a peripheral one? ?”

"It needs to be opened, and an additional 500ml bag of sugar and salt needs to be hung." Osamu Dazai fastened his tie loosely, and then buttoned his loose cuff buttons. He lowered his eyes and answered the question with a cold voice, "What should be done next?" How to do it, how to do it is better, you shouldn’t ask me, you should ask your seniors——I’m just a doctor in cardiac surgery, Mr. Sai, not your anesthesiologist.”

"But Mr. Dazai, you know everything, and everyone knows everything." The intern in the anesthesiology department smiled playfully, "You should teach the younger generation, Mr. Dazai?"

I don't have such an annoying junior.Osamu Dazai was expressionless, feeling a little impatient in his heart.

He has been busy all night, this kind of joint operation is already tiring, and after finally getting off the operating table, there will be an annoying follower behind him, no matter how he thinks about it, he will not be in a good mood.Up to now, he can still show some kindness, and Osamu Dazai feels that his temper has really gotten better and better in recent years.

It's so good that there will always be some people who don't care about his face, and just lean towards them without eyes.

Just as he was thinking about how to send him away, his right hand was suddenly taken by someone.Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, and saw Nakahara Chuya lazily stretching out his hand to help him button the last cuff button that he hadn't buttoned anyway.

It was only then that the intern noticed that there was another person in the room that he hadn't seen before: "Hey, are you?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, and stared at Nakahara Nakaya who was sitting in front of him.

Zhong Yuan also raised his narrow chin, and looked at the handsome man in front of him for a few seconds without knowing the meaning of his eyes. After a while, he suddenly bent his mouth and opened his mouth to answer the intern's question:

"Hi, I'm Dazai Osamu's boyfriend, meeting for the first time."