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Chapter 19 Let's Call It "Shaking"

Before Song Qingyao took Yang Tingwei's hand away, an arm stretched out from the side to hold Yang Tingwei's wrist. The bulging veins on the back of that hand could tell that it was very hard, otherwise Yang Tingwei wouldn't have frowned instantly.

The heat on his chin disappeared, Song Qingyao looked at Lin He, and Yang Tingwei also turned to look at Lin He.

Lin He, who was watched by the two together, let go of Yang Tingwei's hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Who are you?"

Yang Tingwei has long forgotten the side with Lin He last year. In the bar a few nights ago, Lin He was also one of the people who caught him cheating. But at that time, he only had eyes on Song Qingyao, and he was all thinking about finding an explanation, so he probably didn't find out. Lin He standing behind Ji Qin.

But Lin He definitely recognized Yang Tingwei, Song Qingyao guessed what he meant when he said such a sentence at this time.

Not wanting Lin He to intervene between himself and Yang Tingwei, Song Qingyao got up before Yang Tingwei could speak, "Don't mess around outside."

His tone was cold, and he tried to walk away from Yang Tingwei, but Yang Tingwei stretched out his hand to pull him again, this time before he even touched his sleeve, he was slapped away by a palm.

That "snap" was very loud, and Song Qingyao thought of the force with which the head nurse slapped mosquitoes to death when she was on night shift in summer.Looking back, Yang Tingwei's hands turned red, and he was scolding Lin He angrily, "What are you doing!"

Lin He got up and stood beside Song Qingyao, picked up Song Qingyao's right hand, put the palm in his hand and showed it to Yang Tingwei: "His hand has been sprained a second time because of your intentional injury last time, and it's still wearing an elastic bandage. , do you want to abolish his hand again?"

There was no emotion in Lin He's tone, and his speaking speed remained consistent.Song Qingyao glanced at him. Although he threw the blame for his injury on Yang Tingwei's head, Song Qingyao didn't think about explaining anything, but just withdrew his held right hand before Yang Tingwei could explain.

Seeing him walking out without looking back, Yang Tingwei called out on the spot: "I'll go to your house to talk to you tonight!"

Song Qingyao naturally wouldn't answer, but Lin He looked at the other piece of Napoleon cake that Song Qingyao hadn't had time to touch with eyes full of heartache, and after a while, he "tsk" and glanced at Yang Tingwei contemptuously.

Just now he spoke rudely, but Yang Tingwei didn't care about him. Now that Song Qingyao was away, Yang Tingwei had no more scruples, so he looked at Lin He and asked, "Who are you?"

There was a relatively heavy traffic intersection between the coffee shop and the emergency center. Song Qingyao walked very fast, and only paused for a while near the intersection, looking back.

The front of the coffee shop could not be seen clearly, but when he turned his head, he happened to find Lin He with his hands in his trouser pockets, walking towards him with a pair of long legs.

Lin He seemed to be in a good mood. From such a distance, he could vaguely see the dimple on the man's left cheek, but he didn't see Yang Tingwei coming out.

Thinking of Lin He and Yang Tingwei being alone for a while just now, he felt a little regretful.

Lin He couldn't hide his personality, and he didn't know if he would say something that shouldn't be said to Yang Tingwei.But as soon as this idea came up, he felt that it didn't matter even if he said it.

Anyway, he broke up with Yang Tingwei, and he is free to do whatever he wants.

Seeing him stop and wait for him, Lin He was in a better mood, and ran to him directly, and said to him: "Senior, you are worried about me so you are waiting for me here."

Song Qingyao stared at the countdown to the green light at the intersection ahead, and poured cold water on Lin He expressionlessly: "You have healthy limbs, why should I worry about you."

"Aren't you afraid that I will be beaten by him?" Lin He continued to ask.

The red light cut into green light, Song Qingyao walked forward: "He can't beat you."

Lin He chuckled, and then looked at Song Qingyao's face: "How do you know I'm better than him? Maybe he hit me with a chair in a hurry?"

"After all, I did something he didn't expect."

"Lin He!" Song Qingyao interrupted.Stared at by him with warning eyes, Lin He realized that he was too complacent just now, so he restrained his expression, and explained after crossing the street: "Senior, I don't have any intention of entertaining you."

Song Qingyao didn't want to mention what happened in Qingdao those few days. Before he returned to the hospital, he simply stood by the roadside and continued the three chapters of the agreement that was interrupted with Lin He.

The first article mentioned that they were not allowed to say anything about the two being in Qingdao. Lin He had expected it, and agreed straightforwardly: "No problem."

"Secondly, you are not allowed to conflict with Yang Tingwei," Song Qingyao said in a more tactful tone, "I know you are fighting for me, but that is between me and him, and I must resolve it myself."

Lin He stared into Song Qingyao's eyes, and when the other party looked away unnaturally, he said, "Then what if he bullies you again? Do you want me to turn a blind eye?"

"He won't," Song Qingyao looked at the opposite intersection where he came just now. There were a few pedestrians waiting for the traffic light, but Yang Tingwei was not there. "He doesn't want to be known about his relationship with me, he will restrain himself wherever there are people."

Lin He's eyes followed Song Qingyao's angle to look at the opposite side, then turned back and continued to look at Song Qingyao: "So no one actually knows that you have been in love?"

Song Qingyao thought of Ji Qian and Ji Qin, as well as his mother Ye He.But there was no need to tell Lin He these things, so he shook his head as a tacit consent.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Lin He said, "I can promise you not to have contact with him within the hospital, but I can't guarantee it outside the hospital, and the prerequisite is that he won't touch you."

Song Qingyao frowned and looked at Lin He, who shrugged his shoulders, with a look of compromise on my face: "Senior, you said yourself that he would restrain himself, so it means that I have agreed to your request not to actively find fault."

After rehearsing Lin He's words twice in his mind, Song Qingyao always felt that he was taking advantage of loopholes, but after saying it, it seemed that the meaning was similar.Not wanting to waste time on the side of the road, Song Qingyao took him as his consent, turned around and walked to the emergency center, Lin He grabbed his arm and asked, "What about the third one?"

Song Qingyao said, "I haven't thought of it yet."

"Then it's time to talk about my conditions."

Looking at Lin He in confusion, Song Qingyao hesitated, "What?"

Curving the corner of his mouth, Lin He let go of Song Qingyao's arm, and stretched out three fingers: "I also want to make an agreement with you for three chapters."

Unexpectedly, the other party also made a request. Song Qingyao couldn't think of what Lin He would want to mention, but Lin He didn't intend to wait for him to react, and said to himself: "First, you can't find an excuse to hide from me at any time in the future, whether it is WeChat It's still a phone call, and if I want to find you, I will talk to you."

The nerves in the left temple jumped, and Song Qingyao just let go of his lips when Lin He snatched the words: "You are my tutor now, and the dean has told you. And I only know you in Xiamen, you can't hide from me."

After Lin He finished speaking, he quietly waited for Song Qingyao to answer. The person in front of him seemed to be lost in thought. Just when he thought Song Qingyao might not agree so easily, Song Qingyao nodded.

Putting his heart back in place, Lin He walked forward in satisfaction.Song Qingyao was taken aback for a moment: "That's all?"

"Tentatively, I'll mention the others when I think about it." Lin He turned around and smiled dimpled at him, "How about senior? I'm easier to talk to than you, I'll only mention one after you mentioned two."

Hearing him call himself senior, Song Qingyao remembered that there was one more thing he forgot to say, so he strode up to him: "Don't call me senior in the future, you and Tan Qian are both brought by me, if you call me senior, she will easily get upset comfortable."

Lin He pursed his lips. Song Qingyao thought he wanted to refute, but he didn't expect him to say simply: "Okay."

The conditions were settled, and the two entered the emergency room. Song Qingyao wanted to walk towards the office, but Lin He leaned into his ear and said, "From now on, I will only call you senior when no one is around, okay?"

After finishing the last sentence "Okay", Lin He breathed warmly into Song Qingyao's ear.

Song Qingyao was so itchy that his waist went numb, and a scene of memories that was not suitable for appearing in broad daylight was conditioned in his mind.After Lin He succeeded, without waiting for his answer, he stretched out his hand and patted his waist lightly, then walked to the triage desk, and said to Yang Wenhui who was instructing the nurse to correct the data: "Head nurse, please help me confirm that the emergency department is currently available. How many people are on duty, I invite everyone to drink coffee."

Sitting in the office swivel chair, Song Qingyao looked at the medical records on the computer screen and stroked his forehead with some headaches.

He is looking at Tan Qian's file.

Tan Qian graduated from a well-ranked school in China, and has been trained in a tertiary hospital for half a year. It stands to reason that she should be able to write a good medical record independently. How could she hand over the words in front of her? It looks like she just came to the hospital for an internship Medical records written by medical students.

Moving the mouse to the upper right corner, Song Qingyao clicked the minimize button, revealing a medical record behind.

This article was written by Lin He, no matter it is the analysis of data or pathological diagnosis, as well as the choice of words and sentences, he does not need any further guidance, and this Chinese level does not seem to be an international student who has been relying on foreign languages ​​all the year round. No wonder he can become Professor Aldrich boastful student.

After closing the medical records written by Lin He, Song Qingyao picked up the coffee in hand and drank it.

In the morning, Dean Lin told him some polite words, probably asking him to take care of Lin He more, and to call him whenever he had any questions.

Although neither Lin Haicang nor Lin He mentioned their relationship, but in just one afternoon, rumors spread in the emergency department that Lin He was a relative of Dean Lin.

After all, they are all surnamed Lin, and they are Gui Peisheng personally arranged by the dean.At noon, Lin He invites everyone to drink coffee, and he ordered takeaway from the most expensive coffee shop nearby. There are more than [-] cups of coffee, cakes and exquisite snacks, which are enough for half a month's salary for ordinary people, but Lin He pays for it. Without blinking, the head nurse came to serve him coffee.

Looking at the equipment on his body, he is a little restrained compared to when he was in Qingdao, but it can still be seen that his family background is not bad.Song Qingyao went to the triage desk a few times, and on two occasions, he heard the little nurse on duty talking about Lin He, and even Ji Qin came to find him gossip about Lin He before getting off work.

He had told Ji Gan not to tell Ji Qin about his junior, but unfortunately Ji Qin was there when he was cheated that night, and today he also recognized Lin He as the one who sang on stage that night and later made him embarrass himself for a purpose people.

But Ji Qin's gossip is gossip, seeing that he obviously didn't want to mention it, he shut up.And the person at the center of the topic was completely unaware of his troubles, and after the treats were over, he returned to his indifferent appearance, sitting quietly at the assigned desk with a carbon pen, carefully Looking at the materials he had prepared for Gui Peisheng, he sat for more than an hour without moving his buttocks.So much so that instead of Lin He, he was worried about the fall on his body, and the pressure from a sitting position for a long time would easily impede blood flow.

"Lin He," he called out to someone not far away, Song Qingyao raised the folder in his hand when Lin He looked up at him, "Follow me to patrol the room."

Since Lin He was going to make rounds, Song Qingyao called her and told her to come back now when Tan Qian was not in the seat.

Tan Qian showed up in the office within a few minutes. Seeing that there was still a bit of strawberry jam on the corner of her mouth, Song Qingyao took out a tissue and handed it to her.When Tan Qian took it, her expression was a little embarrassed, her ears were a little red, and she kept saying "thank you, Teacher Song".

Song Qingyao told her not to call herself that, but Tan Qian hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then what should I call him?"

"It's Director Song." Lin He reminded, who had been silent all this time.

Song Qingyao didn't go to see Lin He, but took the folder and went out first.Tan Qian nodded towards Lin He, wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and just as her eyes followed Song Qingyao's back, she was blocked by Lin He's back.

Lin He is taller than Song Qingyao, and he doesn't know if the angle is just right, but he actually blocks it tightly.Tan Qian crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can, picked up the notebook and carbon pen that Song Qingyao had prepared for her, and quickly chased after her.

The two observation wards of the emergency department are regarded as temporary inpatient areas for the emergency department. They are mainly provided for patients who are admitted to the hospital through emergency treatment, but their condition is not stable or may change. It is also convenient for medical staff to observe at any time.Therefore, compared with the wards of the inpatient department, the mobility of patients here is high, the probability of sudden illness is high, and the frequency of medical supervision is more intensive.

Song Qingyao took them into the second area of ​​observation, and confirmed the patient's current condition according to the bed number and the medical records hanging at the end of the bed. The questions can basically be answered fluently.

When communicating with patients, Song Qingyao would also leave a few questions for the two people around him.

Lin He put his hands behind his back, pinched the notebook with his left hand and turned the pen with his right. He never wrote a single word, but he could answer all the questions Song Qingyao asked correctly.On the other hand, Tan Qian, who was next to her, had been writing in her notebook since the first bed, but she was slow to answer Song Qingyao's questions.

After coming out of the observation ward, Song Qingyao asked Lin He to go back to the office first and asked Tan Qian to look through her notebook.

Tan Qian looked like a student in school who was called aside by her tutor alone. She didn't look like she had graduated for more than a year at all. She clasped her hands nervously in front of her body, rubbing the cap of the carbon pen.

Song Qingyao read a page. Tan Qian's ability to sum up is good, and she can grasp most of the key points, which shows that she is not really stupid.

Dean Lin didn't say much when he introduced Tan Qian in the morning. Song Qingyao returned the notebook to her and asked her to go back to the office first, then turned around and went to the director's office of the emergency department to find out about the situation with Director Chen.

Director Chen guessed that he would come and reminded him to close the door before talking about Tan Qian's illness last year.

Tan Qian's father and Dean Lin Haicang are old friends. Tan Qian studied at Lanzhou University and did her internship at the PLA Hospital.When I was studying, my grades were very good, but then I suddenly had a serious illness during the regular training period, and my reaction was a bit slow after recovery.

Originally, she was not suitable to continue to be a doctor, but after about half a year of hard work, she has almost recovered. In order to let her adapt to the environment again, her parents encouraged her to apply for the regular training of Zhongshan Hospital. After passing, Dean Lin arranged for her Bring it to the good-tempered Song Qingyao.

After understanding the ins and outs, Song Qingyao understood what the contradictions in Tan Qian were.Director Chen clasped his hands on the table, looked at him and said, "Tan Qian performed very well in regular training before. She is not afraid of hardships or fatigue. If she can bring it up again, it will be a very good helper."

"And her ambition has always been the emergency department." Director Chen paused, looking at Song Qingyao pointedly, "Although our department has temporarily replenished its staff, we still have to prevent the previous incident from happening again."

Song Qingyao looked at Director Chen, and he didn't need Director Chen to point it out, he knew what Director Chen was referring to.

Picking up the thermos cup next to him, Director Chen opened the lid and took a sip of water: "Xiao Song, I'm assured of you, otherwise I wouldn't recommend you to bring Lin He to the Forestry Institute. But Yang Tingwei," Director Chen said After a pause, "You have always had a good relationship with him, but now that you belong to different departments, you still have to pay attention to some things."

Except for Ji Qin, no one in the hospital knew that Song Qingyao and Yang Tingwei had a relationship.To the outside world, they are very good friends, and they often go to and from get off work together for dinner, and Yang Tingwei's transfer to a general foreigner was rather ugly, so Director Chen would imply that he is also normal.

Song Qingyao said: "Director, since I am in the emergency department, I will definitely give priority to the stability of our department."

Director Chen smiled, got up and walked to him, put his right hand on his shoulder and patted him: "I said, I'm at ease with you. Just take these words as a reminder to you, after all, now our department As long as you and Lao Liu are in charge on the front line, you two have to be stable."

Song Qingyao nodded: "I understand."

"And your hand," Director Chen squeezed his right arm, "Now there is no problem with the manpower, do you want to..."

"No need," Song Qingyao pushed away the chair and stood up, stopping Director Chen's unfinished words, "Don't worry, I won't be brave."

"That's good," Director Chen sighed, "Old Liu can't support some operations, and you have to do it at critical times."

After thanking Director Chen for his concern, Song Qingyao wanted to go out, but he pressed his left hand on the doorknob and was stopped by Director Chen: "There is one more thing."

"I've heard the rumors about Corey. Remember to remind them that regardless of whether Gui Peisheng has anything to do with the Academy of Forestry, it's not something they should talk about."

Back in the general office of the emergency department, Song Qingyao saw Lin He who was sitting on the seat and buried himself in the documents at a glance.

When Director Chen mentioned the relationship between Lin He and Dean Lin, his attitude was so ambiguous that Song Qingyao wondered in his heart whether they were really relatives.After all, when Dean Lin explained Lin He's affairs to him, his attitude was really not like that of ordinary Gui Peisheng.

In fact, even relatives are normal, but why did Lin He tell him that he has no relatives in Xiamen?Could it be that Lin He didn't want to be concealed by the people in the hospital saying that he went through the back door?In that case, at the very beginning, the Forestry Academy should spread the word to put an end to such rumors.

Tracing the smooth side face of the person at the table, Song Qingyao thought of that evening at the Olympic Sailing Center, when Lin He turned to him and looked at the sea like this.The golden sunlight fell on Lin He's face, outlining those fine hairs hazy and soft, Lin He's eyes were also a little out of focus, I don't know what he was thinking when he looked at the sea, where is it like now, like now——

Song Qingyao snapped back to his senses.

Lin He didn't know when he looked over, his eyes were fixed, his left hand rested on his chin, and he smiled at him with his lips curled up.

Annoyed at his distraction just now, he staggered his gaze and returned to his position, using the computer monitor to block the opponent's sight, and just as he was about to calm down, his phone rang.

It was his mother Ye He who called, he picked it up, and Ye He asked him if he was free for dinner tonight.

It's his first day back to work today, so he doesn't have to work overtime.Moreover, he also wanted to clarify the matter of Yang Tingwei to Ye He as soon as possible, especially considering that Yang Tingwei said that he would go to him tonight, so he didn't want to procrastinate any longer.

He made an appointment with his mother for a meal time and place, and he continued to focus on his work.Tan Qian came to him during the period, and Tan Qian seemed very unconfident about the performance just now.He talked with Tan Qian alone for half an hour. Instead of avoiding Tan Qian's previous experience of being ill, he took this incident as an opportunity to encourage him, and reminded Tan Qian not to be too nervous and just adapt at his own pace.

It is not easy to train an excellent doctor, and the story of succumbing to the growth of seedlings cannot happen in their line of work.After listening to his enlightenment and comfort, Tan Qian's eyes turned red several times, and finally she was so choked up that she couldn't speak, but the corner of her mouth was smiling.

Song Qingyao saw that the time was almost up, so she asked her to get off work and go back to have a good rest, and adjust her mentality to work tomorrow.

After Tan Qian left, he wanted to pour a glass of water to ease his thirsty throat. Someone took his water glass first and put a plate of lozenges in front of him: "I'll pour it for you."

Lin He turned around and left, but Song Qingyao had no time to stop him, so he had to let him go.Lin He poured a glass of warm water and came back. After Song Qingyao drank it in one gulp, he looked at his watch again: "Senior, do you have a plan for dinner?"

Song Qingyao said: "I made an appointment for dinner with my family."

"Oh," Lin He pursed his lips, turning the carbon pen in his hand, "Then I'll eat instant noodles by myself."

After cleaning up the table, Song Qingyao seemed to remember something, and raised his eyelids to look at him: "Where do you live now?"

"What?" Lin He stopped turning his pen and asked with a smile, "Are you coming to my house after eating?"

Hearing such an unscrupulous tone, Song Qingyao knew that the conversation could not continue.He moved the mouse and clicked to turn it off, stood up and said: "Go back to rest early after get off work, I have to talk to Director Liu, let's go first."

Seeing Song Qingyao bypassing him to leave, Lin He stretched out his hand and pulled him.But because he was facing him on the right side, Lin He didn't touch his wrist, but only tugged at his sleeve.

Now is the time for the middle shift and the evening shift, and there are almost no doctors sitting in the office.Relying on the silence and no one around, Lin He pulled Song Qingyao's sleeve and said softly, "Senior, I don't want to be alone at night."

During the few days in Qingdao, they stayed together for three nights, but at that time they were traveling, in a city where no one knew them.With the cover of alcohol, Song Qingyao could mess with Lin He, but now it's different.

They were in Xiamen, returning to their familiar living environment, surrounded by relatives and friends, and every face they saw reminded Song Qingyao of what he could and couldn't do.What's more, he now has an identity that is even more unsuitable for crossing the line - Lin He's teacher.

Looking down at the fingertips pinching his sleeve, Song Qingyao stretched out his left hand, pushed Lin He's hand away, turned to face him and said, "If you really feel bored by yourself, find someone who can talk to you. Get the object."

After leaving these words, Song Qingyao strode away.Lin He stood there without moving, until his back disappeared behind the door before leaning against the edge of his table, the cap of the carbon pen pressed against the table, tapping faster and faster rhythmically.

This action lasted for a while, Lin He stopped before his fingers went numb, took out the phone to unlock it, and dialed a number from the address book.

The man who answered the phone was a man of the same age as him. Lin He stared at the door and communicated with the other party in a low voice for a while, but the other party asked him to wait and then hung up. Ten minutes later, he sent an address via WeChat, asking him to go there now.

After changing clothes in the locker room, Lin He took a taxi to the pet shop called "Love and Love".

When he arrived, he was silent for a while facing the blue lettering on the yellow background, which seemed to be a signboard from the last century, wondering how that guy Yang Xuanyi would recognize the owner of a pet shop with such a shop name.

But these are not important, what is important is that there is what he needs here.

Pushing open the door and going in, the air is filled with the peculiar fishy smell of poorly ventilated pet shops.Lin He covered his nose with his hands, and was looking at a large row of cages next to him, when a young girl poked her head out from behind the raised cashier and asked, "Is it Lin He?"

He nodded. The girl chewed the gum and blew a bubble. After it burst with a "pop", the girl went around the counter, walked to the small door at the back, and brought out an orange cat cub the size of a palm and a half. , and carefully handed it to Lin He.

Lin He reached out to take it. The cat looked small, but it weighed quite a bit. It could be seen that it was well nourished. Its coat was smooth and smooth. Its dark eyes were like two big black pearls, and it was sizing up. he.

Lin He had never raised a cat before, so he didn't know if the cat's unafraid appearance was considered good, but the way the cat looked at him somehow reminded him of Song Qingyao.He held the cat in his left hand, and stroked the fur on the back of the cat's neck with his right hand. The cat was not afraid of him at all, and even opened its mouth and yawned comfortably.

The girl blew another bubble beside her and said, "It's not afraid of you, you two are destined."

Lin He asked, "How old is it?"

"A little over two months."

"Do you have a name?"

"not yet."

Cursing the corners of his mouth, Lin He touched the back of the cat's neck gently, and said to the orange cat who was lying on his arm, his big eyes almost closed, "Then you will be called Yao Yao from now on." .”

The little orange cat didn't react at all, but the girl asked curiously, "Which yao?"

"Swing back and forth."

The girl folded her arms and continued to blow bubbles: "How can you use this shake?"

Lin He laughed to himself, as if he remembered something, and said after a while: "Because he likes the feeling of being on my body."

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Lin He (innocent): "It was you who told me to find someone I could talk to." (Squatting down and grabbing the orange cat's head after speaking), "Shake, shake, baby Yaoyao~ Hurry up and open your mouth time to eat."

Song Qingyao thought in his heart: ...Did he do it on purpose?Did he do it on purpose?