Five Years of Studying Medicine, Three Years of Flirting With Guys - Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Tang Linsheng had beautiful dreams all night. When he woke up the next day, he subconsciously touched his mouth hmm, no drooling.

Having just woken up, the morning daze hadn’t passed yet. He sat on the bed staring blankly for a long time, his hair a mess; his naturally slightly wavy hair now had even larger curls, with some strands plastered to his face and others sticking up like a “standing golden rooster.”

When Tang Linsheng (the senior) finished washing up and came out, this was the scene he beheld. He didn’t know how long Tang Linsheng (the junior) had been sitting there in a daze, but there was a hint of small sorrow in the eyes half-hidden by his hair.

“Morning.” Tang Linsheng (the senior) greeted him in a good mood, seeing his somewhat silly and cute appearance.

“Don’t want to go to work…”

Whether it was because the senior’s “morning” touched a certain switch, Tang Linsheng (the junior) uttered a sentence full of resentment and flopped back down, covering himself with the quilt and curling into a ball.

Tang Linsheng (the senior): “…”

He put on his white coat and said slowly, “Xiao Tang, it’s seven o’clock.”

The quilt was pulled open with a whoosh, and Tang Linsheng (the junior) sat up abruptly. But perhaps because he rose too quickly, his vision went dark, so he sat there to rest for a moment. Once his vision returned to normal, he saw a patch of white.

Eh, Senior?

The memories of last night came rushing back, especially right before sleep… his fever-brained so-called “indirect kiss.”

Tang Linsheng (the junior) didn’t dare look up, staring nervously at the floor, thinking to himself: The senior should… probably… maybe… not have seen it last night, right??!

While he was feeling guilty like a thief, someone patted his head. He looked up, looking at the senior in confusion: What is the senior doing?

Tang Linsheng (the senior) withdrew his hand with satisfaction and extreme naturalness. When he first saw Tang Linsheng’s soft and messy hair, his hand felt an itch to touch it. “Does your head still hurt?”

Tang Linsheng (the junior) suddenly realized that the senior was concerned about his head-bumping incident yesterday. “It… it doesn’t hurt anymore.” His voice, just having woken up, was a bit raspy. As soon as he finished stammering this, he heard the senior say he was going to the operating room first and told him to hurry to the OR to eat breakfast so they could get to work afterward.

“Oh… okay.”

Tang Linsheng (the junior) scratched his hair, got up, and went to the bathroom to wash up. Just as he started brushing his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror, mouth full of bubbles, hair messy, his fair face showing a bit of red, looking both healthy and spirited. He quickly spat out the toothpaste foam and jumped excitedly a few times. He hadn’t noticed just now! The senior said to go to the OR for breakfast = there is breakfast in the OR, but where does OR breakfast come from? In other words, the senior brought breakfast for him?!

Having figured out this detail, he quickly brushed his teeth, washed his face, and changed his clothes. He nimbly went downstairs to the OR, changed into his surgical scrubs, and ran to the OR pantry full of expectation to eat.

“Hey, Nurse Xiao Tang, you’re here?” The logistics auntie took the breakfast items off the small cart one by one and said to him with a smile, “I didn’t know what you wanted to eat, so I just bought the same as Dr. Tang. You’re the first one here to eat!”

“…Oh, thank you, Auntie.”

His heart full of fire was doused by a bucket of cold water. Tang Linsheng (the junior) ate the cafeteria breakfast tastelessly. How could he forget that the food is bought by the staff aunties!

“Is Nurse Xiao Tang doing circulating or scrub duty today?”

“Circulating.”

The logistics auntie brought him a tea egg and said with a smile, “Eat more, Nurse Xiao Tang! I just saw the first patient has arrived, a ‘heavyweight.’ You guys are going to have a hard time.”

Heavyweight?

Tang Linsheng (the junior) thought it was some kind of big shot, but when he walked over to look, he realized the auntie meant it literally.

Looking at the middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair, filling it to the brim, he was shocked inwardly but remained calm on the surface. “Name? What surgery are we doing?”

“Gao Da. Dr. Tang said it’s some kind of angiography.”

Tang Linsheng (the junior): “…Gao Da (Gundam)?” A good name; he gave him a silent thumbs-up in his heart. “You have hypertension, right?”

“Yes, my blood pressure has always been very high. Then this time I just felt especially uncomfortable, so I came in. Then, the doctor told me…”

“Blood sugar and blood lipids are both high?” Tang Linsheng (the junior) flipped through the chart, interrupting his rambling.

Verifying the patient’s condition before surgery is mandatory, but if he let the patient ramble on like this, the surgery would never get done.

“Oh, you’re exactly right! I have the ‘Three Highs’!” Gao Da clearly looked surprised and wanted to reach out to grab Tang Linsheng to continue sharing his feelings.

Tang Linsheng (the junior) was writing pre-operative notes in the chart and was caught off guard when he was pulled, nearly falling over.

The senior just walked over and saw the patient grabbing Tang Linsheng. He stepped forward, pulled the patient’s hand away, and shouted into the OR: “Where’s the anesthesiologist? Prepare for anesthesia.”

He turned to Gao Da and said, “Don’t be nervous. If the blood vessel condition is good, the surgery will be very fast.”

Gao Da, who was being pushed into the operating room, subconsciously nodded, but in the next minute, he thought: I’m not nervous… I just wanted to tell that doctor about my situation. I’ve been in the hospital for two days by myself with no one to share my feelings with. Alas, sorrow.

Tang Linsheng (the junior) watched this series of actions. Standing by the operating table, he realized as expected! When talking to patients, one must be crisp and neat, being both polite and maintaining one’s own work rhythm. The senior is simply his role model!

The patient was already lying on the operating table receiving local anesthesia. Tang Linsheng (the senior) looked at the shadowless lamp above and said, “Xiao Tang, move the lamp up a bit.”

Tang Linsheng (the junior) responded actively and stood behind him, looking up to move the lamp: “Is this okay?”

“It’s okay.” The senior nodded. “Move the bed up a bit.”

Tang Linsheng (the junior) took the remote and began adjusting the height of the operating table. The scrub nurse who was following the surgery today was over there unpacking sterile items. She remarked, “Today is actually my first time assisting Professor Tang. I heard Professor Tang’s surgical technique is very skillful; I think I’ll be able to get off work on time.”

She glanced at Tang Linsheng (the junior) and said, “Xiao Tang, wouldn’t you agree!”

Tang Linsheng (the junior) looked at the senior, who was disinfecting the surgical site, and said uncertainly, “Although Professor Tang’s technique is very good, it still depends on the specific situation. Speed isn’t something that can just be fast just because you want it to be.”

The senior was wearing a mask, so his expression couldn’t be seen, and his eyes were shielded behind his glasses. One could only tell from his gentle and relaxed tone that he wasn’t in a bad mood. He gave Tang Linsheng (the junior) an imperceptible glance and said, “It can be as fast as you want it to be.”

Hearing this, the scrub nurse who was handing the senior surgical tools laughed and said, “Professor Tang, I didn’t expect you to be that kind of person! I thought you were a Great God who could only be viewed from afar and not interacted with closely, but I didn’t expect you to start ‘driving’ (making innuendos) without warning! Hahaha!” After saying this, she added: “I already have a boyfriend, Professor Tang!”

When Tang Linsheng (the junior) heard her say this, he suddenly caught on. He felt a bit strange about the senior’s sudden “toy car” (light innuendo). He suddenly felt that the senior wasn’t as unapproachable as before, yet at the same time, it felt like a strange kind of harmony??

When he looked over, he found the senior looking up at him. Their eyes met. Tang Linsheng (the junior) felt inexplicably nervous and said in a muffled voice behind his mask, “Um… Professor Tang is just doing it to adjust the atmosphere.”

The senior seemed to let out a light chuckle and said, “Yes. Let’s begin the surgery.”