She is the Third Kind of Stunning

In the evening, Jian Qing was busy in the study as usual.

Lu Yinxi started to pack his luggage.

The advantage of filming medical dramas is that most of the plots take place in the hospital. It is good to set up a studio and shoot indoors. Going to a real hospital is considered a trip to the scene.

The land in the suburbs is cheap, and Jiangzhou City's film and television city is built in the suburbs, adjacent to the university town, and occasionally college students come to part-time group performances.

In the coming March, April, and May, her activities will be in the suburbs, and she will spend most of her time in the studio. During this period, the weather will turn from cool to hot, and the only thing she needs to pack in her suitcase is her spring clothes.

Summer clothes haven't been done yet.

After simply packing up the luggage, Lu Yinxi began to settle accounts.

At present, she has a 30w bank card given by Jian Qing. In two months, she spent 5w, of which the hospitalization expenses accounted for more than half, especially during the few days when she was lying in the ICU, the money was like running water...

Thinking of the list of discharge expenses from the hospital, Lu Yinxi clutched his chest and sighed heavily, this unbelievable lung...

The crew's remuneration will be called on the last day at the end of February, and it will be made up at that time, and the 30w bank card will be returned to Jian Qing.

After the filming was over, the pay was settled. At that time, she had stayed in this world for half a year. With the remaining money, she would be able to stay for another half year, which was more than enough.

However, I don't know if she can return to the original world smoothly after the plot ends in January next year?

Lu Yinxi pushed open the window, looked up at the star-studded night sky, and missed the distance.

After the new year, she has a movie to be released. That was her second film, her first lead role. When she made a movie for the first time, she played a small supporting role and was lucky enough to win the Best Newcomer Award. She was so excited that she didn't fall asleep all night, she hugged the trophy under the quilt all night, and told Master the next day, Laugh at her for being worthless.

After the new year, Gu Mingyu will be fifty years old. Next month's 21st will be her birthday. She doesn't like to celebrate birthdays. On her fiftieth birthday, maybe she cooks a bowl of noodles and eats it. Maybe it's nothing at all. The hospital is busy, eat in the cafeteria when you are hungry.

After the new year, her master is thirty-two; her teacher-wife, her boss, is thirty-three. Master is younger than her boss, but older and more humane than her boss. The boss only used her as a cash cow at first, and always liked to plot her and squeeze her. But without the help of the boss, how could she gain a foothold in the circle so easily?

After the new year, her assistant is twenty-two years old, and has been too busy to find a partner. He often whispers in her ear, asking her to introduce a handsome guy in the circle as compensation...

The faces of relatives and friends in the real world come to mind one by one, some faces are clear, some have been blurred.

After two months in this strange world, she began to lose track of people in the real world.

What if one day you forget all about it?

Lu Yinxi panicked for a moment, took out a pen and paper, closed his eyes, and recalled everyone's faces in his mind.

She cannot forget them.

She wants to draw them with a brush while her memory is still clear.

Let's start with Gu Mingyu.

I haven't seen him for many years, and the person with the closest blood relationship is the one with the most blurred face.

Lu Yinxi leaned over the table, painting and drawing.

Before the portrait was formed, there was a "dong dong" knock on the door.

The door was open, knocking was just a polite gesture.

Lu Yinxi raised his eyes and looked over: "Teacher Jian?"

Jian Qing walked in without saying a word, grabbed her by the back of the collar, and dragged her into the study.

Lu Yinxi sat in the study, confused: "What are you going to do?"

Do you want to tell her about the Jian family's fight for the throne tonight?

With a calm expression, Jian Qing sat down by herself, looked at the computer screen, and tapped on the keyboard.

Lu Yinxi was dazed for a while, then suddenly remembered the excuse of "accompany her" last night

—If you want her to accompany you, just say it, why bother to arrest her like a woman from a good family?

Lu Yinxi smiled, pursed his lips again, restrained his smile, and asked knowingly, "Why did you arrest me here?"

Jian Qing turned a deaf ear and focused on her work.

"If you don't speak, I'll go back." Lu Yinxi stood up, making a gesture to leave.

Jian Qing looked up at her, and said softly, "Don't leave."

Lu Yinxi walked to her side: "Then what am I doing here? Staring at you?"

Jane Qing was silent for a moment, then asked her: "What are you doing in the room?"

"Drawing."

"Come here to draw."

"That's not okay, I like a quiet environment."

"It's not noisy here."

Lu Yinxi pointed to her mechanical keyboard: "Your keyboard is so loud that it will disturb me."

Jian Qing was so blocked that she had nothing to say, she looked away, looked at the computer screen expressionlessly, and silently thought about any other reasons for her to stay.

Lu Yinxi remembered that in the past, she was always ridiculed and dismissed by Jian Qing coldly, but now she felt that her revenge had been avenged, and a flower blossomed in her heart.

Without saying a word, she turned and went out.

Jian Qing looked at Lu Yinxi's leaving back and wanted to stand up to stop him, but he didn't think of a reason for him to stay.

She sat on the seat, her eyes dimmed a little, and she tapped the three letters L, Y, and X heavily with her index finger.

Going to get a new keyboard tomorrow...

After making this decision, she collected her thoughts and focused on her work.

Unexpectedly, a minute later, Lu Yinxi took the initiative to walk into the study.

Jian Qing's eyes lit up, his eyes flicked past her, the corners of his lips moved slightly, he wanted to say something nice, but he didn't say it, what came out was a cold question: "What are you doing?"

Lu Yinxi held paper and pens, drinks, and snacks in his arms, and piled them on the desk, laying them out one by one, and sat opposite Jian Qing.

She spread out the paper, raised her eyes, met Jian Qing's gaze, and smiled slightly: "Accompany you."

Jian Qing remained indifferent, looked down at the keyboard, and worked hard.

Lu Yinxi wrinkled his nose, made a face at her, didn't care too much, lowered his head to hold the pen, and drew seriously.

Jian Qing raised her head, stared at the person opposite for a long time, then retracted her gaze, the corners of her lips curled into a slight arc, and the sound of her fingers tapping on the keyboard became more brisk.

The closer the time of separation is, the more Lu Yinxi likes to follow Jian Qing as a tail.

Jianqing usually goes to the outpatient clinic, but Lu Yinxi seldom follows her. Most of the time she spends her time helping with errands in the ward, or playing the piano in the piano room.

After the shift was over this morning, Jian Qing said to Lu Yinxi, "Follow me to the outpatient clinic today."

Lu Yinxi nodded in agreement without thinking about it.

Wei Mingming on the side was surprised: "Boss, isn't it enough for me to serve you alone?"

Jian Qing glanced at her and said nothing.

She is Jian Qingshou's first student, a master's degree student. Apart from being a teacher and a student, she is more like a colleague who has a good relationship and can joke around at will.

Specialist and master's degree focuses on clinical practice, with rich clinical experience, and it is easy to find a job after graduation; but scientific research is relatively weak. If you want to further improve your education, your doctoral supervisor may prefer a master's degree with a good scientific research foundation; if you want to stay in a large top three, scientific research is also a stepping stone.

For this reason, Wei Mingming often teases Jian Qing: "Boss, you have to quickly become a professor and get the qualification of a doctoral supervisor. No one else will accept me, so I will come to you. You have to accept me as the disciple who opened the door."

Lu Yinxi laughed and teased: "Brother Zhang also keeps saying that he wants to take you as his disciple."

Wei Mingming rolled his eyes, and sent it to Zhang Yue from the air: "When that guy is promoted to a professor, I'm afraid he will have to wait until I retire to rehire him."

Zhang Yue graduated from an eight-year program, and Wei Mingming graduated from a five-year program. They are almost the same age.

Jian Qing glanced at her: "So confident, will you be rehired?"

Wei Mingming hastily flattered: "That's natural, the disciples you teach, of course they have to rush to re-employ."

She not only praised Jian Qing, but also praised herself.

Jian Qing shook her head slightly, smiled helplessly, then raised her chin and pointed to the door of the consulting room: "Open the door disciple, go and open the door."

The consulting room covers an area of ​​about 10 square meters, and there are not many things. There is a bed for examination, a curtain to block the view, a cabinet for filing documents, a table for computers, a few chairs, and a few pennants.

Jian Qing sat on the inside and was in charge of consultation and prescribing medicines, while Wei Mingming sat on the outside and was tasked with studying, running errands, and knocking on medical records.

Lu Yinxi made coffee for them and sat on the side with Wei Mingming.

The morning sun shone in from the window and hit Jian Qing.

She tied her waterfall-like long hair into a ponytail. Under the sunlight, the surface was coated with a layer of golden brown, which was especially beautiful.

Patients subconsciously feel that a doctor with too good looks is unreliable. Therefore, every time she attends a consultation, she will wear a mask, and sometimes a blue surgical cap to cover her beautiful hair. She does not apply makeup and is unsmiling, so as to improve the trust of patients.

She didn't wear a surgical cap today, so she opened the drawer and put on a pair of prescription black-rimmed glasses.

Subtracting a little coldness, adding a bit of elegance.

When Lu Yinxi saw her wearing glasses for the first time, he chuckled.

Jian Qing stared at her with cold eyes.

She hastily suppressed her smile, secretly laughing in her heart.

Scum, so scum.

Medical oncology is seldom used as the first consultation department, and most of the patients who come to the outpatient clinic are postoperative, radiotherapy and chemotherapy patients. In the first medical records of inpatients, the writing of differential diagnosis can even be exempted.

The first person to come in was a 36-year-old female patient, surnamed Zhang, who went to the doctor alone.

Compared with most cancer patients, he is still young, but he is already a stage IV gastric cancer patient. This time he came for a reexamination.

Ms. Zhang was in a very good state of mind, with a good mentality, and she spoke in an energetic and orderly manner. When she first came in, the three of them thought she was consulting for her family.

Because many cancer patients from other places really can't stand the long journey, their family members come to consult with the inspection materials.

Ms. Zhang said: "After I got cancer, my family didn't care about me. After the operation, I listened to the doctor's advice and slowly took medicine for treatment. Now I am living well. I still run and exercise every day and go to the gym to keep fit. "

Jian Qing nodded: "An optimistic attitude is indeed good for alleviating the condition, but strenuous exercise is not recommended."

"Doesn't exercise improve immunity?"

"It's not a continuous improvement. During the fatigue stage during exercise, your immunity is reduced, and other diseases will invade."

Cancer patients, especially hematological cancer patients, have low immunity and wear masks when they go in and out.

After prescribing medicines and examinations, Wei Mingming typed out the outpatient medical records, Jian Qing printed the checklists, and Lu Yinxi handed the medical records and checklists spit out by the printer to Ms. Zhang, watched her leave, and sighed slightly.

The patient is already in stage IV, the cancer cells have spread, and she is about to reach the end of her life. Even if she is as vigorous as a flower at this point, in time, when the disease breaks out, she will quickly wither and wither.

Only 36 years old...

Still a poor man abandoned by his family...

Lu Yinxi inevitably fell into empathy and was depressed for a while.

Back then, she also accompanied a young patient who had been abandoned by her family for an examination.

Before doing enhanced CT/PET-CT, a contrast medium injection is required, and the signature of the family member is required for the injection. However, the family member of the patient refused to come, so the patient begged her to help sign.

She pityed her life experience, couldn't help her begging, and signed it in the name of her cousin regardless of the medical risks.

The subsequent treatment was really like her younger sister, always accompanying and comforting...

"Lu Yinxi, go to the medical department and help me get the tutor manual back." Jian Qingzhi asked Lu Yinxi to run errands, leave the oppressive consulting room, and go outside to relax.

Lu Yinxi groaned, and ran errands obediently.

Jian Qing shook her head slightly: "With such a soft heart, you dare to ask me if I am suitable for medical practice..."

Wei Mingming said: "Isn't it because of her soft heart that you like her so much?"

Knowing that Wei Mingming's liking was pure liking, Jian Qing didn't say much.

In the beginning, because she was sensitive and fragile, like a piece of clean white paper, which could be shredded if it was torn, Jian Qing deliberately brought her to the hospital with a destructive desire to torture her and show her that life is worse than death. Smell the smell of blood, vomiting, and all kinds of indescribable smells, listen to the heart-piercing cries of patients and family members, and wear away her pretentious sensitivity and fragility.

Unexpectedly, later on, her temperament changed suddenly, she was still sensitive, but no longer vulnerable, and she always said strange things...

Jian Qing raised her wrist, looked at the time, and asked, "Why hasn't the next one come yet? If not, call the next one to come in."

"The road is blocked, then I will cut off a number."

The LED display at the entrance of the consulting room has been changed from "Please enter the 02..." to "Please enter the 03..."

The staff of the medical education department organized a group to visit Director Yan in the ward, and there were only two interns left behind in the office.

Lu Yinxi rummaged through a pile of manuals, found Jian Qing's stamped mentor's manual, and took it away.

On the way, she secretly flipped through Jian Qing's comment to Wei Mingming, "You should be hardworking and have a positive attitude..." It looked like it was copied and pasted from the Internet, maybe Wei Mingming copied it himself, so Jian Qing signed it flamboyantly. name.

Go back and laugh a few words.

Back and forth, plus the hard-to-squeeze elevator, by the time we got back, almost twenty minutes had passed.

Lu Yinxi walked out of the elevator with the tutor booklet in his hand, and before he reached the door of the consulting room, he heard fierce quarrels in the distance.