Tian Yuan smiled. He leaned on Pan Lei's arm to stand firm and then drew in a breath. When you are exhausted and someone stands by your side, you would feel moved more than anything else. On ordinary days, when he is feeling tired, he simply goes home, alone, on his own.
As he was a little unsteady, Tian Yuan surrendered himself and willingly allowed Pan Lei to support him. This is the most pragmatic and simplest type of care. It was not spectacular, and there was no hype, but it is the best way to move people.
When he is worn out, the simple act of giving support, a hug, or a cup of hot tea, makes him feel loved.
Surgery is the same as war. Every time, you race against the clock to snatch people from the gates of death. He was able to snatch one today and that gave him more reason to celebrate.
Although he was dog-tired, it was all worth it. As a doctor, nothing can make him prouder than seeing a patient recover and be discharged from the hospital.
"Dr. Tian, quick! The manpower in the second operating room is not enough and the patient is in critical condition!" The young nurse rushed out once again in a hurried manner.
Tian Yuan seemed to have been injected with chicken blood [1] as the tiredness that had just emerged from his bones was swept away in an instant. He pushed open Pan Lei's hand and pulled off the surgical gown. He followed the nurse and walked away.
"Would this also not allow a human to live?! The patient was already saved. You are also tired and almost paralyzed!" Pan Lei's anger had reached the heavens as he bellowed in rage. If other people do not feel distressed, he does! His family's wife is not a borrowed donkey to make him work day and night!
The surgeon is always the busiest and the most laborious person in the hospital. In one breath, two surgeries were done. The patient was pushed out from the operating room.
Tian Yuan's body cannot take it anymore. He had worked during the day and now, it was already three o'clock in the morning of the next day. Fortunately, he was able to make it to the last second even though he nearly fainted in the operating room.
The nurse held him out of the operating room. Tian Yuan slipped down the wall and could no longer stand up. The nurse untied his surgical gown and took off his hat. This revealed Tian Yuan's face that was soaked in sweat.
Under the illumination of the shadowless light, his facial color that was as pale as white is noticeable. His hair was like wisps of mist and the clothes on his body were also wet. He looks like a fish that just came out of the water.
Pan Lei squatted next to him, took off his own coat, and draped it on Tian Yuan's body. He placed his arm underneath Tian Yuan's knees, and the other arm around his waist. He exerted a little bit of force to carry Tian Yuan horizontally in his arms.
Tian Yuan breathed in and upon seeing Pan Lei, he can not keep on smiling anymore as he relaxed and rested his head weakly on his shoulder. "Send me back to the office. The sky will brighten up soon. I will not go back home. You should go back on your own."
Pan Lei held back his anger and bottled up his distressed feelings. Other people may not care about his family but he does care a lot. He was so distressed as he looked at him in this near-death appearance and he feels like his heart was being beaten up.
He carried Tian Yuan without changing his surgical gown and took him home directly. Tian Yuan lost a bit of his consciousness and felt like he got into a car. Nevertheless, he closed his eyes and took a nap for a while.
Exhausted, Tian Yuan thought that his body really is not good. When the two operations were done, he almost died. He really needed to exercise.
Realizing that the car had stopped, Tian Yuan opened his eyes and recognized that they arrived at the place where he lives.
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