Entrust the rest of my life to you (余生，请多指教)

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APRIL 17, 2009

After I got back from lunch, I saw a patient's family member in the hallway and stopped Doctor Gu.

"Doctor Gu, could you please give me your contact number?"

"The head nurse has the on-duty phone number for my office and nurses' station."

"How about your personal contact number?"

"Hospital doesn't allow us to share our personal contact information to external people."

"Doctor Gu, please give it to me. I won't give it to anyone."

"My apologies, private calls are inconvenient."

I went back to the ward, and Teacher Lin prepared to go out.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Ask for Doctor's contact number."

I raised a note in my hand, "On-duty phone number? I already asked the head nurse."

Teacher Lin completely ignored me, "My ward mate said that the on-duty phone line was too busy to get through, so I will ask the Doctor directly."

"He won't give it -" to you. That person had gone away.....

Ten minutes later, after I finished washing the fruit, Teacher Lin already leaned on the bed and listened to the radio.

"Did you get it?" I asked him casually.

"Hmm."

I turned my head stiffly, "Whose?"

Teacher Lin ate the grapes leisurely, "Doctor Gu's."

In the afternoon, Doctor Gu came to remove another half of the stitches. I tried hard to see anything unusual from his face, but he was calm as usual. Teacher Lin was very interested in chatting with him, "This speed, you are skillful."

After the doctor finished the removal, he straightened up his body and smiled, "Of course, I sewed this."

The Doctor answered one by one. He watched me write while he maintained a good interaction with my parents. When I finished, he politely nodded to us, nothing unusual. I looked at the notebook in my hand, am I overthinking?

APRIL 18, 2009

After the morning examination, Doctor Gu was nowhere to be found. Without the discharged notice from the doctor, we couldn't continue the patient's discharge process.

"He has two operations in the morning." The head nurse pointed on the board behind her, the first was at 08:30, and the second was at 10:30, "Wait for him to come back to work in the afternoon."

Around 10 o'clock, I packed Teacher Lin's bag, and from the ward door, came a knock. A person who was wearing a surgical gown came in. It only showed a pair of wyes, holding a medical record folder in his hand, took out a signed notice letter.

"Don't you have an operation?"

"There's twenty minutes in between."

I looked at him and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Go on with the formalities. Otherwise, you won't be going home today." He walked away as hurriedly as he walked in.

Took medicine, duplicated the medical case, paid the bill, proofed the medical insurance certificate. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, as I was in the car and left the hospital, I looked back at the inpatient building, feeling slightly unclear.

MAY 3, 2009

Several days later, the regular returned calls from the nurse station were the only contact I had with the hospital when Teacher Lin's leukocyte index fell. From aside, I heard my mother made two phone calls to the Doctor. The response was nothing more than other official responses such as "thank you" and "you're welcome."

I held my head and looked at the dark tunnel outside the window. The glass window reflected a man who was playing with the IC card on his had. Suddenly I thought of someone; he also flipped his IC card on his fingertip after work while walking to the subway.

On this day, I returned to X city. I rushed out my books but felt that something is invisible but overwhelming.

In the evenings, I lived in Sansan's dormitory. Her school with the school that I re-tested were in the same university area. After I finished my shower and wiped my hair, I looked back ans=d saw Sansan's face wondering, "Miss, why do I suddenly feel that you have a kind of 'just frowned your eyebrows but it showed your thought'."

(Just frowned your eyebrows but it showed your thought' = what's on her mind clearly shows on her face.)

"Please drop your science and eithic course, don't quote classical texts as a parade of erudition.

"So, that Doctor Gu, when are you going to finish it?"

"..... you better continue to recite the ancient poems." Don't expect to find anything from this lady.

"I know you feel embarrassed, so this sister just helped you send a text message from your cell phone."

"What?!"

I rushed to flip out my phone, a text "Do you have a girlfriend?" boldly stood in the mailbox.

Careless in making friends! Absolutely carelessness in making friends! I wish I could hit the wall!

"Big sister! Tomorrow I will have my re-examination, can't you let me have a good mental state?!"

"Good spirits can come often, but a good man rarely exists. These little comrades help you to strive." Sansan caught a towel and flew into the bathroom.

I covered the quilt on myself with grief and anger, looked at the incomparable rippling text message on the phone screen. I never had this kind of hope before, but I hoped a virus attacks the Mobile Communication towers!

The phone didn't received a reply message until I fell asleep. Before I fell asleep, I tried hard to hypnotize myself, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Doctor Gu doesn't know my number, maybe he thinks it was a prank message."

Later, I realised how wrong I was!

Special Dialog:

Doctor: Hahahaha.......

(what are you laughing at? I've only known you for ten days or more, and you dare to leave your phone number. I haven't ask you yet!)

Doctor: Is there any problem if I gave my number to the patient's family?

(>_<.....)