Southern flower locust

Chapter 20 White Horse

Sen Huai was just listening to the consultation, Xiao Liu hurried over and said that he had a congenital heart disease in the park, and Sen Huai was puzzled for a while before he realized that he was talking about a white horse.

This person has not turned away from his heart for a long time, and he is the first to come to him when he is sick. He really treats him as almighty and can cure everything.Angrily, Sen Huai pulled a doctor out of his mind to the gazebo, saw Nan Li was there from a distance, and immediately loosened the collar he was holding.

Who would have thought that such a regretful remark would come face to face.

With the previous bad things, Sen Huai also understood that Nan Li Ding was not as gentle as he was in front of him, but he didn't know that it was quite intimidating. Dare to move.

And he found that he often forgot that the blood of the doctor flowed in Nan Li's bones.

"What's the matter?" Sen Huai pushed the doctor who had been brought over to the white horse for examination, then turned to ask Nan Li.

Nan Li obviously didn't expect Sen Huai to come, subconsciously glanced at the patient, and looked at the patient stiffly: "I got two needles."

"?" Sen Huai was puzzled, "When did you learn acupuncture?"

Nan Li thought for a while, and moved closer to Sen Huai'er: "I see, I haven't tried it."

"Ahem," Senhuai coughed twice, and said to the white horse who was touching the place where he was pricked by the needle, "Don't worry, this brother is a professional."

Baima seemed to be very interested in this way, and immediately looked at Nan Li with curiosity.

On the way to send the white horse back to the ward, Sen Huai briefly told Nan Li about the difficulties of the long-haired boy.Nan Li pondered for a while, and suggested, "How about crowdfunding?"

"I tried it," Senhuai said helplessly, "but when people came to take pictures, he refused to agree."

Nan Li's eyes lit up, Sen Huai thought for a while, and said, "No way, have you got his idea?"

Nan Li: "Very good material."

Sen Huai raised his eyebrows: "Then how can Nantah writers maintain the integrity of the story?"

Nan Li: "Talk."

"Are you coming?" Sen Huai stopped, "I've dabbled in psychology too, why don't you come and be my second assistant and write some novels."

"Not the landlord?"

"I've become your kitchen helper, what kind of landlord is so aggrieved."

"once."

"It's only once," Senhuai said, "but once it happens, it happens again and again."

Jiang Huan waited at the door of the ward, and when someone entered the ward, he grabbed Sen Huai, and Sen Huai gave Nan Li a reassuring look.

Jiang Huan: "Patient's parents still do not agree to talk."

Mori: "Well, let's call volunteers."

Jiang Huan was puzzled: "We contacted the patient's parents because the patient disagreed."

"Do you know Nanli?"

"Of course." She is still a fan of his books. Nan Li's novel on psychotherapy has been read as a textbook by the industry, but, "Why mention him all of a sudden?"

"If you want to create a character, you have to become a character first." Senhuai looked at Nan Li's back in the ward, and said word by word.

An hour later, Nan Li came out of the ward and nodded.

"That's all right?" Jiang Huan said, children of this age are stubborn, no matter it is right or wrong, as long as they are sure in their hearts, they will not easily admit defeat.

"He has the will to live." Nan Li stood back beside Sen Huai, who looked at him with a smile, and there seemed to be an invisible aura between their eyes.

"Uh, that," Jiang Huan couldn't help but say, "I haven't asked this one yet?"

"Nan Li." Nan Li said.

Jiang Huan raised his hand to cover his mouth with an excited expression.Sen Huai rolled her eyes speechlessly, she dared to believe that she didn't understand what she said just now.At this time, he was even more indifferent to Nanli, sometimes he only needed a look to convey the meaning.

Even the roommates who have been with each other for a longer time can't reach this tacit understanding, maybe it has something to do with the brain, Senhuai complained in his heart.

Because Baima doesn't like crowds, only Sen Huai, Nan Li, Jiang Huan and a volunteer entered the ward.The volunteer was a student, looking sleepy, but when he saw the long-haired boy lying on the ward, his expression changed: "White horse?!"

The white horse didn't seem to expect to see the other party either, his face paled instantly, and his eyes began to avoid.

Seeing that the scene was wrong, Jiang Huan was about to step forward to persuade him, but the student said, "How dare you be a disgusting person like you? I don't even think about who will give you money. People like you should die. .”

"Student," Sen Huai said with a cold face, "I want to stay in Germany."

Jiang Huan also said: "Please go out."

"Doctor, you have been deceived. He is just a pervert who wears women's clothing. He is as delicate and weak as a girl in normal clothes." The student curled his lips and said disdainfully, "I see, he is a gay."

The most fearful thing in the heart was mercilessly pulled out and displayed under the light. Even a healthy person would tremble with anger, let alone a person with congenital heart disease.

The white horse tightly clutched his chest, gasping for breath. Seeing that the student wanted to say something more, Sen Huai immediately dragged him out, not forgetting to say to Jiang Huan: "Give Nanli the needle! Hurry up!"

There are also different types of treatment. Nan Li first considered taking medicine because he could not guarantee his own acupuncture, but at this time acupuncture is the quickest rescue method.

After throwing that student out, Senhuai immediately turned back while contacting Xinwai.

It has to be said that Nan Li's medical talent really amazed him, and the white horse has already recovered from his kung fu.

"He's gone?" the white horse asked.

The student stood at the door dumbfounded. He just wanted to mock the pervert a few words as he did in school, but he didn't expect the pervert to be really sick. A bit of guilt came to his mind, but it was more because he thought he said those words Later, he would at least be severely criticized and educated, but Senhuai left without even looking at him, which did not conform to his understanding of adults.

If Senhuai knew what he was thinking, he would definitely smile with disdain, not mentioning why he should educate a stranger. Besides, a person's cognition of a thing is very stubborn, and seeing that student's face makes him feel ashamed. Knowing that his understanding of the white horse has solidified.If it is education, it must be playing the piano to the cow, no matter how hard you speak, you will not listen.

He's not that free.

"How is it?" Senhuai put on a stethoscope and asked Nanli.

"not good."

After listening carefully for a while, Sen Huai said: "You should rest well first, I..."

"No," Baima interrupted him, "I want to say it now, not now, and not in the future."

Sen Huai looked at Nan Li, saw Nan Li nodded slightly, and let it go.

Baima pondered for a while, his impetuous aura was gradually suppressed, and he didn't ask until the brewing was complete.

"Have you ever seen a green face?" Not wanting to get any response, he continued, "I have seen it before my mother knew me

When I like to wear skirts, I have seen them. "

"I don't know why, but she still liked to braid my hair and make me wear floral skirts when I was a child. What I could do when I was a child, why can't I do it when I grow up?"

"It's the same with the girls in the class. They said I was pretty, and they always made me wear skirts at the beginning. When I really wore them, everyone looked at me." Bai Ma narrowed his eyes, as if recalling those mocking, Disgusted, disdainful, "I don't understand."

"I don't care what they think, I live according to my preferences every day. This is what all of them taught me, 'One person, one way to live, live according to the way you think is beautiful.' This is what they taught me , I did it, but they denied it.”

"why?"

"I'm not a girl and I don't want to be a girl. I wear long hair, wear skirts, and make up just because I like it. I was not taught that boys can't do these things. My mother was very angry, but she didn't say that. Kick me out. Until someone says, I'm gay."

"I'm not. I've said it a million times, yes I'll admit it, and no I'll deny it. I've said it a million times, I like girls, I want to be in love with girls, like boys like boys, want to To fall in love with a boy."

"Why do people who wear skirts like men? I have never heard such absurd remarks since I was a child. But no one believed it, and my mother didn't believe it. She told me to raise me until I was an adult, and then don't come back and throw her home. s face."

"Later I knew that Chagall had also seen the green face. What an honor, he is such a gentle artist."

After Baima finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body was not as tense as before, but in it, he didn't mention his congenital disease at all.Perhaps in his heart, the disease is really not that important except that it can threaten life.

"So, don't bother to find my parents anymore. They are businessmen, and they are most afraid of losing face. They wish I could die."

"No." Sen Huai looked up at him, "The idea is good, but the approach is wrong. If you are stubborn and live according to your own ideas, you have to bear the consequences. Since you don't care about other people's opinions, you have chosen the most extreme one. road."

Baima lowered his eyes: "Then what do you think I should do? Don't tell them what I like and enjoy myself secretly?"

Nan Li clenched his fists behind his back, he was very, very concerned about Sen Huai's opinion.

"Of course not," Sen Huai leaned against the window, "I've heard a saying that whether it's right or not depends on the times, and whether it's right or not depends on yourself."

"You live in the era, so you can't go your own way, but if you want to stick to your choice, you have to take a step back. It's not not to announce, but not to announce."

Mori Huai stopped, and he glanced at the bread tree outside the window: "We will contact your parents, and you should tell them that you still like Chinese medicine."

The white horse looked at him in surprise, and nodded after a long time.

"Doctor Sen," Baima called to them who were about to leave, "I've heard of many cases where patients couldn't be saved if they didn't have the consciousness to survive. Is that true?"

"Do you think we doctors are all practicing Zen, and then saving sentient beings?"

"thank you all."

After coming out of the ward, Sen Huai looked at the time, it was almost one o'clock.

"It's a bit late, is there time?" They rushed home and had to cook.

"Go to the cafeteria." Nan Li suggested.

"Huh? Who told you that you can't go to the cafeteria yesterday? It's so unpredictable." Senhuai said so, but walked towards the cafeteria with Nan Li.

Seeing that Nan Li didn't speak, Sen Huai wasn't annoyed, he was used to it anyway, and continued on his own: "The pork knuckle here is really strong, and there are also lion head crossing the bridge rice noodles, especially..."

Sen Huai suddenly stopped speaking, Nan Li looked at him.

"It's okay," Sen Huai lowered his eyelids, only to realize that there are quite a lot of dishes in the cafeteria.

The red mole on the tip of the eyebrow quietly flew up, still bright.

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