Chapter 6 The Love of Straight Girls

To say that people studying medicine are also bold risk-averse. Facing the internal structure of human body damaged by various factors, doctors can do overlapping work for it calmly and be a normal and healthy person. Similarly, it has become commonplace to be accustomed to these bloody scenes since childhood. But obviously, her thoughts didn't turn around for a while, and Gu Qingrong could accept the scene she thought she could accept. At noon, the students were resting in the dormitory, and the medical room was empty. When they came in, they could smell disinfectant. As soon as Gu Qingrong came in, what impacted his sight was the dirty human body soaked in formalin, the dry human body hole and the cut-away human body structure map covered with walls. He swallowed his saliva and stood in front of a large microscope, with the veins standing out in his temples beating faintly for fear. Once passed, scalpel, ophthalmic forceps, ophthalmic scissors, pins, cotton and other tools were prepared aside. Wearing goggles and latex gloves, she fixed the mouse on the fixing plate, held the scalpel in her right hand, and cut the mouse's stomach along the middle line with a straight face. The skin tissue and muscle texture were displayed one by one in the next action. She looked up and saw Gu Qingrong carrying her back. She asked funny, "Why, are you afraid?" Gu Qingrong waved with his hand, but his body still did not dare to turn around. "I am not afraid of a girl. How can you be more timid than me as a boy?" Gu Qingrong, who suddenly felt afraid of these things, was very cute. How can she misunderstand his courage and uprightness? ! Gu Qingrong raised the decibel of his voice: "Can't boys be afraid of this? Boys are also human beings!" "Yes, too." Zeng passed and nodded with a smile and continued to dissect. The medical room was silent and the two did not speak. The continuous breathing sound is clearly visible, and he can still hear the slight "scrape" sound of dissecting muscle structure. His appearance of being disrespectful of integrity once passed, but it amused his mind. Gu Qingrong stood up straight and asked behind her back, "What did you dissect?" Once passed his eyes and turned, he smiled: "Heart." "Is it... what animal?" "People." "..." He felt that there was not enough saliva to swallow. "I have something to do, first, go first." "Stop!" She took out the mouse's heart. "I lied to you, not a human being, but a mouse. You turn around and have a look?" Gu Qingrong brewed for a long time before slowly turning around, and his eyes fell on the mice that had been dissected and had their stomachs open, and their inner organs were all exposed. His brows began to frown, his whole face twisted together, and he quivered, "Is the mouse alive?" "No." Zeng passed and patiently explained this. "Every quarter, the school will buy some large, healthy and virus-free mice to do experiments for medical students. Because mice are mammals, which are similar to the internal organs and organs of human body, many scholars in medicine, biology and other fields mostly use mice for research. Dissecting creatures such as mice and frogs is the most common homework for our medical students. " She continued: "We also know that mice have contributed a lot to our industry. In order to show respect for it, mice must have no vital signs before dissecting." Gu Qingrong nodded, and after getting used to it, he could slowly look straight at it. In the face of his major, he talked more and began to dissect the heart of mice layer by layer, explaining to him the professional scientific name of each part. Gu Qingrong stood upright and nodded from time to time. In the end, Zeng passed and thought he understood. He was surprised and asked if he understood. As a result, he said, "I don't understand, nodding just to show politeness." "..." "My dad wanted me to study medicine." Gu Qingrong suddenly mentioned. Zeng passed and froze. Thinking of his just maladjustment, he smiled: "You are not suitable for studying medicine." "Indeed." He looked a little self-deprecating. "I'm not suitable, I don't like it, but it's mainly..." He suddenly stopped. "What is the main thing?" He looked at her, his eyes deep, like a dark quagmire, outsiders can't see what happened inside. It took him a long time to say, "Nothing." She knew he didn't want to say it, and she didn't force it any more. After dissecting, extracting the blood inside, and then putting it under a microscope to watch, it was found that the micro-life inside was beating and the vitality was tenacious. Gu Qingrong was called by her to see it together. He refused at first, but she took him to see it on the grounds that "you don't believe me, I want you to see my professionalism". Gu Qingrong leaned over to see that compared with the bright red blood visible to the naked eye, the smart micro-life inside deserves his admiration. As the saying goes, every major and every industry has their unique charm. I once liked medicine, every smart life in nature, conquering difficult and complicated diseases, and seeing the smile on the patient's face when he recovered. He likes short track speed skating, the speed of skating on the field, the feeling of soaring, and the glorious moment of standing on high when winning medals. The two men were very close together. After passing, they could obviously feel his breathing spread evenly. The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly rose. The thoughts in my heart were at sixes and sevens, and my ears were red instantly. Too close, in case any bad-looking ideas pop up, she'd better leave. After reading it, Zeng passed again to suture the mice. It was already 1: 30 p.m. after suturing. The students are coming to class. After they clean up, they leave the medical room. "Gu Qingrong, do you believe me now?" This is what Gu Qingrong said when he left the medical room. Gu Qingrong chuckled and said, "I believe it." * When I returned to the dormitory after class in the afternoon, I was still thinking that Gu Qingrong believed in her professional ability. Why didn't I mention asking her to help him? Does he really have something to hide from this disease? This doubt troubled her until Su Xiaoman, who had just taken a shower and came out of the bathroom, called her back. Su Xiaoman saw her trance, pulled up a chair and sat down. While wiping her wet hair, she stared at Zeng Shao and asked, "Zeng Shao, miss spring, you? How can you not call it?" He returned to absolute being and stared at her: "Fuck you!" "Where did you go at noon? Why don't you go back to the dormitory to take a nap?" "Go to the medical room." "Why?" "Do anatomy homework." "Alone?" "No, with Gu Qingrong." "Gu Qingrong?!!" Su Xiaoman's shocked voice decibel mentioned that his roommates Li Yunyun and an Xiaochun, who were lying in bed, projected their eyes, like a scanning machine gun, eyeing up. After a while, I realized that I had spilled my mouth and wanted to hide it. I didn't expect the more I concealed it, the more loopholes the lies were. Finally, she chose to give up. "So, are you chasing senior Gu Qingrong?" Su Xiaoman concluded. "No!!" Once passed hurriedly denied, but a full face of panic. "Since not, then why did you take him into the medical room? If I remember correctly, Gu Xuechang studied architectural design, right?" Seeing that Zeng passed and wanted to explain, but I haven't come out for a long time, Su Xiaoman smiled clearly and comforted him: "I know, I understand. Lovely, in fact, although Gu Xuechang looks very cold and likes to swear and have a strange temper, his parents have to be handsome! You see, he is the most potential short track speed skater of A University, and he is a big man who strives for glory for the country. You like him without losing money. " "Su Xiaoman, don't say it!" He ridiculed him with shame and annoyance. Li Yunyun put his hand on Zeng Shao's shoulder and said earnestly, "It's just passed. I advise you. If we like boys and want to chase others in the future, don't take them to the medical room. It's full of dirty internal constructors of the human body, and the average person will feel queasy when looking at it, which can greatly reduce the success rate you pursue!" An Xiaochun also echoed: "Dissect the corpse on the spot and show it to the boys you like. It has passed. You are really a fighter among straight women!" "You, stop it!" I jumped up in a hurry. "I went to take a bath and didn't care about you!" Running into the bathroom to take a bath, I also heard the "arrogant" laughter of the women behind me. I'm so angry! She is not chasing Gu Qingrong at all! * That night, I read some medical books again, and even looked up related diseases on the Internet. There were many related examples, but there was no magical case that the face swelled due to eating too much, and it was completely cured every other day. Zeng passed and stood on the balcony, looking at the bright lights on the campus in the dark night. His sight finally fell on the boys' dormitory opposite him. The more he thought about it, the deeper his brows frowned. In this year, every time you fled the stadium like a deserter, Gu Qingrong, do you feel frustrated? After all, short track speed skating is your favorite thing. Are you sad to leave suddenly at the moment of glory and watch the people applauding you whisper because you left? The cold wind blew over, and it hurt a little on my face. I took my cotton pajamas tightly and collected my thoughts. At that time, the mobile phone rang in my hand, and I picked it up and answered it. "Dad, do you have any information about this disease over there?" Zeng passed and asked. "Girl, Dad has been checking for a long time. There are only clear cases of emotional eating disorder. There is no case of swollen face caused by crazy eating, and the next day it is magical and good." Once passed a little lost, did not speak. Zeng Dad noticed her emotional changes and asked, "Is your male classmate in serious condition now? If it is serious, Dad will either take time to go to your school. Let's take a look at you and see the symptoms of the male classmate with our own eyes." "He said that for a year, it seems that it should belong to the early symptoms." "When will you come to see me?" "It's not clear, the courtyard is busy, if dad is on vacation, he will go to see you with his mother. Don't be sad, your classmates will definitely be safe and healthy." After hanging up the phone, it snowed again outside. Zeng passed and reached out to pick it up. Snowflakes fell to the palm and finally melted into water. It was very cold. Yes, Gu Qingrong, you will be physically and mentally healthy and will make great achievements!