Chapter 19: Wash your feet

Chapter Nineteen: Wash the feet of the family. Tian Yuan smiled, holding his arm to stand still, and exhaled.
When exhausted, some people support it, and it is more touching than anything.
Tired, let's go home. Normally, when he was too tired to stand a bit, he caught his heart.
This is the most pragmatic and simple concern. It doesn't need to be gorgeous, it doesn't need to be messy, but it can move people the most.
He was tired, a support, a hug, a cup of hot tea, all made him extremely loved.
Surgery is the same as fighting a war.
He snatched another, which is worth celebrating.
It's tiring, but it's worth it.
There is nothing more proud of being a doctor than seeing a patient recover and be discharged.
"Dr. Tian, ​​hurry, the second operating room is understaffed and the patient is in critical condition.
The little nurse burst out again and again, Tian Yuan was like chicken blood. Immediately, the exhaustion from the bones was wiped out. He pushed Pan Lei's hand away and pulled off the surgical suit Follow the nurse.
"It doesn't make people live anymore? The patients are rescued, and you're exhausted.
Pan Lei shouted angrily. Others didn't feel bad. He felt bad.
This mouth of his family is not a borrowed little donkey, working day and night.
The surgeon will always be the busiest and hardest person in the hospital. Two surgeries were performed in one breath. When the patient was out of the operating room, Tian Yuan couldn't bear the body. He worked one day during the day and over three o'clock at night. He supported him. In the last second, he almost fainted in the operating room.
The nurse helped him out of the operating room, and he slid down the wall and could no longer stand up.
The nurse unbuttoned his surgical gown, took off his hat, the face was soaked with sweat, and under the light of a shadowless lamp, it was pale and white, and his hair was in a wisp and his clothes were wet. People are like being taken out of water.
Pan Lei squatted beside him, took off his own coat, and draped it over Tian Yuan's body. He picked up his knees, crossed his waist, and hugged him slightly.
Tian Yuan gasped, and when he saw him, he could no longer smile.
His head rested weakly on his shoulder.
"Take me back to the office, it's going to light soon, and I won't go back.
You go back.
Pan Lei held back his anger and pain.
People in his family, others don't care if he cares.
He was distressed, and looking at his relief, his heart seemed to be beaten.
Hugged him without changing even the surgical gown and hug him directly home.
Tian Yuan was groggy and felt getting in the car. He closed his eyes for a moment and now gave him a bed. He can sleep until tomorrow morning.
Exhausted, his body is really not working. Where can this be? After two operations, he is about to die.
Really need exercise.
Feeling that the car stopped, he opened his eyes and saw the neighborhood where he lived.
Pan Lei paid for the car.
He opened the door and was about to go down. Hurry back home. He had to go to work at dawn, which was only a few hours.
"Don't move!" Pan Lei roared, and Tian Yuan kept the posture of driving the door with one hand and going down, and looked at Pan Lei with a crooked neck.
Why are you yelling at him so loudly? Want to play rogue and get rid of muddle, can't he wait for his spirit to recover? Pan Lei frowned and got out of the car.
Go around to him, open the door, hug him at the waist, and hold him tightly in his arms.
Tian Yuan is a little funny, just keep him from moving, just to hug him? "I'm just a little bit mental, not a broken leg, what are you doing so carefully?
Put me down, not the girl's house, the big man likes princess hug.
Pan Lei stared at him fiercely and threw him on the bed when he opened the door.
"Hurry off your clothes. It smells like blood and disinfectant. It's bad.
Take off and go to bed quickly.
"Brows are frowning into a Sichuan word, and there are no laughing expressions. It is as serious as training his recruits, getting up in five minutes, getting up and carrying luggage to gather.
Tian Yuan looked at him and removed the surgical gown from his body.
"What the am I doing? I asked you to wait for me in the middle of the night? If you don't come back, why do you blame me on your head.
"Pan Lei went to the bathroom and took a basin of warm water, and heard him complaining.
"I don't want to sleep yet, OK, get dressed, we go downstairs and go to work fifty miles while the air is fresh in the morning.
Tian Yuan shut up his mouth immediately and ran fifty miles. He just died.
Pan Lei squatted down, pulled his feet over, took off his shoes, pulled off his socks, and put his feet in the basin.
Rubbing his soles slowly, I don't know if he will really deceive, or pinch, press, really like a foot therapist.
Tian Yuan was taken aback. The treatment was so good. Pan Lei washed his feet? God, since he was five years old, his mother was n’t helping him wash his feet. He was thirty, and Pan Lei would squat down and wash his feet? It was more frightening than letting him see a ghost from the morgue.
Every man has this idea. Washing his wife's feet, massaging his wife's feet, talking about his parents' shorts, and then turning off the lights to sleep are all tender pictures.
, But this happened to him, it was too strange.
Pan Lei, like an uncle, Pan Lei, like a bandit, a man who stands up to the sky, as if he is the boss, can he squat down and wash his feet? Is he too tired to dream? The touch of the soles of the feet was not fake, and he really washed his feet again.
This cognition made him throw all fatigue away from the clouds.
"Don't do this, you let go of me, I'll do it myself.
Hurry and wash your hands.
"Pan Leike squeezed his feet, let him hide.
"The water is spilled.
Be honest.
You have been standing for too long, and your legs must not be able to stand. Ironing your feet will help your blood circulation, relieve fatigue, and you can sleep well.
"His feet were red. Pan Lei took a towel and wiped him clean.
Then shook off the quilt and shoved him into the quilt.
He patted him, and then bowed and kissed Tian Yuan's forehead.
"Good, baby, sleep.
"Tian Yuan was very touched, and kissed him like this after washing his feet. He seemed to be back in his childhood.
Blushing, lowered his eyes, and saw the towel.
It doesn't look right.
"Where did this towel come from?" "Washstand, not two towels. I'll just take one."
"Tian Yuan drew a towel and fell over Pan Lei's face.
"Your uncle, that's the towel I used to wash my face!"