Chapter 2 Chapter Two: Seven years later, Danshen

Seven years after I, Xiaobai, and Xin Ning drank two cases of Yanjing beer in Yanquelou, I finished my first novel, the D key of my laptop with a broken Toshiba black and white screen was knocked out, and my right hand suffered from tenosynovitis Made a mistake, I drank a big drink again. I was lying in the special needs ward of Renhe Hospital, alone in a separate room.There was nothing in my mind, I just remembered that I drank too much wine.I thought, God is right, I have done all the bad things, and I have finally become a fool. On the foot side of the hospital bed, there was a plastic bag with a cardboard inside, which read: Qiushui, male, 30 years old, reason for admission: deep coma after acute alcohol poisoning.I thought that the person described on the paper card should be me, but I twitched my mouth several times, unable to understand the meaning of "deep coma after acute alcohol poisoning", and couldn't remember who I drank with this time Wine, do not know where and when.

Seven years ago, when I was in medical school, I used to think, when will I be able to lie in this special needs ward, cunt.This ward is on the south side of the new inpatient building, and the walls are painted in a pink color that makes people want to survive, instead of the moss-like haunted green in ordinary hospital buildings.There is a special drop-off position at the entrance of the inpatient building, and a huge cement turntable above it blocks the sight of the surrounding buildings.I once looked around for a long time from the windows of the surrounding nurse building, resident dormitory, and basic research institute of the Academy of Medical Sciences. I imagined that I had a Type 5 or 6 semi-automatic rifle in my hand. The drop-off location on the ward.My experience of war comes from the movie "Railway Guerrilla", a year of formal military training at Xinyang Army Academy and "Command and Conquer" produced by Westwood Studio. The sniper in "Command and Conquer" is a cunt, riveting into the soil like a stone, disappearing into the building like shit, waiting for the next idiot to appear, and killing him with a single shot.

Seven years later, I was lying in the special needs ward, my mind was blank, I was thinking hard, where is this?Why am I here?I just remembered that it's safe here, and no snipers could shoot me black in the place where I got off the car. The room has a table, a chair, a sofa, and a bathroom.There is a black square box on the table in the room, there are always colorful liars shaking hands in meetings, colorful lunatics singing and dancing, colorful fools crying, colorful girls with two words "lusty" written on their foreheads uniformly, when to open it and when Yes, I can't remember what the nurse called it, but it's a foreign alphabet.There are no bathrobes and bath salts in the bathroom, the door cannot be fully closed, the shower and the tub are not separated, and there is not a small vase on the sink to put a fresh carnation or lucky bamboo, "at most a three-star hotel", I think.

I am wearing blue and white vertical striped underwear, made of cotton, spacious and comfortable, with the head of the bed independent, the window is open, the airflow shuttles back and forth from my crotch, the pubic hair is fluttering, the scrotum is dry, and the sperm motility is high.The people coming and going around are all wearing white coats. When I woke up on the first day, I thought it was a massage parlor. If it's a massage parlor, the first question that bothers me is whether this is a legitimate or an informal massage parlor.I asked three ladies who claimed to be nurses, "Is there any massage oil and special clothes? How many types of massage oil are there? Do you have hand massage, wave massage, hip massage and ice fire?" The ladies are very young, in their early twenties at most. , wearing pink clothes, the same color as the wall, occasionally led by an old head nurse with two stripes on his hat, a large group of them filed in, but their clothes were opaque, no metal sheets, plastic beads, no Shiny, with an average figure, no long white legs that glisten in the dim light, no deep cleavage that is drawn out by the clothes, no "Fantasy Geometry", "King Catherine", "Sun City", "Golden Age" ’, ‘Golden Splendor’, or the ‘Golden Hour’ kind of gate-opening, parade-out, welcome-to-hormone crowd into the leprechaun’s hole.

Three ladies who claimed to be nurses gave me similar answers: "We don't know what is pushing oil, what is special clothing, and what is ice and fire. We have intravenous injections, intramuscular injections, and spinal injections. Some of them are given anesthesia, and some are not. , but must be disinfected, cotton swab dipped in complex iodine. Tell me, what is pushing oil? The fur hasn't faded yet.The old gangster Kong Jianguo said authoritatively when I was studying "Physiology and Hygiene" in junior high school that the thin yellow breast hair is a typical sign of a virgin. After studying, the score is above 90, but it is still impossible to judge whether Kong Jianguo's statement is science or superstition.I concluded that this is not an informal massage parlor. In fact, I can't remember what push oil, ice fire and special clothes are.

If this is a regular massage parlor, I can determine the city I am in. When I was so busy in the past, I used the airport and the massage parlor to determine which city I was in. I asked the nurse, "Is Lao Bai there? Is Xiaoyan there?" If any of them were there, I could tell it was the Ningkang Blind Massage Parlor in Dongdaqiao, Beijing.Xiaoyan knows the acupoints accurately, is young, moves quickly, and never slackens. Even if I passed out during the massage, my hands would not stop and the strength would not decrease.My criteria for judging a good masseur are two simple ones, first, can they make me fart and hiccup quickly, and second, make me pass out.Xiao Yan can make me fart and burp within ten minutes, and make me pass out within ten minutes.Ningkang massage parlor for the blind has only two rooms, one room has three massage beds. We must try to fart early and fart late. If you smell other people’s farts, you will lose money.The fart gas rushed out, the body floated in mid-air, the mind was dazed, and eye gum flowed down.Lao Bai has white dandruff, one eye, strength, a pair of big fleshy hands, and a thumb is bigger than my buttocks.My height of 1.8 meters melted quickly under Lao Bai's huge fleshy hands, like clay, crystal jellybeans, flowing like molten steel, and quickly returned to the embryonic state of 1.8 centimeters in length, curled up, quiet, like ears tiny and cute.The nurse said: "Professor Bai retired. In the morning, he practiced 48-style Taijiquan near the Wulong Pavilion in Beihai Park, danced South American ballroom dances, and sang 'We Sing the East Is Red'. In the afternoon, he went to the University for the Elderly, where he learned from Yan Zhenqing and meticulous flower and bird feathers. Dr. Xiaoyan went abroad, the United States, suspended without pay, still doing cardiology, catheter intervention, postdoctoral, took too much radiation, had three miscarriages, and recently gave birth to a fool, who is also a U.S. citizen. I don’t know if he will come back or not. When will you come back?" It must be wrong, both Laobai and Xiaoyan are blind, and they both graduated from Baoding Massage School for the Blind.

I then asked: "Is No. 301 here? Or is No. 3 here?" If No. 301 is there, it is the best massage in Nanjing. If No. 3 is there, it is the Atlantic Sauna in Shenzhen.No. 301 in Nanjing weighed at least 80 catties. He wanted to donate blood many times but was politely rejected, but he had a thousand catties of strength in his fingers.I like strong ones. After returning to China, two years of consulting career, ninety hours of work a week, ruined my entire spine, cervical pain, thoracic pain, lumbar pain, sacral pain, coccyx pain, and both sides of the spine. It is full of lumpy muscle strain and muscle calcification, like two strings of iron broad beans, anytime it is pressed, it will be hard, sore and swollen.After cremation, my two strings of iron broad beans will become clean and restrained relics. No. 301 broke the lumbar spine of a two-hundred-jin fat man. No. 301 told me, "It's not my fault. Damn, I have suffered from vertebral tuberculosis for more than ten years. I don't know it. The vertebrae are all crispy and tofu." No. 3 in Shenzhen is the embryo of a novelist, from Xiangxi, with thin hair Fine, the temperament is close to the young Shen Congwen and the middle-aged Can Xue, and the perspective, words and taste are all on the road.The first time I looked for No. 3, I lay face down on my back. After half an hour, No. 3 said: "How tall are you? It's less than 1.8 meters? Your legs are so beautiful, thin and long. Do you exercise regularly? , Sweating a lot? The skin is so smooth and compact after sweating a lot, smoother than my thighs, turn off the light, and shine. Just cut it off and give it to me."

Then he said: "No, there is too much hair, and the stockings can't cover it, it will overflow." Finally, after thinking about it, he said: "It's okay, you can shave. If it grows fast, you can pull it out with pain. If the hair follicles are gone, they won’t grow any more.” Of these three sentences, I couldn’t catch up with any of them, so I pretended to be asleep and soared into the sky.The nurse in my room said: "Hospital 301 is in Wukesong, not Dongdan. I don't know what No. 3 means. We call it by name or comrade here." I'm out of luck.I'm not in a hurry, which city I'm in, I'll figure it out slowly.

I lay on my back on the bed, the sheets were white, smelled of clean disinfectant, my neck, shoulders, back, waist and tailbone didn’t hurt at all, not even the pain around the atlantoaxial joint and the third transverse process of the lumbar , How long have I been lying down?Usually, these places are painful anytime the hands press them.Fatty Wu, who entered the consulting company a year earlier than me, suffered from a herniated lumbar intervertebral disc. When it was severe, he lay face up on the floor, holding up a draft slide file to read with both hands. The body still twisted a few times, as if what was being held was not a draft of a 200-page slide document but a teenage girl with a hundred pounds of yellow flowers.When the back pain was not too severe, he reluctantly had a fat son with his wife.The son weighed ten catties at birth, but Fatty Wu said that now he weighs tens of catties.Going home to play with my son, he lay face down on his back, his son stepped on his back, the whole little foot stepped on it, the size and strength were like an adult's thumb.Imagining this scene makes my mouth water.I also went to get a girl, and I also lay face up, and I lifted the girl up like a draft of a slide document, and I also endured the pain to get the whole son out, eleven catties, one catty more than Fatty Wu's son, I I want my son to step on my back.

I lay on my back on the bed, and there was a circle of light steel rails on the ceiling for hanging infusion bottles. It is estimated that I have become a fool very steadily. When I first entered the hospital yesterday, there were more than a dozen bottles hanging on the light steel track, and now there is only one left.There is a red clear liquid in the bottle, I don't know what it is. When I was on "Neurology", a professor of neurology who became famous very early asked me in public, "What kind of medicine can be used for patients in the recovery period of cerebral hemorrhage."

"I don't know. During the recovery period of cerebral hemorrhage, it is necessary to prevent further bleeding and to prevent blood clots. It's not easy. "I remember saying that. "Look at what medicine this patient is taking? Think about the great medicine of the motherland." The female professor of neurology pointed to a patient in the ward.The patient was lying on his back on the bed, with age spots on his face, the size of a mung bean or broad bean, and a flattering smile. After reading the female neurology professor, he looked at me.There is a light steel track on the ceiling, and a bottle of red clear liquid is hung on the track. "I don't know, I didn't learn well." "Think about it, what color is the medicine?" "Red." "What is the most famous medicine in our country's traditional medicine?" "Liuwei Dihuang Pills, tonify the kidneys, mainly treat tinnitus and weak legs. Middle-aged people in their 30s and 40s can take it, and it will be beneficial without any harm." "Let me ask more specifically, what is the most famous medicinal material in our country's traditional medicine?" "Ginseng." "Then tell me, what kind of medicine can patients in the recovery period of cerebral hemorrhage take?" The female professor of neurology stood in front of me, her eyes filled with excitement. I can't keep up with this kind of hydrangea.When I was in elementary school, I recited a Tang poem called "The Day of Hoe Harvest" repeatedly aloud. My dad asked me what dynasty was after the Tang Dynasty, but I couldn't answer. My mother jumped out of the door, took a big mop, took a hat from the coat hook behind the door, and put it on the wooden stick of the mop.My mother stood in front of me, her eyes were full of excitement: "What is a hat on the wood?" I don't know, I asked, is there any millet porridge for our family to eat vegetable meat buns at night? "Red ginseng." I said to the female professor of neurosis. "What is red called in ancient Chinese?" "It's also called Hong. In the Ming Dynasty, there was the Hongwan case. A woman who does needlework is called Nuhong. After giving birth to a daughter, she hid a jar of wine and drank it when she broke her body. She called her daughter Hong." I said. "Danshen, remember, students, remember, Danshen, Danshen. Students of medical university, read less English, memorize less words, such as New Oriental, TOEFL, GRE, they will not kill you, and will not affect your going to the United States Read more medical books! Even if you go to the United States, you have to rely on your ability to make a living. When we started the Cultural Revolution and jumped in the queue to Inner Mongolia, we had no books, no "New Oriental Words", no novels, no magazines, and no farts. I only carry a copy of "Neurology" in my luggage. I read it at all times, when I miss home, when I miss Beijing, and when I feel like crying.In five years, I read it 18 times and memorized them all. If you don’t believe me, you can test me. I know what kind of nerves and blood vessels pass through all the holes at the base of the skull with a diameter greater than two millimeters.You were born in a good time, you have to learn to work hard.A smart person with hard work is a master.If you don’t believe me, Professor Wang of the Department of Internal Medicine didn’t have any books during the Cultural Revolution. He only brought a copy of "Internal Medicine" when he jumped in line. Those who are younger or younger than him are not as knowledgeable as him. Professor Wang is naturally the boss and the professor. " Said the female professor of neurology. Xiaohong told me that she can't pick up hydrangeas either.No matter how long other people stare at her, she doesn't understand what they mean, whether they are asking for directions, asking for money, or asking for yesterday's endocrinology class notes.I said, for you, it's simple. If someone looks at you later, if it's a man, the eyes will be full of wanting to touch your little hands and the bed covered with white sheets; if it's a woman, the eyes will be full of jealousy. Have I become a convalescent cerebral hemorrhage? No doctor came to see me, and there was only one drop bottle on the ceiling above my head.A little female doctor came to my bed every afternoon around three o'clock. She painted her lips with rose red, which matched her two blushes very well. She was probably not yet menopausal, so I decided that she was not a female professor.She is not tall, and she stood and asked me how I was today. The two eggplant-shaped breasts were at the same level as my bed, and there was no sign of sagging. The outline of the nipples could not be seen under the white coat.The sun shines in from the windows on the west, and farther to the west is the golden-roofed glazed tiles of the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Forbidden City. "What is 97 plus 16?" The little female doctor asked me with a smile, and she asked me the same question every time.When she laughed, her eyes narrowed, her nose was wrinkled, and the skin above her nose had four or five thin creases. That face was the third eggplant-like place on her body, compared with the two eggplant-like ones. The breasts are even smaller. I have no idea.She asks the same question every day and I still don't know the answer.I estimate the correct answer is around 100, but not sure. In a certain two weeks a few years ago, I asked Xiaohong the same question every day, "Why don't you hang out with me and be my best friend?" Xiaohong always said in those two weeks: "I don't know, I don't know, Qiu Shui, don't force me. Get out, don't look at me like this, I can't bear it." When Xiaohong was calm, I looked into her eyes, as if facing a huge and empty wall.When she closed her eyes and shook her head wildly, I saw her breasts, the contours of her nipples, which even the white coat could not cover, looked like two big eyes that were far apart. With such a thin waist and such huge breasts, I often worry for Xiaohong, whether she will get breast cysts, breast cancer, etc., or lumbar muscle strain, or lumbar disc herniation. "Surgery" has taught about breast cancer, which is very troublesome. If it is malignant, not only the breast, but also the attached pectoralis major muscle must be removed, and lymph node dissection must be performed.For those with large breasts, the most serious postoperative sequelae are unsteady walking and heavy back, and they often sit down on the road when shopping. Xiaohong repeatedly emphasized that she went to the famous breast surgeon Professor Qin almost every three months, and was touched by Professor Qin's famous palm for three minutes, and there was no problem every time.Professor Qin's palm can distinguish whether it is a tumor tissue or a general mass, a benign tumor or a malignant tumor, and the accuracy rate is higher than that of the best machines.Ever since Garry Kasparov lost to Deep Blue in a game of chess, within the scope of my cognition, Professor Qin’s fleshy palm with a breast tumor and the naked eyes of Xiao Cui Duan in the Antique City’s ancient jade age mean that human beings can defy machines and defend human dignity the only capital. For two weeks a few years ago, I missed Xiaohong’s breasts when I didn’t eat. In addition to cancer cells, normal cells like Xiaohong’s breast cells can also grow asymmetrically so quickly. The growth of cancer cells The base must to a large extent resemble the base of normal cell growth.At that time, I was studying the theory of ovarian cancer, and I later learned that this idea was world-leading at that time.Based on this, I cultivated many cells, killed many mice and rabbits, and made a series of research and papers to explore the occurrence of ovarian cancer, the transmission network and abnormalities of growth information, and discovered that life and death are always entangled, as if love Hate and hate.In terms of thinking, this understanding of entanglement has been ahead of the world for a long time. In terms of results, if there are experimental equipment and timely supply of reagents from the United States, it will be able to lead the world for a long time.Before publishing the article in "Chinese Medicine", I asked Xiaohong if I should also sign her name. She is the starting point of this great academic thought. If it is in the field of mathematics or physics, it can be called Xiaohong's law.Xiaohong said, she is not, her breasts are the starting point of this academic thinking, her breasts have no thought, no name, they are innocent, called the breast law is indecent, so there is no need to sign it. "What is 97 plus 16?" the little female doctor asked me with a smile. "Doctor, what do you think is 97 plus 16? Why do you ask this question out of strategic considerations? Is this strategic consideration supported by the basic organizational structure? In your management team, there are enough talent reserves in charge of specific operations. Have you completed your strategic vision?" I'm pretty happy with myself, and if I'm a fool, I must be a smart fool. My mentor CK in the consulting company taught me to speak slowly, ask more questions, and less pretend to be smart to answer questions. "Asking questions is much more powerful than answering them. Asking questions is much more powerful than answering them." Henry Miller said, when confused, fuck. CK said, when confused, ask. CK is a lean man, in his forties, with no belly yet. He is full of tendons. The belly of the eight-pack rectus abdominis is clearly divided by the transverse tendon. The golf ball is stable below 80.He has a whole set of no-ass-hole questions, and he can't answer them if he's human.For example, how did the universe come into being?How is matter created?How does life reproduce from inorganic and organic matter?How to mutate a monster like a human from ordinary life?How do people have thinking?He also has a lot of popular questions, which many top smart people can't answer.For example, he asked one of the top ten outstanding youths in Hong Kong, what are the outstanding characteristics of the little girls on the streets of Hong Kong compared with the little girls on the streets of Shenzhen?The top ten outstanding young people in Hong Kong couldn't answer. "Little girls on the streets of Hong Kong have bigger buttocks than girls on the streets of Shenzhen, with an average of 17% bigger buttocks. Do you know why? "Hong Kong's top ten outstanding young people still can't answer." Because the little girls on the streets of Hong Kong are all sitting in the office for a long time, and many of the little girls on the streets of Shenzhen are doing manual labor standing in the factory. "CK taught me a lot of secret skills like this, even now I still remember. The education of my mother, CK, Xin Ni, Confucius, Zhuang Zhou, and Zeng Guofan constituted 90% of my outlook on the world and life , my mother, Sima Qian, Liu Yiqing and Maugham constitute 90% of my literary inheritance. "Mr. Qiu, please think about it carefully and answer my question, what is 97 plus 16?" The little female doctor's hair was coiled up high, and a Zhonghua brand 2B pencil was inserted in the middle, hexagonal shape, dark green base, dark green bamboo, one end of the pencil was sharpened, exposing the yellow wood and silver-black lead.Her hair was beautiful, thick and black, and even though it was tightly coiled, the chignon seemed to droop under the force of gravity.How is her hair coiled up? I have never understood how other women comb their hair, how to make it so that the man's eyes follow it, from the sideburns to the back of the head, and when he sees the sideburns from the back of the head, his heart becomes confused.Xiaohong's hair always fell down, Xiaohong said, don't ask her, she doesn't know how to tie it up, if I'm really interested, I can ask other women.I studied solid geometry in high school, structural chemistry in B University, and the structure of the six walls of the middle ear chamber in Renhe Medical College. I always have strange dreams at night, and the dreams are full of space. When I open my eyes in the morning, it seems like I just finished riding a roller coaster ,gosh.Passing the exam is basically relying on typical exercises.Therefore, before I became a fool, I couldn't imagine how a woman's hair is coiled, let alone now, I gave up thinking. "Doctor, please sign for me. I can't remember your name. I'm stupid now, and I can't remember." The signature needs a pen. I imagined that she took out the Zhonghua 2B pencil in her bun, and The raised hair spread out in an instant, blooming like an orchid, and then slowly fell under the action of gravity, falling to the end and then bouncing leisurely under the reaction force, like falling flowers.Other animals also have good-looking hair. You don’t need shampoo, just find a pond, bend down and stretch out your head, and rinse it, and it will be shiny and shiny.When the male lion sees the lioness's hair shiny and shiny, will he stretch out his paws and stroke the female lion's hair from top to bottom without asking her name or asking for permission? "Answer my question, what is 97 plus 16?" "I don't know, I don't know, doctor, don't force me. Get out of here, don't look at me like that, I can't stand it." I said.The female doctor recorded something in her notebook, turned around and slammed the door and went out with her hair still coiled. She knew that I couldn't remember her name, so I couldn't complain to her. I miss Xiaohong.I'm stupid, she won't force me to answer how much is 97 plus 16. For a couple of weeks a few years ago, she said she would do anything for me except marry me.However, if one day I become disabled and stupid, I must let her know, and she will come to accompany me. At that time, no matter who is already holding my hand, no matter who is already holding her hand, she doesn't care, she wants hold my hand.I was very touched at the time, but I didn't understand.If I had been a corrupt official with a wife at the time, I would have been even more moved and understood.I am half lying on the bed, if Xiaohong is holding my hand, I am on the left side, my head rests on Xiaohong's chest, the two breasts are like two piles of fires, within a few meters, there is no daylight and warmth Such as a greenhouse. The little red law takes effect, the brain nerve cells will split whirringly, the nerve support cells will split whirringly, and the cells of the cerebral blood vessel wall will split whirringly, my head will definitely be fine, and it will be fine in a few days Silly. I miss Xiaobai, who later married Xiaohong unhappily.Xiaobai said that if one day I am stupid, he will give me his nickname, and the name deserves it.At that time, he moved to SONY's PlayStation and taught me to play. "The computer is too troublesome. If you are really stupid, you won't be able to use it, and you won't be able to teach me." He said.Xiaobai also said that if one day I am stupid, he will give me Xiaohong. Only a little idiot can occupy Xiaohongshaorou.Two years after arriving in China, Xiaobai began to watch "Children Learning Qionglin".Xiaobai said that he would do the lobbying work for Xiaohong's parents and his own parents.There is no need to do Xiaohong's ideological work, she has no big ideas, as long as you, me and Xin Ni agree. I miss Xin Ning, he said, if I am stupid, he will re-teach me the principles of life. Xin Ning said that by that time, he should have a better understanding of life, and what he taught me, without a little fat, is more systematic than that after the recording is sorted out. It's better to be stupid, everyone treats you well, don't pretend to be stupid.Just like when you were in elementary school and got sick, all the delicious food at home was yours, and all the delicious food in the grocery store was yours. Little Braised Pork never wears her hair in a bun, it always falls down to her shoulders.Her head is too big. "Put your hair up, with a braid facing the sky, like Li Kui. Do you like girls with small heads, and with their hair up, their necks look very long?" she said. A few years ago, I asked Xiaohong the same question every day for two weeks, "Why don't you hang out with me and be my best friend?" Xiaohong gave me a similar answer every day, "I don't know, I don't know , Qiushui, don’t force me. Get out, don’t look at me like this, I can’t stand it.” I remembered, before I left Xiaohong, what I said to Xiaohong was: “Lend me yesterday’s endocrine Class notes for class, I'll be leaving right away."