Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen: Ning Shi went into business, Hainan Phoenix Rice

I sat in the gynecological oncology laboratory, thinking about life, death and Xiaohong. I didn't know whether the latter belonged to love or not. After Xiaobai and Xiaohong invited us to have a big meal at Hard Rock, a long era of two-person activities began.I often see the two of them wearing the same or similar clothes, like fairy tales, like children, walking hand in hand on the streets of Dongdan, wandering between the Basic Institute of Medical Sciences, North Hotel, Renhe Outpatient Building and Hospital Building. The trash can next to it is much taller and shorter than the pagoda trees on the street.

Xiaobai seldom comes to our dormitory, and started to study "Sabiston Textbook of Surgery" together with Xiaohong. Like Hirsch's Internal Medicine, it is also the original version sent by Gu's father from the United States, and it weighs more than ten pounds. , after opening, there are traces of Xiaobai's saliva on the left and right.Xiaobai and Xiaohong also went to the seventh floor for self-study. Xiaohong said that the North Hotel is not a place to study, there is no desk suitable for reading, only a bed.Even sitting next to Xiaohong, Xiaobai fell asleep after reading a book for three minutes. The only difference is that he no longer sleeps on the textbook, and the saliva occasionally flows onto the table.Xiaohong spread the textbooks sent by Gu's father on the table, turned the pages with her right hand, and stroked her hair with her left hand, from top to bottom.Xiaohong is afraid of heat, her head is big, and she tends to get hot when reading a book, "like a microwave oven", so she wears very little clothes all year round, and her legs are always thin, from top to bottom.Moreover, Xiaohong is afraid of mosquitoes, saying that the hospital is filled with blood and the density of mosquitoes is more than a hundred times higher than other places in Beijing. She said that perfume smokes mosquitoes, so when she goes to self-study, she sprays it heavily.

Spring in Beijing is very lively and exciting. The nympho-like elm leaves bloom all over the streets, the catkins and poplar flowers run like sperm, the streets are full of mud, stone, rain and hail, and the streets are full of roaring sandstorms.The sky is bright yellow during the day and wine red at night, and the visibility is within ten meters. I often suspect that in spring, if the Mars exhibition facilities are full, all kinds of giant beasts and gods will come to Beijing for the annual meeting , One of their eyelashes is thicker than a thirty-year-old willow tree, one toenail is a parking lot, and when they breathe carefully, the wind is howling and the sky is full of yellow sand.

As soon as the wind and sand stopped, the weather suddenly became hot, and it was early summer in Beijing. One night in early summer, Hopu rushed down from the seventh floor panting, reporting, reporting, Xiaobai and Xiaohong were studying in the classroom, Xiaohong sprayed a thermos bottle of perfume, Xiaohong didn't wear pants! Xiaohong is not wearing pants! !Xiaohong is not wearing pants! ! !Xin Mi and I put down the mouse for playing "Command and Conquer", jumped into a pair of pants, put on a long-sleeved jumper, grabbed a book, and flew up to the seventh floor by three steps at a time.Xiaohong didn't look up at the two of us, we sat at the end of the classroom.She was indeed wearing no pants, just a pair of printed pantyhose.I have seen Liu Qing wear this kind of equipment when she was wearing a suit and skirt.Black background, mesh, dark red peony flowers.Xiaohong puts on a long shirt, silk, leopard skin pattern, the hem covers the buttocks, but when she comes back from the toilet, she sits down on the seat, the wind blows from the waist, the hem rises, and the upper part of the pantyhose is exposed Come on, the waist is thinner, the legs are thinner, from top to bottom.That night, I sat at the same table with Xin Ning and had a whole night of self-study, and it was no problem to pass "Surgery".Chanel No. 5 is good, it’s so far away, and after one night, I didn’t get bitten by a single mosquito bag.

Xiaobai's position as the cock machine master in "Command and Conquer" was replaced by a brother at level 83. We have heard of his reputation for a long time. His internet name is Big Chicken, and BD (Big Dick) is used to replace Chinese input.Daji is playing with things and loses his mind. He and his classmates from the same class in the medical university are both professors, but Daji is not yet an associate professor.The big chicken said, "It's incredible. Among these animals, one person wrote more than 70 papers a year, and published so many papers in the "China" series of magazines. They are not review categories. How can it be possible not to seize other people's experimental results? Huh? Why don’t I have time to write a review. He is a professor, I am convinced, and I am convinced that I am convinced by my dick.” Big chicken’s classmate explained from another angle, “Big chicken is incredible, animal, last year In 2009, when I was using a computer, three of the most expensive and strongest keyboards were broken!"

Big Chicken used to play Age of Empires on the Internet and was well-known all over the country, but two things happened recently, so he came to our dormitory, just to take Xiaobai's place.The first thing is that the big chicken and his wife have recently divorced. The reason is that the big chicken has been fighting for the empire for many years, and the two have no language communication as a human being or a couple as a beast.When dividing the property, the ex-wife only asked Daji’s computer to belong to her except her underwear. After confirming the ownership, she looked on the balcony. Steady, hold the big chicken's computer high above your head, first use your hands to borrow strength, then push forward, and throw it downstairs, a small fire, and a loud noise.The second thing is that Daji recently broke his Achilles tendon in his right leg.In order to maintain the strength to fight for the empire, the big chicken often plays football and right midfielder. He didn’t make enough preparations once and was shoveled by the opponent’s left back. Then he touched the ball and took a long shot. Diagnosis, torn Achilles tendon and perhaps some heel bone.Six or seven people were carried to the Renhe Orthopedics Department, and only the man on duty was left, a man with glasses and a beard that hadn't grown out yet, and he said "all on my brother".Everyone was worried and called the chief hospitalist on duty on the second line.

When the hospital chief with disheveled hair, eye dropsy, pager pinned, underpants, and a white coat came from the other side of the corridor with splayed steps, everyone's hearts went cold.He was a well-known political star of Renhe Medical University. He joined the Communist Youth League in his womb, joined the Party in middle school, the chairman of the Medical Student Union, the leader of the Municipal Student Federation, and Miao Zi of the Municipal Youth League Committee. When he was in elementary school, his dream was to be the Minister of Health.There is also the literary talent, the drinking capacity is limited, and the quotations of drinking too much are circulated: "Some people say that after Mao Zedong wrote "Qinyuanchun?

I think it's very reasonable, there is no argument, no justification.This is the person who, after reading "Qinyuanchun? Sandstorm" written by me, said, no, there is no end to this word list, and there is no end to it. "Among the people who sent the big chicken, there are orthopedics students, but the political star is also a brother, and he is determined to be the minister of health. I am embarrassed to treat the big chicken by myself. The political star beat it for a while, and sweat ran down his cheeks. When I came down, my hair became more messy, and I stopped suddenly, and the big chicken screamed. The political star said that the Achilles tendon was broken, all broken, and the whole thigh needed a plaster cast, and I couldn’t play football for three months. For the time being, I lost my legs and went to Zhongguancun to install another one, so I had to go to our dormitory to play with the machine.

When Big Chicken came to our dormitory, he had a good left leg with a right crutch, and his left hand without crutches carried a huge black Logitech keyboard for gaming on his left shoulder. His right leg was covered in plaster from the foot to the crotch, " The plaster casts were all re-cast. The ones cast in the general hospital were completely unusable. They were broken and re-made. Otherwise, even if it was done, one leg would be longer and the other would be shorter. Which leg is shorter?" Daji is an ophthalmologist, and when he came to our dormitory, he wore a white coat with the words "Eye Gate" embroidered in blue letters, which means ophthalmology clinic.Xin Ning said, "Come in, welcome brother, you should add the word 'fart', 'butthole door' on your clothes." Daji blushed, "When my legs are healed, when my legs are healed, order and Conquer, I will destroy you first.” The big chicken is different from Xiaobai, who can’t be killed by others, but sticks to the machine all the time, never leaves the battle situation by himself, drinks very little water, and doesn’t go to the toilet at all, Xin Ning said, It may be sweat glands, the organ structure of big chickens is different from that of ordinary people.It was late at night, and if someone in the dormitory felt noisy and wanted to sleep, Big Chicken would wear huge pilot-like headphones.I was woken up by urine once in the morning, the sky was just turning blue, and I saw the big chicken was still in front of the computer, its face was as blue as the sky, except for the movement of its fingers, other parts were motionless, as if the zombie had just started to resurrect or was slowing down before the sun came out. die slowly.

Without "Command and Conquer", Yaodao also increased the pressure in the United States, and Xin Ni began to frantically prepare for the English test. Xin Ning said: "Yao Dao said very clearly, the basic standard is like this, TOEFL, 630, GMAT, 750, GRE, above 2300. If it is 10% higher than the basic standard, you will be admired by Yao Dao, fooling around outside, eating, drinking and whoring Bet and draw, do as I want. Ten percent lower than the basic standard, you will be despised by the demon knife, you will give up nurturing me, let me give up on myself, go with the flow, sleep with Xiaocui, sleep with Xiaohong, do as I like."

I said: "What a nice girl, to sum it up, first, as long as you don't get the basic test scores, you can sleep as you please. Second, you can't be admired by the demon sword. The three scores are 10% higher. , is higher than the full score. After you finish the exam, throw those materials to me, I have nothing to do, and I don’t play "Command and Conquer", I also play the exam." I found Senior Brother Wang, who was sitting in the dormitory with his back against the wall, eating sunflower seeds, with a small head and a big belly, protruding front and flat back, like a giant gourd in two halves.I regard him as a treasure gourd, crystal ball, bastard, and I want to know my future.Ever since I met Kong Jianguo, an old rascal, I gradually formed a habit. For three to five years, I would find an old man and old lady who looked like a stranger ten years older than me, and ask about the future.There is no need for facts, no analysis, just the final judgment, whether it is east or west, life or death.Kong Jianguo didn't like to play this role more and more. He said that he didn't understand what happened to the tumor or what happened to the women's test.Uncle Hu, who manages the dormitory, likes Gu Long as much as Lei Feng. He thinks they are all first-class good guys. His judgment on me is single and stubborn. Brother, that is my uncle, always likes to design my life.My uncle is a graduate of Whampoa Phase 5. Going to Whampoa School was the only shitty thing he did in his life, so he spent his whole life thinking about it.On the most complete wall of the largest room in his house, there is no TV, and there is always a huge photo with a huge width, and there are countless old men standing or sitting on it, which is much wider than the eighty-seven fairy scrolls, and wider than the eighty-seven scrolls. There are many, at least eight hundred and seventy, with "Group Photo of Huangpu Alumni Association xxxx" printed horizontally on the top, and the left and right side inscriptions are "Great life and fear of death, please go the other way" and "Don't get promoted and get rich".My uncle said that these people are history. The nails for hanging photos must use imported cement expansion nails, and the walls must be load-bearing walls, otherwise the walls will crack.The previous house was not hung on the load-bearing wall, the house leaked, flooded the wooden floor downstairs, and lost money. He also said that when the lights were turned off at night and there was no moon, the 870 pairs of eyes on it were all shining in the dark. After he was eighty years old, every time he woke up at night, he could see that the dead ones glowed white, and the living ones It glows blue, dying between white and blue.My uncle's eyes are indeed very bright, and his waist is very straight. Sitting on the big sofa and playing eight rounds of mahjong, his back is still quite straight.Ever since I had eyes, he forced me to recognize which of the eight hundred and seventy people was him.At the beginning, it was indeed difficult. Each head was the size of a soybean, and the eyebrows and eyes were the size of a sesame seed.Now I can tell who is him from a belly button or a corn or an asshole, even if it's a negative.My uncle said that he studied artillery and had very good grades and good character. "At that time, the Kuomintang was the mainstream, and everyone who studied well followed the Kuomintang. The Communist Party worked at the grassroots level, and those with poor grades felt that they were fighting us However, I had no future, so I followed the Communist Party.” This statement does not seem to be false.I drank with a retired Communist general at his house. That general should not be a fake. The cars that picked him up and sent him off were all Mercedes-Benz with military plates.He kept calling me uncle and brother, and kept saying that my uncle had a good brain and could count, what kind of artillery and the enemy's position, he immediately calculated how to place the muzzle, and then others followed behind.The general said, my uncle is good at thinking, but he doesn’t, and doesn’t have that kind of brain. In the past, he promoted hand-shaking therapy, but he still insists on using it.My uncle said that before making that major life decision, he watched the astronomy, reread it, and studied "Das Kapital" and "On Protracted War".After thinking about it or after being persuaded by my aunt, he decided not to go to Taiwan before liberation. In 1949, he surrendered his arms in Dujiangyan and Qingcheng Mountain, and obtained a certificate of Glorious Uprising. Later, this certificate was lost or was lost by five children. I folded the paper plane, and I couldn’t find it after moving a few times anyway. Later, after the Cultural Revolution, there was no certificate of insurrection, and the local organization did not recognize it. People were almost killed. The local organization said: "How can you prove that you are not a gangster? How can you prove that you are not beaten to only three or five lieutenants, and one or two bullets?" , Seeing our red flags all over the mountain, we failed to escape, attempted suicide, and claimed to surrender? Who can prove that your hands are not covered with the blood of the people? We have enough proof that your hands are covered with the blood of the people. You tried to stop the wheel of history by the Minjiang River, stubbornly resisting, and killed how many of our revolutionary soldiers?" After the Cultural Revolution, my uncle and my aunt quarreled without words, and they always ended as follows: "I have been by you all my life. Destroyed, I was ruined by you in this life, you almost killed me, you almost killed me." Every time I see my uncle, he is either the first thing he says when he sees me, or The last sentence, design the future for me: "Boy, join the army in troubled times, and choose business in times of peace, just like me." I took a bag of sunflower seeds and joined Senior Brother Wang's chewing activity, and I asked him, "Wang Dachi, I want to tell my fortune." "My Master Wang only counts marriage, not official career." "That's marriage." "It doesn't matter if you're a man, but if you're a woman, you have delicate hands, well-painted nails, white arms, and look good to the touch. It's free." "I gave you melon seeds." "Well, make an exception. You will marry a woman." "Nonsense. What kind of one should I marry?" "Marry someone who is interesting. Medicine is so advanced and people live longer and longer. If you marry someone who is not interesting, you might as well stay alone or die early." "What if I love women? Is it unsuitable for marriage?" "You are eager to understand. You have no peach blossoms in your life. If you can't let go of someone like you, it takes half your life to be looked at by a little girl and touched by a little girl. You can only write several poems to calm your mind. How can you love women?" "Is the size of the milk important?" "If you think it's important, it's important. If you think big breasts are interesting, big breasts are interesting." "The grandma followed someone else, what should I do?" "Grab it." "If the grandma is following my dad, how can I snatch it?" "Look for your mother." "What if you can't grab it?" "Cry." "After snatching it, if you find out that big tits are boring?" “Hainan Phoenix Rice.” "What should I do in the future?" "have no idea." "Fortune tellers can't say they don't know." "You want too much, you are capable, but you have no characteristics, so I don't know." "Master, use the eyes of heaven to see again." "Three steps away, I can't see clearly. The next step, which is relatively clear, is to go to the United States." "Well. How to get there?" "Take exams, do experiments and publish articles, apply for schools, apply for visas, and buy air tickets." "What kind of experiments are easy to publish articles?" "Gynecological tumors, tumorigenesis. Find two or three genes in the growth regulation pathway, find fifty or sixty ovarian cancer patients, at the RNA level, DNA level, tumor cell level, tumor tissue level, and general clinical characteristics (what ascites? , lymphatic metastasis, recurrence, prognosis, and survival years after surgery), collect data by in situ hybridization, immunohistochemistry, flow cytometry, etc., compare different permutations and combinations, and publish five or six articles in the Chinese series Article, no problem." "What experiments can have practical effects? Bring humans closer to the truth?" "So far in medicine, I don't even know how to treat a cold. It's easy to separate the chicken from the phoenix, but it's easy to separate life and death. Try it. Do you know my three laws of medicine?" "I don't know. If I don't ask, do you want me to listen too?" "Yes. First, don't blame patients for getting sick. Second, most diseases can get better on their own. Third, those that don't get better on their own are usually very difficult to treat." Sitting in the gynecological oncology laboratory, I thought about life and death. The more I looked along the EGF-EGFR-C-myc pathway, the more I felt that life and death were one thing. The tumor laboratory is located in the old building of Renhe Hospital.The old building is the same as University B. The Chinese-style western-style buildings designed by New York designers are all cultural relics protection units.The original site was Prince Yu's Mansion, which Rockefeller invested in to renovate, with green glazed tiles, white marble steps, Xieshan Peak, and Siheyuan. Since the 19th century, it has been the only large roof with proper proportions in Beijing.Under the roof is a modern western-style hospital, with wide corridors and a high roof. Flat cars with patients lying on them run head-on, surrounded by doctors and nurses, and infusion bottles, so there is no need to slow down and dodge.The old building is more than 80 years old, and it is newer than the new building built five years ago.When it rains outside, water seeps in the corridors of the new building, and the roof peels off, requiring an umbrella. Recently, a young nurse fell down in the corridor of the new building, half of the wall covering fell off, and injured her neck.The laboratory is on the third floor of the old building. There are two rooms. The outer room is equipped with experimental benches, desks, and reagent cabinets, and the inner room is equipped with incubators, refrigerators, liquid nitrogen bottles, various optical microscopes and fluorescence microscopes, cell operation room, PCR, etc. And other instruments.Each room has huge windows, sliding wooden windows, and brass fittings. After eighty years of bad weather in Beijing, there is no deformation, and the brass is brighter.Looking out from the window, you can see the big roof of the library. Behind the green glazed immortals on the cornices, there are five green glazed beasts, dragon, phoenix, lion, celestial horse, and seahorse, and behind them are green glazed animal heads, seven in total. . Xiaohong and Xiaobai are studying by themselves on the seventh floor, or Xiaohong is doing self-study upstairs, Xiaobai is sleeping in Xiaohong's fragrance and hair luster, Xin is doing English test questions, and my ex-girlfriend is emailing foreign professors Talking about ideals in life or eating supper with Tsinghua boyfriend, I spent a long time in the laboratory. I waited for the excised ovarian cancer specimens in the operating room on the fourth floor. I ran down to the laboratory on the third floor and cut them into small pieces like diced beef. After processing, I stored them in liquid nitrogen. When the liquid nitrogen bottle was opened, white gas filled the air. ,so cold.While I was waiting for the results of the DNA electrophoresis, I dialed up the Internet on the computer and checked the Medline database for articles related to these specific life and death. There are so many articles. The same is plain text, which is much uglier. God is sick, making people so complicated , If only it were as simple as ham sausage, it would be great, at most it would be as complicated as a radio, so that we could understand each other, be happy every day, not have so many choices, and heaven is everywhere.While searching for literature on the Internet, I tried the multi-window of the Microsoft Windows system to see how decadent the Mao photos in the United States are, and how perverted the Mao photos in Japan are. Three-inch floppy disk, as a meal ticket for his experimental rabbit.After downloading so many, none of them looked like Xiaohong, and none of them were bigger than Xiaohong's tits.Occasionally play two small games that are not intense, and the beautiful mahjong has basically passed the level. I have been revered as the legendary god of mahjong. The two hundred and five beauties of France were wiped out, and then they said angrily in broken Taiwanese Mandarin: "Oh, is this the legendary god of mahjong?" The history museum and all the movies about the Eight Power Allied Forces and more.Another game is Crazy Doctor, which is also compiled in Taiwan. I use it to consolidate basic knowledge, especially internal medicine, so that people will always say that I am a veterinarian after graduation, and smash the brand of Renhe.After clearing the level, I began to understand why Xin Ning often had sexual fantasies about the little nurse.I do immunohistochemical in situ hybridization on the laboratory bench, and I believe that doing biomedical experiments is simple manual labor. I can wash clothes and cook, and I will definitely do it.The Germans take the truth seriously, and the porous eppendorf pipettes made in Germany are very expensive.The domestic ones are completely unusable, they are as vague as traditional Chinese medicine, and they are like "put a little salt water". After using them, ghosts don't know how many microliters are added.I didn’t have the money to buy German-made ones. I repeatedly pressed the single-hole eppendorf with my right thumb, and I got tenosynovitis and thumb-metacarpal arthritis.There is a brother in the surgical mammary gland surgery team, who worked too hard on breast palpation and also got tenosynovitis. Why are the situations of different people so different?Tired and sleepy, I went to a toilet at the corner of the old building, locked the door behind me, and took a shower.There is a faucet, hot water, and a window to see the moon. Sometimes I think of Xiaohong’s face, thinking of her wearing printed pantyhose in the study room 500 meters away in a straight line, and thinking of her hands touching her hair. From top to bottom, thinking of her hands-free slick hair, the cock burning between her legs like a cluster of tiny torches, glowing blue and white, I turned off the hot water and doused it with completely cold water. The wards of the new building could also be seen from the window. One night, I saw a figure falling from the roof of the new building, even shaking like a leaf in the wind, and then there was a muffled sound.The next day I heard that it was a patient with an advanced tumor who couldn't stand the despair and pain.Before going upstairs, he wrote a note and asked, what constitutes happiness?What is the ultimate meaning of man? The door leading to the roof of the new building has since been locked.