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Chapter 13 Dancing Youth

"Oh," Mr. C stopped his steps, but his eyes followed Mr. T away, "Uncle, be careful when operating on him."

"What are you talking about, which operation I didn't take care of carefully?" Doctor A kept sterilizing himself while muttering: "I haven't seen you play with your classmates before, I thought you were an idiot. It’s not a friend, I didn’t expect there to be someone so attractive to you, why, what’s so special about him that makes you admire him?”

Mr. C watched as Mr. T was taken into a small dark room by the little nurse and could no longer be seen again, so he turned his head and gave his uncle a hand, and said, "You don't remember him?"

Doctor A opened his eyes wide: "Huh? I know him?"

Mr. C frowned handsomely, a little unhappy, as if he was complaining about his uncle's bad memory: "The one who used to dance square dance in the community every day in high school."

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Square dance.......

Doctor A remembered that when Mr. C was in high school, he was a day student. In order to concentrate on his studies, he rented a house in the community next to the school, and came back to study by himself every night.At that time, I had just graduated and was an intern in a hospital. Sometimes I was too busy to go home, so I would come to live in Mr. C’s rented house nearby.

As long as you enter the community before ten o'clock every night, you will see a fair boy wearing a high school uniform mixing with a group of aunts and aunts in the dark night, dancing in the most dazzling ethnic style, and standing in the position of leading dancer with his own ability.Just like a dance master!

When they saw this boy for the first time, Doctor A was shocked: "Young people nowadays are really energetic. Are you from high school?"

Mr. C struggled to identify the school uniform on the spinning and jumping Wuba: "No, it seems to be from the high school next door."

"Look at how young and lively he is. It doesn't look like you are studying with a straight face all day long. Do you want to dance with him?" Doctor A listened to the singing of Phoenix Legend, which was magnified dozens of times, and said "Youth" against his conscience. "Second time.

"No."

The past is vivid in my mind, the figure of the square dancer back then and Mr. T’s appearance perfectly overlapped in my mind, Doctor A slapped his head and said: "It really is him, you are a good classmate, people who love square dancing read books Not too bad! Is he still dancing now?"

"..." Mr. C choked out a sentence for a long time: "I don't know."

"Dancing is good. You have to treat this friend who can dance well. After a few decades, he may be able to dominate the square in this area. If your wife wants to join the dance team, you may have to rely on his relationship."

"........."

"I won't tell you, the enema over there should be almost done, I'll go see him." Doctor A patted him on the shoulder, "When he recovers, you have to persuade him to keep the habit of dancing, which can effectively prevent the recurrence of hemorrhoids." .”

Doctor A came out of the consultation room with a smile on his face, and went to visit Mr. T who had been tidied up.

Jun T is lying on the bed half dead: "Doctor A, what's the next step?"

"Music!" Doctor A snapped his fingers and asked the little nurse to turn on the music.Phoenix Legend's singing instantly occupied the entire operating room, becoming a surgical bgm with a strong sense of presence.

Mr. T really wanted to kick his legs and die.

I have to say that Dr. A's professionalism is very high, even if the accompaniment shakes his hands again, Mr. T will not feel the existence of pp after a shot of anesthetic.

Mr. T collapsed on the operating table like a salted fish and was slaughtered by Doctor A.Because of the anesthetic, his consciousness was hazy.I don't know how long it took, and suddenly I heard Doctor A's "huh" in doubt, as if he had encountered some unexpected situation.

He immediately thought of medical accidents such as failed operations/rescue failures, and his heart is not good, the chrysanthemum will not be abandoned!He was shocked, and hurriedly asked: "Ah, what's wrong?! Is there something wrong?!"

Just know!Just know!Listening to such vibrating music, what good results can there be!Regret to death!Not reliable at all!

But I heard Doctor A laughing: "It's nothing. I just found out that you still have an internal hemorrhoid. I cut it for you along the way. Buy one get one free. Isn't it a good deal? Hahahahahahahaha...!"

"........." Mr. T made a false alarm, this doctor must be too drifting......

"Okay, okay, you're done!" Doctor A cut off the music, and told the dying Mr. T: "It will hurt after the anesthetic wears off. Get out of bed and try to walk for a while to help recovery. After walking, go back to the bed and lie on your stomach. Hmm... most people lie down for ten days and a half months, for young people like you, the recovery will be faster, I think you'll be around three to five days a week."

"Ah??? You have to lie down for so long!?? What should I do in class?" Mr. T hung his breath and was about to cry.He thought that he would be able to walk like flying soon after the operation, but he didn't know that he had to recuperate for so long!This will make the teachers and classmates laugh to death, and the usual points will be deducted!The final grade point is at stake!

"Young man," Doctor A was used to seeing patients like him, and comforted him with experience: "Your body is more important than reading. You can still study at ease with hemorrhoids? Sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping wood. Take care of yourself." Well, go back and work hard."

Mr. T could not refute.

"Besides, isn't Little C a professional with you? Let him take notes for you. If you are embarrassed to say, I will speak for you."

"No way..." Mr. T didn't know how to face Mr. C, and he was too embarrassed to bother him, "He is also very busy, let me ask my roommate." Although the roommate is giggling every day and has no conscience , But in fact, people are pretty nice, and they can be relied upon to help.

"Hehe," Doctor A laughed, "You're seeing someone else now. We're all old acquaintances. We've lived in the same neighborhood for three years. Feel free to ask about such a trivial matter."

"Huh?? A community? Doctor, you also live in XX community?" Mr. T was startled.

"Oh yes, I lived there for a while." Doctor A took off his gloves, "I saw you lead the dance."

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If it weren't for the current physical condition, Mr. T would have jumped up in fright.

Doctor A added slowly: "I've lived here for three years, and Little C has seen it too."

Mr. T's eyes turned black.