Adrian Tang never said these things in front of others, even if they were close friends. Miles Tang had been disrespectful to Adrian Tang a few times when there were many people around, which was not very sensible. Chen Lin didn't like this. He was a traditional male chauvinist at heart. He could say whatever he wanted at home, but he couldn't lose face outside.
Adrian Tang had no intention of talking about Miles Tang behind her back. He had never done that before and would never do that again. So he just said, "Can you please stop talking about this? I don't think you'll be able to stop talking about this unless I sew your mouth shut."
Chen Lin also knew when to stop talking about this, so he stopped talking about this and got down to business.
He wanted Adrian Tang to register with him and spend one day a week seeing patients there.
He had said this more than once. Adrian Tang looked at him and asked, "Do you think I have time?"
"You do. You don't have shifts on Saturdays and Sundays. Do you think I don't know?" Chen Lin knew Adrian Tang's schedule perfectly.
"No shifts?" Adrian Tang laughed, "I have two surgeries scheduled this Saturday and four on Sunday. Whether or not to schedule shifts is just a theory. Is this your first day as a doctor? Do I need to explain this to you?"
"I don't care." Chen Lin was shameless, "I just want your name. If you don't have time, you don't have to come. Once a month is fine. I just want to hang out with the three words Adrian Tang."
Adrian Tang was really helpless: "There are so many good doctors, why do you have to stare at me?"
"Nonsense, aren't you my brother? Do you know how many professors are rushing to come to me? I put your name on it and give you shares, but you still don't want to. Have you become a doctor and your brain has become rusty?"
In the end, Adrian Tang still didn't give in.
He really didn't have the time or energy to go to Chen Lin to take care of things. If he really didn't care about anything, it would be a bit like taking advantage of Chen Lin and just putting up an empty name. And it's not so easy to put up a name. Of course, Chen Lin has no problem, but since he runs a hospital, it's hard to guarantee the level of doctors under him. If an accident happens, whoever has a bigger name will be blamed. Adrian Tang doesn't participate in management and can't take this responsibility.
No matter how you look at it, Adrian Tang would not agree to this. He didn't refuse because his brain was rusty, but because his mind was too clear.
Adrian Tang arrived at the hospital before six in the morning. The consultation had to be completed before the ward rounds, but Mr. Xu arrived earlier than him.
There were six consultation forms in total, each more difficult than the last. Standing at the door were family members, each pacing back and forth in panic and nervousness, each trying to occupy the best position to wait for the doctors to come out and get the results first.
The case of eye atrophy yesterday was not the most serious case today. The most serious case was a patient with a brain tumor compressing the optic nerve and nasopharyngeal carcinoma infiltrating the blood vessels, resulting in eye bleeding.
Initially, they went to the ophthalmology emergency department, then to the neurology department, and today they were transferred to the ENT department. One can imagine the despair of the patient and his family members who were passed around between departments in the hospital, but the ophthalmology department really couldn't do anything. The eyes are just the external manifestation of brain tumors and nasopharyngeal tumors, and they can't do anything. They can't perform optic nerve surgery, and they can't stop the bleeding caused by nasopharyngeal cancer.
Today's consultation offers no new hope to these desperate families.
Adrian Tang's schedule is very tight this week, with multiple surgeries every day. Because he has to lead a team out later, he will not be taking surgeries starting next week.
Many patients waited in line for a long time and waited for a bed just to wait for Adrian Tang to perform the surgery. So before going out, the surgery that cannot be waited for should be done in advance. The hospital will arrange other doctors to perform the surgery for chronic eye diseases and less difficult surgeries. Patients who insist on waiting and whose conditions allow can continue to wait.
The high school student with eye atrophy finally had a vitrectomy. While waiting for the anesthesia to take effect before the operation, the boy whispered to Adrian Tang, "Doctor Tang, I once wanted to be a doctor."
Adrian Tang said "hmm" and said, "I heard that you have good grades."
"It's pretty good. I scored 640 in the first mock exam." He is now calmer when talking about this. "My dream is to go to medical school. I didn't do well in the first mock exam, but the score should be enough."
Adrian Tang smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Then you beat me less than I did."
The boy also seemed to want to smile, perhaps because he was nervous, or perhaps because he was cautious about the surgery so he tried to keep his face as still as possible.
"I can't be a doctor anymore," the boy said. "I can't be a doctor anymore."
Adrian Tang said: "You can."
The boy still made a gesture that looked like a smile, and the corners of his mouth moved inwards in an almost invisible arc, but no one outside could see it: "I have accepted it all, you don't need to comfort me, I won't see it anymore."
The boy's face was covered with a sterile cloth, leaving only the operated eye exposed. After testing the anesthesia effect, Adrian Tang asked him: "What kind of doctor did you want to be?"
"I don't know. I haven't thought about it specifically. It's good to be a doctor." The boy with the cloth covering his face spoke very quietly, as if his lips hardly moved.
Adrian Tang said gently: "If I say yes, then come and talk to me after the surgery. I know many capable visually impaired patients. You are better than them. They can't even get 640 in one mock test."
When he spoke, his tone was very calm and he seemed to be very relaxed. They were talking about a very common topic and having a leisurely chat. The boy was nervous because there was no hope for his eyes after this operation. But Adrian Tang's few words magically calmed him down.
During the operation, the patient's condition had to be checked from time to time, and the patient's nervousness had to be relieved, so Adrian Tang would occasionally say a few words to him during the operation and ask him to answer. The boy responded very well and cooperated from beginning to end. At the end, the effect of the anesthetic wore off a little, and he whispered, "Doctor Tang, I feel a little pain."
The anesthesiologist next to him came to give him an anesthetic drip, and Adrian Tang said, "It will be fine soon, just hold on."
"Hmm." The boy suddenly asked, "Doctor Tang, what do you look like?"
Adrian Tang inserted the needle to inject silicone oil into him and responded softly: "Hmm?"
The boy said: "I have never seen you before. What do you look like?"
"Me?" Adrian Tang pulled out the needle and smiled, "My facial features are pretty regular anyway."
The young instrument nurse next to him said, "Dr. Tang is the most handsome doctor in our hospital, recognized by everyone."
The boy said: "I didn't see it, what a pity."
The operation was almost over, and Adrian Tang no longer needed to do the rest of the work. He stood by and said, "What's the pity? I'll let you touch my face during the ward rounds tomorrow morning. You should be able to feel how handsome I am if you touch my brow bone and nose bridge."
Everyone laughed after he finished speaking, including the boys. Adrian Tang's voice and tone were so gentle, making people feel safe and calm. There was no excessive emotion after the operation, it was completed peacefully.
"Then why wait until tomorrow morning for the ward rounds? Why don't you just feel it after the operation?" said the anesthesiologist with a smile.
Adrian Tang said: "Not today, his palms are sweaty after the operation, I can't let him touch my face."
The boy laughed with a bit of shyness in his voice: "My palms are really sweaty, my hands are wet."
"Of course, it was scary and painful." Adrian Tang said.
The boy was a little surprised: "You know I'm in pain?"
Adrian Tang said in a deep voice, "Hmm," and said to him, "I know you are in pain."
"Does it hurt?" Nathan Tao squatted and looked at his brother's legs.
Ethan Tao's eyelashes trembled slightly: "It doesn't hurt."
Nathan Tao wiped him with medical cotton, but Ethan Tao didn't even make a hiss.
"Brother Ku is back and is going to be angry again." Nathan Tao was even a little gloating. He sat cross-legged on the carpet and treated the small cuts on Ethan Tao's calves.
"He's already lost his temper. He's angry with me." Ethan Tao smiled. "Ku Ge still has such a bad temper. He's so angry. He's been mad at me."
Nathan Tao tapped his knee: "Don't always bully him."
"How dare I?" Ethan Tao smiled bitterly, "I just said something back and he ran away, ignoring me."
Nathan Tao asked: "Where did you go?"
"I don't know, he ran away." Ethan Tao tapped on the good leg and thought, "Can he come back tonight?"
Nathan Tao laughed and said, "How would I know?"
Ethan Tao sighed again: "What a bad temper."
The two kids have been like this since they were young. His younger brother is not so honest. He looks obedient, but he is actually a little fox. Logan Chi is fierce on the surface and inside, with a bad temper. Neither of the two kids has ever given in to the other.
Logan Chi came back at ten o'clock in the evening. Nathan Tao and Ethan Tao sat on each side of the sofa. Ethan Tao's legs were wrapped in circles of gauze by his brother and placed on the back of the sofa.
Logan Chi froze, and before he had even taken off his shoes, he spoke: "What's wrong with your legs?"
Ethan Tao lay there and said, "I am lame."
Ethan Tao looked at the two of them, smiled in his heart, and remained silent.
Logan Chi ran over, not daring to touch his legs. He looked down at Ethan Tao's face, his face frighteningly gloomy: "What happened? What happened?"
Ethan Tao raised his face towards him, and felt that he was really going to get angry, so he reached out and patted his arm: "He fell down, rolled on the stairs, and stumbled four steps, but he's not limping."
Logan Chi didn't say anything, just stared at his face in silence, his jaw line tense.
Ethan Tao patted his arm again: "It's true that he's not lame."
Logan Chi's chest was rising and falling. Nathan Tao looked at him for a long time and finally got to the point. He tried to smooth things over: "Don't be upset, brother Ku, calm down."
Ethan Tao said to his brother: "Whoever is upset, I'll be fine with my brother Ku."
Nathan Tao laughed, stood up and went to take a shower. He was only sixteen or seventeen years old, so he was still young and had a childish temper.
Even though the two kids grew up together, they would still have conflicts, but Nathan Tao basically didn't get involved in their affairs. It was fine these years. When Logan Chi was younger, he often got into fights at school, and Nathan Tao never said anything to him, regardless of whether it was his fault or not.
He is quite capable of spoiling his children. He spoils his own children himself. In this regard, Nathan Tao is a little soft-hearted and not very strict.
But this doesn't mean that he is a peaceful person. He has never been loving and has always been indifferent to other people's children.
On this day, Nathan Tao rejected another proposal that sounded insignificant, but it was posted anonymously by a customer who was getting a tattoo in the store at the time, and Nathan Tao received another round of ridicule on the Internet.
A college student is a fan of Nathan Tao. He has liked him for two years and has followed the studio's Weibo and public account. Whenever there is a picture of Nathan Tao, he will repost it excitedly. A student studying fine arts calls Nathan Tao "my Dongshen".
He had consulted with Huange several times, and Huange had given him several quotes. Once, the student remained in the "typing" state for a long time, and then finally asked: "Will the store hold any activities? Discounts or something like that?"
Huange said no.
The other party said "OK" and didn't ask again for a long time. Nathan Tao's five-digit hourly price is a luxury for students who are still in school.
He came to ask again the day before, and Huange gave a rough estimate of the price and then there was no further movement.
Huang Yida said, "If the child likes it so much, just give him a tattoo. It's hard to blame him."
Huange looked at Nathan Tao and didn't dare to say anything. Their brother Dong usually didn't even give out the decimals, and wouldn't give out thousands of dollars for a six-digit tattoo, so people outside said that Nathan Tao was a stingy person, and looked stingy from head to toe. Although the tattoo that the student wanted was not big, it was impossible for Brother Dong to agree to tattoo it for free.
Nathan Tao really didn't agree, and asked: "Why should I get a tattoo?"
Huang Yida said "Hi" again, saying to him: "Why are you arguing with a child?"
Nathan Tao still shook his head: "My picture is worth only that much, not a cent less."
Nathan Tao never gives in in this regard. If he says no, then it really is no.
Huang Yida then smiled and said to Huang Ge: "Forget it, your brother Dong is not happy."
Because of this incident, Nathan Tao was laughed at by people in the circle on the Internet. They said that he has been stingy for a long time. Why did he have to like Nathan Tao's pictures when there were so many people he liked? They reeked of money.
Huange was so angry when he saw this, he felt uncomfortable seeing his brother Dong being scolded.
Nathan Tao saw him sitting there with his eyes closed in anger, and touched his head. Huan Ge looked up at him, and Nathan Tao asked him: "What are you looking at with such a rich expression?"
Huange looked up at Nathan Tao and felt wronged: "Brother Dong and the others scolded you."
Nathan Tao laughed: "Why don't you just not look at it?"
Huange frowned: "Then I can't help it, right?"
Nathan Tao shook his head and said nonchalantly, "Just watch it, it will be over after you watch it, there's no need to get angry."
Huang Yida said that Nathan Tao just didn't know how to flatter himself. He would go for the blame even though it was so easy to be praised. How much money could the kid make from the painting? It was not worth fussing about it.
Nathan Tao said calmly: "Why should I? I'm not a philanthropist."
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