When I'm on the night shift, all the department heads can't sleep.

Lin Ye glanced at the clinic area.

As soon as the queuing screen became empty, Zhou Min answered an internal call from the red zone. In the next consultation room, there were family members holding test results and waiting for explanations.

【I'm still at work, I might not be able to make it before 7 o'clock. You can bring your clients as usual, no need to wait for me.】

The landlord quickly replied "okay," and told him to call ahead if he really wanted to go.

Lin Ye put the phone back on the corner of the table.

Ma Hao, carrying two medical reports, walked past and then turned to look at the screen.

What did the landlord say?

"If you ask me to get there before seven, I won't make it."

"Did you go back to your family's place?"

"I've replied. Let him take people to see the doctor as usual."

Zhou Min had just hung up the internal line in the red zone when she pointed to the call number screen: "The next person is already at the door. Have you two finished talking?"

"That's it." Ma Hao raised the examination report in his hand. "I just have one question."

Lin Ye had already opened the next triage form: "Come in."

Once the call number screen lit up, it never emptied out again.

By the time Lin Ye finished writing down all the notes he had, lunchtime had long passed.

There were two boxed meals on the nurses' station, with the characters "Lin" and "Ma" written on the lids respectively.

Jiang Wen pushed the treatment cart back and tapped the box with the word "Lin" written on it.

"Eat first. You won't be able to take care of the next group of people when they come in."

Just as Lin Ye opened the chopsticks, Jiang Wen took out a small key from the drawer, with a white plastic tag on the key ring.

"After you finish eating, go to the changing room. Locker number 12 by the window is for you to use starting today."

Lin Ye took the keys: "Can we use it today?"

"Yes." Jiang Wen handed him a sticker with his name on it. "I had someone vacate it this morning, and I cleaned the inside. This is the only key; if you lose it, you'll have to make a replacement."

Ma Hao brought over another boxed lunch and flipped through the key tags: "Number twelve, this is a good spot. By the window, and not next to the trash can."

"What's wrong? You know him better than he does?" Jiang Wen asked.

"I used to stuff umbrellas into empty cabinets."

"No wonder no one has come to claim that black umbrella."

Ma Hao paused, then shoved the keys back into Lin Ye's hand: "The food's getting cold, hurry up and eat."

Jiang Wen pushed the treatment cart away, reminding him from behind, "Take the black umbrella before you leave work, don't wait for me to throw it away."

Lin Ye lowered his head, ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Ma Hao stuffed a piece of potato into his mouth. "I was afraid it would get lost if I left it outside that day."

"It was hidden quite well; I even forgot about it myself."

"Say less. Just because you have a closet doesn't mean you're all that great."

After finishing the last few bites, Ma Hao went to the lost and found basket on the bottom shelf of the nurses' station and retrieved the black umbrella.

A grayish-white tape was wrapped around the umbrella handle, and the name was blurred by water, leaving only the character "Ma".

Lin Ye glanced at it and said, "No wonder no one recognized it."

"Definitely, there aren't many people with the surname Ma in the hospital." Ma Hao tucked the umbrella under his arm and picked up the empty lunchbox with his other hand. "This time, just take it with you, so she won't actually throw it away."

After putting away his lunchbox, Lin Ye took out the bag containing his spare white coat from his backpack and went to the locker room to find his locker.

Cabinet number 12 is in the bottom row, and there is still a small patch of old adhesive residue on the door.

He pressed the name sticker down in the correct position, and a corner on the right side curled up.

Ma Hao followed behind, reaching out to flatten it for him, and then smoothing it out from the middle to both sides a couple of times.

"How's it? Pretty neat and tidy, right?"

Lin Ye took a half step back: "It's fine, it's not crooked now."

"Shouldn't you say thank you?"

"I'll buy you a Coke tonight."

"make a deal."

Lin Ye opened the cabinet door.

There was only one partition inside, and the metal plate still smelled of disinfectant.

He first put the bag containing the spare white coats inside.

He then took out two spare pens and a pack of masks from the side pocket of his backpack and placed them on the corner of the partition.

During his years of residency training, he would pack his things every time he changed departments, and his white coat was always crammed into his backpack along with his books and water cup.

Today I finally have some space in my backpack.

Ma Hao leaned against the cabinet door beside him, watching him pack: "You've already moved all your belongings in?"

"That's right, so I don't have to carry it every day."

"Once my three spots are approved, I'll apply for a window seat too."

Lin Ye closed the cabinet door and tested the lock: "I'll go with you to ask later."

"I'll remember that."

Not long after the two returned to the clinic area, Lin Ye's phone rang.

The call was from the dormitory management office.

The staff checked his name and said that his name was on the list of students returning to their dormitories transferred from the Department of Science and Education, and that he needed to process the return of his original dormitory bed.

"What's the latest deadline for submitting it?"

"Your bed will be reserved until the end of this month. Please clear out your belongings before you leave work on the last working day and hand over the key to the duty room on the first floor."

"Where's Ma Hao, who shared a room with me? He's still undergoing supplementary evaluation. Is he on the list of those leaving the dormitory?"

The other person glanced at the registration form: "He doesn't have a cancellation slip, so the bed won't be moved. He'll only accept your booking."

"Okay, I'll get it done by the end of the month."

The call ended, and Ma Hao, still standing beside him, asked, "Why are you asking about me now?"

"They might get it wrong and take your bed too."

"Don't worry, with my current status, the dorms wouldn't dare kick me out." Ma Hao said, then realized something was off and rubbed his nose. "That does sound a bit pathetic."

"Just hang in there for a few more days." Lin Ye put his phone back in his pocket. "Once you're done, whoever wants to live in this dorm can have it."

"Let me know when you're moving in at the end of the month."

"You might not be off that day."

"I can move it after get off work." Ma Hao nudged his backpack with his foot. "That box of books under your bed looks heavy to me. Carry it downstairs yourself, don't you want to hurt your back?"

Lin Ye didn't stand on ceremony with him: "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner after I finish moving everything."

"This time they're sincere."

"But you can still stay in this room until the end of the month, why are you in such a hurry to compete with others for a room?" Ma Hao raised his chin. "If that one-bedroom apartment is really rented out, just find another one. It's not like you don't have a place to sleep tonight."

Lin Ye reopened the chat box with the landlord.

I won't be going today, so you don't need to reserve a spot for me. I'll contact you again if there are any vacancies later.

The landlord responded readily.

【it is good. 】

Lin Ye put away his phone: "I'm not going to fight over it anymore."

"I'll call you next time we're looking at apartments."

"That's more like it. You calculate the commute time, and I'll go check the house for quality issues." Ma Hao clearly divided the tasks, "so you don't just go in and take a look around and only remember how many minutes away it is from the hospital."

"Okay, I'll take you."

As the day shift was drawing to a close, Qin Hai came out of the consultation room and called out to Ma Hao.

Ma Hao, who was working on his medical records, quickly turned his chair around: "Teacher Qin, what's wrong?"

"Do you still have the medical record number for that bed in the 7th ward last time?"

"Yes, I remember."

"Bring your medical record number and evaluation form tomorrow. I'll get the discharge summary and the urology department's opinion from the hospital's internal system."

Ma Hao, pen in hand, straightened his back immediately: "Can bed number seven be considered?"

"Let's review the records first." Qin Hai glanced at his computer. "Finish this one first, don't leave it for tomorrow."

"Received, will write it right away."

Qin Hai turned and went back to the consultation room.

Ma Hao stared at the door for two seconds before turning the chair back.

"Did you hear that?" he asked Lin Ye in a low voice. "Teacher Qin didn't say it can't count."

Lin Ye looked up at him and said, "You did everything you were supposed to do from the time you took over bed number seven until he left the hospital. The chances are pretty good."

Ma Hao tapped his pen on the table twice: "That's more like human speech."

He pulled the keyboard closer: "Put the watch in your bag when you get home tonight. Even if you forget something tomorrow morning, don't forget this."