6 Chapter 6 The Lucky One

Chapter 6 The Lucky One Stanley opened his eyes. He saw a diagram of a body on the wall and realized that he was lying in some kind of doctor's office. A man in a white coat appeared above him, flanked by Yin and Yang. "I am Doctor Don," said the man. "Doctor Dan?" said Stanley. "Doctor Don," repeated the man, as he fiddled with something at the other end of the table.

第6章幸运儿斯坦利睁开眼睛。 他看到墙上挂着一具尸体的示意图，意识到他躺在某种医生的办公室里。 一个穿白大褂的人出现在他的头顶上，两侧是阴和阳。 “我是唐医生，”那人说。 “丹医生?”斯坦利说。 “唐医生，”那人又说了一遍，一边摆弄着桌子另一头的什么东西。

Stanley felt a small pinch in his foot. At once, the pain in his side disappeared. He tucked his chin so he could see what Doctor Don was doing. Stanley gasped. There was a quivering needle as thin as a thread sticking right through his flat foot! "Chinese acupuncture," explained Doctor Don. "It is very good for the relief of pain." "How does it work?" asked Stanley. Doctor Don smiled. "Sometimes we doctors can only marvel at how little we really know."

斯坦利感到脚上有一点刺痛。 他身边的疼痛立刻消失了。 他收起下巴，以便能看到唐医生在做什么。 斯坦利气喘吁吁地说。有一根细得像线一样的针在他的平脚上颤动着!“中国针灸，”唐医生解释说。 “这对缓解疼痛很有好处。” “它是怎么工作的?”斯坦利问。 唐医生笑了。“有时候，我们医生只能惊讶于自己所知甚少。”

Stanley blinked. He was sure Doctor Dan had said almost the exact same thing after Stanley was flattened! "What happened to me?" Stanley asked. "It was the panda," Yin said. Yang held up the photograph. There was Stanley, smiling broadly as a big white furry face with black eyes lunged ferociously behind him. Stanley sat up and peeled back the bandage that stretched along the right side of his stomach. Close to his edge, he found a tear a few inches long. He could see right through himself. I'm hurt! Stanley thought in shock. This was the first time he had been hurt since becoming flat. He'd always known it could happen, but somehow he'd never really believed it.

斯坦利眨了眨眼睛。他确信丹医生在斯坦利被压扁后也说过几乎一模一样的话!“我怎么了?”斯坦利问道。 “是熊猫，”尹说。 杨举起了照片。 斯坦利站在那里，笑容灿烂，一张长着黑眼睛、毛茸茸的白色大脸凶狠地扑在他身后。 斯坦利坐了起来，撕开了右腹部的绷带。 靠近他的边缘，他发现了一个几英寸长的裂口。 他能看透自己。 我伤害!斯坦利震惊地想。 这是他变瘪后第一次受伤。 他一直都知道会发生这种事，但不知怎的，他从来没有真正相信过。

The sight of his rip was making Stanley dizzy, so he lay back down. "You are very lucky," said Doctor Don. "There was almost no blood." Suddenly, Stanley jumped up again. He remembered what day it was. "The performance!" he cried. "What time is it?" "We have to be in the Forbidden City soon," replied Yin. "I can do it," Stanley said in a brave voice. "I don't think that would be wise," cautioned Doctor Don. "But it doesn't hurt anymore!" said Stanley.

看到他被撕裂的样子，斯坦利感到头晕目眩，于是他又躺下了。 “你很幸运，”唐医生说。 “几乎没有血。” 突然，斯坦利又跳了起来。 他记得今天是什么日子。 “表演!”他叫道。 “现在几点了?”“我们得快点到紫禁城。”殷回答。 “我能做到。”斯坦利用勇敢的声音说。 “我认为这是不明智的，”唐医生警告说。 “但是现在不疼了!”斯坦利说。

Yang shook his head. "The tear has changed the shape of your body, Turnip Cake. Air will not flow around you in the same way." "But... what will you do?" Yang took a deep breath. "Confucius said, 'Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in getting up every time we do.'" With that, Yang lowered his broken foot and walked carefully across the room. Gaining speed, he walked up the wall and backflipped to the ground. "Brother, you are healed!" cried Yin. Doctor Don bent down and wiggled Yang's foot. "Remarkable," he murmured. Stanley felt like a heavy rock was falling deep inside his stomach. "You don't need me," he said in a soft voice. He tried to smile. "I'm sure you two will be great."

杨摇了摇头。“眼泪改变了你的体型，萝卜饼。 空气不会以同样的方式在你周围流动。” “但是……你打算怎么办?”杨深深地吸了一口气。 “孔子说:‘最大的光荣不在于从不失败，而在于每次失败都能爬起来。’”说完，杨放下受伤的脚，小心翼翼地穿过房间。 他加快了速度，爬上墙，后空翻到地上。 “哥哥，你好了!”殷叫道。 唐医生弯下腰，扭了扭杨的脚。 “真了不起，”他喃喃地说。 斯坦利感觉就像一块大石头从他的肚子深处掉了下来。 “你不需要我，”他轻声说。 他试图微笑。“我相信你们俩会很棒的。”