Sister, Shut Up!

241. Ultraman is about to transform!

"This small piece on the left side of the knee has obvious cracks, and the outermost side has a certain position shift."

The doctor put the X-ray film that Chen Haotang had just taken on the wall, pointed to the injury on the knee above and said, "The current suggestion is to prepare for surgery."

"Can't you recover by yourself?" Chen Haotang didn't have much expression on his face, he just asked.

"If it's just a crack, you don't necessarily need surgery. Conservative treatment is also possible." The doctor said, "But your situation also includes separation and displacement, so you must have surgery to return to normal."

"Otherwise, even with conservative treatment, walking will still be affected in the future."

"Don't worry, this is just a minor operation for you, and you will be discharged from the hospital in a week at the earliest."

"Then let's have an operation." Ding Ning, who was always by her side, said hastily.

Chen Haotang turned his head and glanced at Ding Ning, then lowered his head again without making a sound. .

"Then open a ward for you first, pay the upfront fee, and then start preoperative preparation." The doctor prescribes the bill skillfully.

Chen Haotang just wanted to reach out to take the form, but Ding Ning had already taken the medical form in his hand before showing it to Chen Haotang.

"After paying the fee, the nurse will send you to the ward, just follow the nurse's instructions for preoperative preparation." The doctor urged a few more words.

Ding Ning nodded yes, and pushed Chen Haotang's wheelchair out of the diagnosis room, ready to pay the fee.

"How much?" Chen Haotang asked.

"It's not much, it's quite cheap." Ding Ning said, but she didn't show the fee to Chen Haotang, pushed him to the hall, and told him, "You stay here, I'll pay first .”

"I'll go too, use mine."

"There are so many people, it's very troublesome." Ding Ning waved his hand, then trotted away, "I'll help you cushion it first."

……

After one o'clock in the afternoon, the other three boys in the dormitory rushed to the hospital.

With the help of Jiang Miao and the others, Ding Ning's shoulders that had been supporting him finally collapsed, and he sat on the bedside to rest.

"Fairy Wood"

"I'm fine." Chen Haotang was lying on the hospital bed, his left leg was immobilized, and he didn't look like he was fine at all.

"You are a wounded person now, just lie down and wait for the arrangement." Jiang Miao stood by the bed, asked about the situation and continued, "You can't even get out of bed by yourself now, you must be accompanied by someone in the hospital. Are your parents here?"

"Don't." Chen Haotang shook his head, "I can't say that."

Wang Xin on the side frowned: "Even if you don't tell me now, I have to inform the counselor, and I will contact your parents when the time comes."

"..." Chen Haotang was silent for a while, and asked, "Can I not tell the counselor?"

"Are you sure?" Wang Zi could probably guess Chen Haotang's difficulties, so he added, "If it's family difficulties, notify the counselor and apply with the school, there is a chance to help share part of the medical expenses."

"Combined with the school's medical insurance and the compensation of the parties involved in the car accident, as well as the compensation from your food delivery platform, it should be enough to cover most of your medical expenses."

"My suggestion is to communicate with the school counselor as soon as possible, and save as much as possible, otherwise the operation will cost a lot."

"Let's talk to the counselor." Ding Ning also sat next to him and comforted him, holding Chen Haotang's left hand tightly with her two small hands, her face full of worry, "I'll tell you when the time comes, uncles and aunts. Don't worry about them."

Probably thinking of Ding Ning helping him to pay the fee at noon, Chen Haotang glanced at her, and after a moment of silence, nodded to Wang Xin and Jiang Miao: "Then I will trouble you."

"I'll notify the counselor first." Wang Xin acted quickly, took out his mobile phone and walked out of the ward.

Jiang Miao sat by the hospital bed, asked Ding Ning for the medical form and other things, and briefly looked at it.

Xun Liang walked in from outside the ward at this time, carrying a big bag full of various fruits in his hand: "Come, come, eat something first."

As he said that, he touched an orange first, peeled it and said, "Brother Tang, you really surprised me. I didn't go to get the takeaway, so I rushed here first. It's not too much to eat your orange." Bar?"

"Thank you." Ding Ning thanked Chen Haotang, took out an orange from the bag, peeled it for Chen Haotang and handed it over.

"Ding Ning, send me a copy of your class schedule." Jiang Miao said after putting down the medical bill, "Let's work hard these few days and take turns to take care of Chen Haotang. Don't delay your own class."

"Yeah, I'm sorry." Ding Ning nodded repeatedly and took out her phone.

Chen Haotang was lying on the bed, listening to their conversation, feeling uncomfortable and awkward for their help for no reason, but he couldn't refuse.

This made him a little unbearable, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, endured the tingling sensation from his knees from time to time, silently counting the time.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the sky had already darkened.

The three roommates have all gone back, only Ding Ning is still by the bed, sitting on the stool, with his head and arms resting beside Chen Haotang.

Looking at Ding Ning's pouty pink cheeks when she was asleep, Chen Haotang's eyes showed a rare trace of tenderness. He raised his hand and gently came to Ding Ning's face, stretched out his fingers, and brushed her messy hair behind her ears.

As a result of his movement, Ding Ning was subconsciously awakened, and raised his head to look at Chen Haotang.

"Are you going to the bathroom?" Ding Ning blinked and asked cautiously.

Chen Haotang didn't think about going to the bathroom at first, but when Ding Ning said that, he immediately wanted to urinate.

"……Um."

"Just now, the nurse gave me a catheter..." Ding Ning blushed, fumbled and fumbled out the catheter from under the hospital bed, not daring to look into Chen Haotang's eyes, and lowered her head and said, "Then, then I'll help you..."

Chen Haotang realized this problem. Lying on the hospital bed, he looked at his left leg fixed after being hoisted, and finally looked at the white ceiling. For the first time, he felt that his roommate was so important.

……

……

Since Chen Haotang was admitted to the hospital ward, the entire dormitory 412 has been busy.

Even Xun Liang, who used to skip classes and stay in the dormitory in different ways every day, would rush to the hospital ahead of time and change jobs with Ding Ning to take care of Chen Haotang.

Chen Haotang quickly completed the knee operation, and was observed in the hospital for three or four days after the operation.

After confirming that the postoperative recovery was fine, Chen Haotang did not stay in the hospital anymore, and decisively asked Ding Ning to help him handle the discharge procedures.

By the time Chen Haotang returned to the dormitory, it was already the fourth day of the National Day.

"That's no problem." Jiang Miao clapped his hands and showed Chen Haotang their achievements in the past few days.

Because Chen Haotang had an operation, it would take at least three months for his knee to fully recover.

Even if you can only initially move your knees, you need at least one month of cultivation.

So after returning to the dormitory, it is absolutely impossible for him to climb up and down to go to bed every day.

So Jiang Miao and the three of them worked together and prepared a floor bed for Chen Haotang. When he was going to sleep at night, he would make a bed on the floor, and he would pack it up when he woke up in the morning.

In order for Chen Haotang to recuperate well, they also prepared a half reclining chair, allowing Chen Haotang to lie halfway on it, with his left leg resting on a small bench and straightened, allowing him to play games in front of the desk .

After the fracture, it was impossible for Chen Haotang to deliver food in a short period of time. The only source of income was game training. This set of equipment that allows him to lie down and play games is obviously indispensable.

Chen Haotang, who climbed up to the fourth floor with a cane, walked into the dormitory. After seeing these arrangements, his lips twitched a few times, and finally he just said, "Thank you."

"Anyway, let's take care of your wounds now." Jiang Miao patted him on the shoulder, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask. The wounded will always be given priority."

"Yeah." Chen Haotang nodded, came to the desk with a cane, sat on the recliner, and slowly put his left leg on the small bench, which was very suitable.

Then he opened his notebook, and after thinking for a moment, he turned to look at Jiang Miao and asked, "I have a question for you."

"What?" Jiang Miao couldn't help but wonder as he sat down and prepared to type.

"That novel." Chen Haotang hesitated, but still asked, "Can I write it too? I think Wang Zi is also writing it. How much money can I make?"

"Ahem..." Jiang Miao was taken aback by Chen Haotang's thoughts, and waved his hands again and again, "If you haven't touched it before, I don't recommend it. It's better to get money quickly by playing games on behalf of you."

"But I played too many games, and my energy dropped quickly." Chen Haotang said helplessly, "I'm not a professional power leveling player. After four or five consecutive games, the winning rate cannot be guaranteed."

"There is nothing else to do at other times, so I just want to ask, can you write that web article?"

"I have no other requirements, I just want to try it out, and it doesn't matter if I can't make money."

He can't take out food now, and he can't make full use of his time playing games. Instead of wasting time like this, he might as well try other ways.

When he said this, Jiang Miao was silent for a moment: "...Have you read the online articles?"

"I saw a little in junior high school."

"a little?"

"It seems to be called "Panlong." Chen Haotang recalled, "I haven't watched it since high school."

"..." Jiang Miao looked helpless.

The reading volume of this online article is a bit difficult.

If you are not a reader who has a lot of experience in reading online articles, it is actually difficult to understand the ideas of some online articles.

For example, Wang Xin, even though he usually reads a lot, but when he writes online articles, his hips are stretched.

But Wang Zi is at least there. Jiang Miao occasionally chats with him about web-related skills. As long as Wang Zi studies hard, he can always make progress.

Chen Haotang is different, that is, he has no conventional literary background, nor does he have a lot of experience in reading online literature. Unless he slowly makes up for it now, it will be difficult to eat the meal of online literature.

But if Chen Haotang is asked to spend a lot of time scanning the list without writing anything, Jiang Miao really can't guarantee that he has the patience.

"What's wrong?" Chen Haotang asked strangely when he saw his hesitant look.

"My suggestion is to spend time reading online articles every day to get familiar with the narrative style of online articles." Jiang Miao said sincerely, without any twists and turns with him.

"How much do you want to see?" Chen Haotang asked as if accepting a task.

"At least 20 books as a base." Jiang Miao spread his hands, "For novels with more than 200 million words, you can follow the bestseller list."

Originally thinking that Chen Haotang would give up directly, or bargain for a while, Fan Chen Haotang just nodded, and asked again: "Okay, then what? Is there anything I should pay attention to when I look at it?"

"There is nothing to pay attention to in the early stage." Jiang Miao shook his head, asking novices to unpack and analyze the books, which is not very meaningful, "You should read the first tens of thousands of words in each book, and then choose your own best Start reading the few books you are interested in, and what you read is the most important thing.”

Writing a novel, if you can’t even read it yourself, it’s either a poor-quality copy off the assembly line, or it’s a street product.

Really a good book, the author must like this subject.

Otherwise, Jiang Miao can just teach Chen Haotang to write love essays, after all, this is Jiang Miao's best field.

But asking Chen Haotang to write directly would probably make him uncomfortable.

"Okay, then I'll power level first." Chen Haotang nodded, "I'll start watching tonight."

"That's fine, I'll start typing too."

Jiang Miao opened her notebook and was about to start typing when she heard Xun Liang poking her head out from the opposite bed and asking in surprise, "What? Brother Tang is going to write a novel too? Is it true or not?"

"Can you control you?" Jiang Miao rolled his eyes, "Play with your king."