passenger

Shi Dongdong lay on the bed, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were tightly closed.

The person beside the bed called him a few times in a low voice, but there was no response.

Obviously, Shi Dongdong was having some kind of nightmare.

His hand was held by the person beside the bed, which gave him a sense of security, so the strength in his hand increased a bit.The person who was holding his hand didn't dare to move easily, let him hold on tightly, and there were already red marks on the back of his hand.

"don't want!--"

Finally, Shi Dongdong yelled out, and at the same time, opened his eyes.

"You have a nightmare, don't be afraid." The man comforted him.

Shi Dongdong blinked his eyes a few times before barely resisting the dryness in front of his eyes, and a face slowly appeared in his sight.

The next second, after seeing clearly who the other party was, he pushed away the hand he was holding in disgust.

"Why are you?" Shi Dongdong said to Chen Zhi.

"Aunt Yu just went back, and you were still sleeping when she brought the food."

Shi Dongdong didn't want to talk to him, but found that there seemed to be something on his forehead, so he tore it off—it was a towel.

"Don't move around, you still have a fever." Chen Zhi bent over to pick up the towel that was thrown on the ground.

Shi Dongdong glanced at him coldly, then struggled to sit up.

"How long have I been asleep?" It was still daytime outside the window, Shi Dongdong didn't know whether it was morning or afternoon, and he also forgot when he started falling asleep.

"About five or six hours, the fever subsided a little, but you didn't wake up." After Chen Zhishi finished speaking truthfully, he turned around and went out with the washbasin to change.

"Has Qiao Hao been here?" Shi Dongdong stopped him.

"Not yet, he may be busy."

"You know that?" Shi Dongdong smiled, leaning against the back of the bed weakly, "Don't you even monitor him?"

"I'm just guessing that Dr. Qiao has been busy all the time." Chen Zhi stood up straight, but the washbasin in his hand made him look a little funny.

Shi Dongdong glanced at him, "Okay, pour out the water and throw away the towel, I don't want to apply that thing."

Chen Zhi didn't argue with him, he turned around and walked out of the ward.

"It's really like a dog..." Shi Dongdong looked at the infusion tube in his hand and said to himself.When he raised his eyes, he realized that after Chen Zhi left, there was another person standing beside him, a female doctor in a white coat.

She obviously heard what Shi Dongdong said, and she couldn't hide the surprise and displeasure on her face.

"How can you say that about your friend? He took care of you here all afternoon." Molly widened her eyes and complained about the man who left before.She really couldn't understand what kind of dude this is, who would make such an evaluation of "like a dog" to a person who worked hard to take care of himself.

"So, it's afternoon now?" Shi Dongdong glanced at her and nodded.

Exhausted, Molly threw the sphygmomanometer in her hand heavily on the edge of Shi Dongdong's bed, and said coldly, "Pull up your sleeves and measure your blood pressure!"

During the whole day shift, Qiao Hao has been busy in the inpatient department.

Several patients who were discharged from the hospital had to make a discharge summary, and those who were newly admitted had to make a hospital record. After finishing these, the director asked him to perform a few small fiberoptic bronchoscopy operations. He was busy until lunch time in the afternoon, but there was a message of peace Breathless news again.

Qiao Hao walked into An Ning's ward only after mustering up his courage.

The boy's body, which was originally bowed before, was stretched straight like a stiff fish. Two nurses were already pinching the airbags to give him oxygen. Without the monitoring of the equipment, no body data could be measured. He checked his heart rate with a stethoscope and his pulse with finger pressure, but the results were frustrating.

Qiao Hao returned to the office and issued a critical illness notice for An Ning.

However, there were no family members of the patient who could sign the notice inside and outside the ward.

Qiao Hao clenched his fists and slumped heavily on the desk, only to find that the pen on the desk that was used to write the notice was given by the boy, so he felt even more depressed.

"Doctor Qiao, An Ning's condition is better. This time, he should have survived." The little nurse said to him at the door panting.

"Really?" Qiao Hao loosened his fist slightly, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

He crumpled the critical illness notice into a ball and threw it into the trash can at his feet. However, the anger in his heart still couldn't be relieved—after all, he would lose another patient.

Before leaving get off work, Qiao Hao went to Anning's ward again, this time, the boy was already asleep.

Qiao Hao looked at the time in the ward, it was 05:30 in the afternoon, and the sun was still bright.

It's just that the boy didn't know how long he could support like this.

"Doctor Qiao, I want to study medicine in the future, and become a doctor like you, treating diseases and saving lives..." When An Ning had said such words to him, Qiao Hao only felt sad thinking about it now.Even if you become a doctor, you may not be able to cure diseases and save lives.

After leaving An Ning's ward, Qiao Hao went straight up to the fourteenth floor.

He felt like running away, and fled from the Anning ward to meet Shi Dongdong.

The ward at dusk was very quiet, the bald head went for radiotherapy on time, the old man's bed at the door was empty, and the pajamas were neatly folded on the bed sheet.There was only Shi Dongdong in the room, lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Qiao Hao took a deep breath slowly, tried to relax his body, and then gently approached the bed.

There are several bags of liquids of different colors hanging on the drip stand, and it seems that the speed of hanging can only end at night.

The person on the bed was breathing evenly, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

Qiao Hao's heart skipped a beat, the two days of restraint finally came to nothing.

He moved the chair closest to the head of the bed, looked at Shi Dongdong and became dazed.

Compared with An Ning, Shi Dongdong looked much healthier. Although he was thin, the lines on his face were soft, and even though he was white, blood could still be seen in his skin.

Shi Dongdong's face was very clean, and the eyelashes under the closed eyelids could be seen clearly.Qiao Hao couldn't help imagining how these eyes looked when they opened, they were clear but hard to see through.

Qiao Hao wanted to reach out to touch the man's face, but he hesitated when he stretched out his hand in mid-air.

Then, he found that he was still wearing the stethoscope he had used to check An Ning before.

So he took the stethoscope off his neck, put the earpiece on his ear, and gently placed the earpiece on Shi Dongdong's chest.The blanket was not thick, and he could clearly hear Shi Dongdong's heartbeat, every beat, strong and powerful.

He looked at the time and counted the number of heartbeats in the earpiece. There was no noise, neither fast nor slow.

Then, like a competent doctor, he took Shi Dongdong's hand and checked his pulse, it was fine and there was no problem.

Finally, Qiao Hao stretched out his hand and caressed Shi Dongdong's forehead.

The palms felt slightly hot, Shi Dongdong seemed to have a low fever, Qiao Hao frowned, and felt the temperature under his hands more attentively.

But at this time, the person on the bed turned his head slightly and slowly woke up.

"Hmm..." a moan.

"Are you awake?" Qiao Hao hurriedly took his hand away.

Shi Dongdong opened his eyes, and it took him a while to see clearly that it was him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Are you...testing my body temperature?"

"It seems to be a low-grade fever." Qiao Hao said truthfully, but his voice softened unconsciously.

"The chemotherapy reaction is normal, it's okay." Shi Dongdong said, as if to comfort him.

Qiao Hao could only nod his head, hoping so.

"Actually, I've always felt..." Shi Dongdong lay on the pillow with his eyes dazed, the smile on his face gradually deepened, and he paused for a while before saying, "Why do doctors and nurses like to check their body temperature with their hands other than a thermometer? It's unscientific, the temperature on the hands is sometimes cold and hot, how can the energy be accurate, and sometimes the hands are really cold..."

"Probably because it's convenient." Qiao Hao answered the words a little awkwardly, really worried if his hands were too cold.

"In the future, if you take my temperature again, you should put your head against your head. The temperature difference between your foreheads will be accurate. That's how my mother took my temperature when I was a child." Shi Dongdong looked at Qiao Hao with a smile.

Qiao Hao's hands unconsciously rubbed the hem of the white coat under the edge of the bed. He didn't know how to answer Shi Dongdong's words, but he felt that his smile was reassuring.

"Get well soon, don't let me touch you with a fever again." So he said.

"You really think you are my doctor, and you even help me auscultate..." Shi Dongdong glanced at the stethoscope hanging on Qiao Hao's chest, "However, I really hope to be your patient, like An Ning, who worships you every day. Look at his Dr. Joe."

Shi Dongdong spoke jokingly, but Qiao Hao's mood suddenly sank, "An Ning...he's not very good."

Shi Dongdong frowned, Qiao Hao immediately stopped talking, thinking that he didn't want to hear such news.

But Shi Dongdong sat up from the bed on his own, "I've been lying down for a whole day, and it gave me a headache."

Qiao Hao resisted not going to help him, watching him panting and leaning against the head of the bed.

"The last time I saw him, I thought he was very thin. Is it really hopeless? He is still so young..." Shi Dongdong sighed.

Qiao Hao could only shake his head, "Recently, he suffered from frequent ventricular fibrillation. His parents gave up and withdrew all supervision and medicine."

"Then he is waiting to die in the ward?"

"You know, the financial situation of their family is too big a burden." Qiao Hao looked at Shi Dongdong and said, for some reason, a thought flashed through his mind at that moment, if the Shi family could lend a helping hand to An Ning... ...But soon, he dismissed the idea, they have no such obligation.

Shi Dongdong didn't seem to read the meaning in his eyes, but slowly lowered his head, "How should I take him home?"

"He can't move casually, that would be very dangerous to him." Qiao Hao tried to explain.

"Anyway, there is nothing more desperate than being abandoned by relatives. His parents shouldn't be like this. It's better to die on the way home than lying alone in the hospital..." Shi Dongdong sighed again.

"Okay, don't think about it," Qiao Hao decided to stop immediately. After all, for Shi Dongdong who is undergoing chemotherapy, this is not a pleasant topic. "And the situation is not as bad as you think. An Ning is very strong."

"Well, he still has to record elementary school texts for his younger brother or sister. Last time I went to see him, he only recorded the second grade." Finally, Shi Dongdong smiled, "Uncle Liu's granddaughter is also in the second grade. He is in the second grade today. It was his granddaughter who yelled and took him out of the ward, saying that he wanted to take the children to the zoo."

"Can he be discharged from the hospital?" Qiao Hao was very happy that Shi Dongdong started a new topic.

"Just go home and have a rest. The doctor said there's nothing serious." Shi Dongdong's face was full of longing, "You know, his granddaughter is very interesting. Uncle Liu told her that grandpa's health is failing and he's about to die. You Guess what the little girl said?"

Qiao Hao shook his head, unable to guess.

"She said, that's fine, but I have to wait until she is on summer vacation or winter vacation before dying, so that she will be less troublesome, and don't have to ask for leave or miss classes. Uncle Liu smiled from ear to ear, and immediately agreed to her, saying that he There are only two chances to die a year, if you miss these two times, you have to wait another year." Shi Dongdong said with a relaxed tone.

"The old man is quite open-minded." Qiao Hao didn't want to continue with this topic.

"Yes, I really envy him." Shi Dongdong took a deep breath, but Qiao Hao glared at him.

"I'm envious that he can leave the ward if he wants to," the stared person immediately explained, shaking the arm connected to the picc tube, "but I'm tied to these IV tubes every day..."

Qiao Hao hurriedly pressed his raised arm, for fear that he might damage the infusion set.

"If you want to go out so much, hurry up and finish the chemotherapy drugs. I will take you out for a walk on the weekend."

"Really? Are you fake?" Shi Dongdong was overjoyed.

"You can always get it if you bite the bullet. The key is you. Will you be able to get out of bed by then?"

"I can pull out the tube now." Shi Dongdong made a gesture to lift the blanket.

"Let me tell you, why are you so energetic?" Qiao Hao hurriedly pressed his hand to lift the blanket, "I still have to ask the doctor in charge of you..."

Shi Dongdong lost interest, "Should I still ask Aunt Yu? Then ask Chen Zhi? My dad in the end?"

"I just don't want you to have any problems, and on Sunday, I will accompany you to the engagement banquet." Qiao Hao said, looking at Shi Dongdong seriously, "I hope that by then, you can happily wish those two people a hundred years Good fit."

Shi Dongdong couldn't take his eyes off Qiao Hao's gaze, and the hand held down by Qiao Hao also felt a little stronger.

He was startled, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, and finally raised the corner of his mouth to Qiao Hao, "It's easy to say."