The transfer boss was teased by the school grass

When Jian Shuai and Wang Yuntian stepped into the ambulance, the nurse on board handed them a medical form and asked them to sign it. The eyes exposed outside the mask were a little confused, "The ambulance you called? Contact Wang Yuntian? Where is the patient?" One? What symptoms?"

"Sister Nurse, it's him. He has a stomachache and it hurts badly." Wang Yuntian hurriedly called his sister sweetly to cover up his guilty conscience of fussing over a molehill, "I'm Wang Yuntian."

"Lie down quickly, how long has it been hurting? How do you feel now?" The nurse reached out and pressed Jian Shuai's stomach and abdomen, which was soft to the touch, ruled out appendicitis.

"It started to hurt in the morning, and it has been hurting, throbbing." Jian Shuai lay on the stretcher bed, with one leg bent, one hand covering his stomach, and the back of the other hand resting on his forehead. It feels more obvious.

Jian Shuai quietly comforted himself in his heart, that he was not so childish and self-willed, and it still hurts to be honest.

About 10 minutes later, the ambulance drove into the No. [-] Hospital closest to No. [-] Middle School, and Jian Shuai was carried into the emergency room.

Various expiratory gastroscopy examinations, laboratory tests and drug skin tests.

The doctor prescribed injections for three days. After discussing with them, they hung up a bed in the inpatient department so that they could lie down for a while during the injections.

Jian Shuai wanted to get a private room, but was sternly rejected by the young female doctor, saying that the hospital beds were already tight, and it was because they ran into an 8-person room. Fortunately, there was an empty bed, and in Jian Shuai's case, outpatient infusions were enough.

Jian Shuai thought about it carefully, turned his head and lay down on the consultation table pitifully, one doctor at a time, said that he was a middle school student, he was nervous about his studies, and had no time to come to the hospital for injections, could he take the injections back to the school medical staff? Room fight.

Jian Shuai's face was pale, with thick and long eyelashes drooping slightly, his arms were weakly spread out on the table, and his voice was weak.

Faced with such an aggrieved and pitiful handsome face, the female doctor smiled helplessly, and only opened the bed for today, and told him in a soft voice that after returning home, he should eat regularly, do not drink alcohol, do not eat cold food, and avoid spicy food. Eat softer food, ask family members to cook more millet porridge for you to drink.

Jian Shuai thanked him repeatedly. When Wang Yuntian helped him leave the consultation room, the female doctor reminded him behind his back that he should be treated early if he is sick. If he is later today, he may have a stomach perforation. That is a matter of going to the operating table. Don't care about your body.

After working for a long time, Jian Shuai finally lay on the hospital bed, waiting for the nurse to come and give him an injection.

Disinfectant water mixed with the smell of various pills and injections, and four white ceiling-mounted energy-saving lamps illuminate the ward brightly, as if to frighten the germs so that they dare not show their appearance.

Eight hospital beds are lined up, each bed has a small bedside table, and a metal hook hanging from the ceiling above the bed hangs a bottle.

Jian Shuai's bed was at the innermost, near the window, through which he could see another brightly lit inpatient building.

Hanging on the metal hook above the bed was a large bag + a small bag of injections, one white and one light yellow, in which racemic anisodamine hydrochloride was added, specially for him to relieve pain.

The nurse came over to check the patient's information, and the needle was smoothly inserted into the raised blood vessel on the back of the hand.

Jian Shuai closed his eyes and began to administer the drip quietly.

It is not accurate to say that it is quiet. The 8-person room in the mild disease ward cannot be quiet.

The patients living in this ward don't have fatal serious problems, but some have some problems such as pain here, itching there, disharmony in the pulse, and restlessness all over the body.

So the ward was filled with a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere from time to time.

Doctors and nurses came in and out, and patients chatted with hanging bottles: When are you going to leave the hospital?Can medical expenses be reported?Did you add imported medicine?Do you usually play chess?My niece is 28 this year, and I have a suitable introduction...

After getting acquainted with each other, the family members who accompany the bed also stroll from one bed to another, take a look and chat.

Jian Shuai glanced at the hanging bottle, the liquid medicine dripped down the transparent plastic needle tube, bit by bit taking away the pain in his stomach.

Wang Yuntian also stared at the hanging bottle for a while, seeing that everything was normal, he went downstairs to get takeaway.

Jian Shuai rested his arms on his eyelids, and his ears were very noisy. He regretted dropping his phone, otherwise it would be good to listen to music with earphones.

No, I don't want to listen to songs, but to chat with Brother An.

He lowered his arms, pressed his eye sockets, half-opened his eyes, and his head went blank for a moment.

On the bed next to Jian Shuai, there was a young man half lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone with one hand.

A middle-aged woman with her hair in a bun stood by the young man's bed, touching his forehead for a while, and tucking the corners of his quilt for a while.Ask from time to time, "Will my son eat this, and will my son eat that?"

The young man kept his eyes on the phone screen, and was impatiently asked, frowning, "Mom, can you stop for a moment, don't dangle, sit still!"

Jian Shuai pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids, and turned his head to the other side, staring at the small space outside the window that was marked by the light of the ward.

Wang Yuntian strode in with two bags of takeaway, bent down to lift up the small table on the side of the hospital bed, and put the takeaway on it.

Rice with abalone sauce, fried rice with shrimps, hot milk and iced milk tea, rice and hot milk are for the sick, follow the doctor's advice, soft and rotten.

Jian Shuai didn't eat anything all day, so he slipped down to take a few big mouthfuls of hot, fresh and soft rice.

A gust of hot air went down from the throat, swirled around the stomach, and then rose again, and the whole body was ironed a lot.

"Hey, your school god sent you a message, and even made a phone call." Wang Yuntian was also hungry, took a few big mouthfuls of fried rice, took out his mobile phone and handed it to Jian Shuai, "I'm afraid that your lies will pass you by. Dare to take."

Jian Shuai put down the spoon, took the phone, the screen displayed just stopped at the SMS page, Xia Yi'an sent a text message, "Jian Shuai, are you on WeChat?"

Without the slightest hesitation, a call was made, and before the count reached 3, there was a "Hello" over there.

"Brother An, I can't log into WeChat right now, I need a verification code."

"Well," Xia Yi'an's breathing came through the microphone, as if someone was standing right next to his ear, "Is your sister by your side?"

"Ah...not here, I'm coming out." Jian Shuai sniffed.

"Well, when will you be back?"

"A few hours." Jian Shuai looked at the remaining amount of the injection and estimated the time, "You..."

"I miss you, I didn't hug you enough this afternoon," Xia Yi'an didn't wait for Jian Shuai to finish speaking, "Come back soon!"

"Tsk, Brother An, you..." Jian Shuai seemed to be stuffed with a big mouthful of milk chocolate, sweet to the heart.

"Don't believe me?" Xia Yi'an laughed.

"not me......"

"Come back and give me a hug!" Xia Yi'an continued to chuckle in a low voice, "Enough hugs, prepare for tomorrow's exam."

"Ahem," the lamp above his head made people sweat profusely, Jian Shuai turned his body, crossed his legs, and changed his position, "Will you BATTLE tomorrow? Brother An!"

"Battle with Li Zong?" Xia Yi'an said slowly, "I believe you in English."

"I don't need to battle with you in the other three subjects, I won!" Jian Shuai made sure that Xia Yi'an had let go of his grievances about missing the exam and being demoted, and took the initiative to joke.

"You call victory unarmed, brother!" Xia Yi'an accompanied him, blackmailing each other.

"Yeah, otherwise I won't win you, haha..."

"I want to tell you that you ranked first in mathematics and English this time, and you are very good!" Xia Yi'an's tone was very relaxed, and he could hear that he was really happy for Jian Shuai.

"That's because you didn't take the exam, so I was able to get the first place." Joking aside, Jian Shuai still knew it very well.

"Your self-positioning is very clear! Go in and talk about it when you come back." Xia Yi'an said, "In case your sister waits."

"Yeah." Jian Shuai frowned, the retribution for lying was coming, and he obviously wanted to chat for a while.

"Jane handsome!"

"Ok?"

"I'm done taking a shower and I'm going to bed." After Xia Yi'an finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone with a smile, not giving Jian Shuai a chance to fight back.

The phone almost slipped out of Jian Shuai's hand, Jian Shuai quickly threw it to Wang Yuntian as if he was holding a hot potato, and continued to bury his head in his meal.

"Ah..." Wang Yuntian glanced at him sideways, and put the phone upside down on the small table, "Someone... tsk tsk tsk, it's sticky!"

Taking advantage of Jian Shuai's time on the phone, Wang Yuntian had already finished cooking fried rice.Throwing the empty lunch box into a plastic bag, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and sipped his iced milk tea.

"Oh handsome, I met Zhou Qiang on the first floor just now, and he was also getting takeaway." Wang Yuntian said.

"Zhou Qiang? He's alright? Has anyone helped him?" Jian Shuai looked up at his needle, thinking that the medicine was dripping slowly, so he put down the spoon and reached out to pump the medicine to the maximum speed.

"There's no one to help him, he's alone, he seems to be fine." Seeing Jian Shuai's movements, Wang Yuntian yelled, "Hey, why are you speeding up so fast? I'm dizzy."

"Hurry up and call away." Jian Shuai lowered his head to pick up the meal, Xia Yi'an's phone call made him speed up everything, "I have to review tomorrow's exam at night."

"You just said you saw Zhou Qiang? Which ward?" Jian Shuai suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "I want to find him."

"It should be the surgical ward, upstairs above us," Wang Yuntian thought for a while, "I got off the elevator and he still hasn't got off. There are too many people, so he didn't see me."

The speed of the potion is adjusted fast, and it will be dripped in less than 20 minutes.

After the nurse came to pull out the needle, Jian Shuai jumped out of bed and went out. Before leaving, he walked around to the middle-aged woman in the next bed and said that he would not stay here at night and that she could sleep in the hospital bed.

The middle-aged woman kept saying thank you and insisted on sending him to the door.

Wang Yuntian followed Jian Shuai, turned his head and saw that the medicine on the bedside table beside the hospital bed was missing, and ran back to get the medicine.

"Hey, Jian Shuai, your stomachache has completely healed? You walked so fast," Wang Yuntian didn't forget to open the plastic bag containing the medicine and count the medicines and various receipts, "Isn't it just Xia Yi'an, he can't run away , what are you in a hurry for?"

"Brother An is just one of the reasons why I am anxious. I am anxious to find Zhou Qiang now, and I finally met him."

Jian Shuai walked quickly to the nurse's station, asked the sister nurses for the specific floor of the surgical ward, then rushed to the elevator room, switched on the elevator, and waited to go upstairs.

"Cloud disk, do you have money in Alipay?" Jian Shuai put two fingers together, pressed the pinhole on the back of his hand through the cotton ball, and stared at the constantly changing numbers on the display screen on the side of the elevator door, turning his head and asking.

"Yes, how much do you want?"

"I can't tell, I want tens of thousands of yuan," Jian Shuai let out a sigh of relief, "I'll pay you back when I go back."

"Well, yes, it doesn't matter if you don't pay it back. Why do you want money?" Wang Yuntian opened his account to check the balance, it should be enough.

"Get rid of Zhou Qiang's matter," Jian Shuai raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Don't tell Brother An."

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