when you stare into the abyss

The cold came on fiercely, and the illness came like a mountain. Wan Tong went back to the hotel late at night, and covered the open window lightly. As soon as he turned his head, he heard Nie Zhiyan's confused voice from the bed: "It's late, isn't it?"

It was low and hoarse, as if it was struggling to squeeze out from the throat.

"Well, it's almost twelve o'clock. The case is progressing. I just changed shifts. I'll go tomorrow afternoon." You can sleep late. Wan Tong was originally in a happy mood, but when he heard the woman's voice, he suddenly became nervous, "Aunt Yan, Is it still hard?"

She put down her things, strode to Nie Zhiyan's left side, looked at the woman's dry thin lips and red and blurred eyes by the dim bed lamp, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover her forehead.

The temperature on the back of her hand is obviously hot. There is no doubt that she has a fever, and it is definitely not low.

"Aunt Yan, do you have a thermometer?" Take a measure first, and if the temperature is too high, she will be sent directly to the hospital. Without waiting for the woman to respond, she turned around and walked to the opposite table, opened the medical box and searched.

"The second grid on the second floor." Nie Zhiyan straightened up limply, leaned against the head of the bed, and reached for the mask on the side.

Wan Tong found the thermometer, turned around and saw the woman's movements, frowned almost imperceptibly, and approached quickly, regardless of 21, directly held her outstretched hand, gently put it into the quilt, and tucked it in again. Tuck corner.

"I am in good health, and I am not afraid of being infected. When more than half of the members of the district team were sick, I was fine."

Nie Zhiyan was momentarily stunned by Wan Tong's sudden actions and words. She was already slow to react when she was ill. It took nearly half a minute for her to speak slowly: "Now is the flu season."

"The flu can't come to me." Wan Tong didn't listen to her at this time, and threw the mercury below the scale line, and his frizzy heart calmed down when he thought that he almost lifted the thin material off the opponent's shoulders.

She coughed lightly in embarrassment before handing the thermometer to Nie Zhiyan: "I'm looking at the time, 7 minutes."

Nie Zhiyan nodded, took it as she said, and clamped it tightly in her armpits. She was aware of her physical condition, her body temperature was probably at least 38.5 degrees Celsius, and it wouldn't get better in a while.

Seven minutes later, Wan Tong reminded her to take out the thermometer, hold it in her hand, and check the scale at the head.

38.8 degrees, already considered high temperature.

In the first semester of his junior year, the school had a public class, which taught basic first aid and hygiene knowledge, and Wan Tong listened to a lot of it in his left ear and out in his right ear.Fever is not a disease, but an abnormal body temperature caused by some other diseases. In other words, it is necessary to know what Aunt Yan is uncomfortable in order to prescribe the right medicine.

Yes, go to the hospital.

As soon as the thermometer was put away, the woman covered her mouth and coughed twice, and asked her, "How many degrees?"

"38.8 degrees, shall we go to the hospital?" Wan Tong said as he prepared to pack his things.

"No, the flu is a viral cold, and I can only get a fever-reducing injection when I go to the hospital. Azithromycin is an antibiotic and I can't take it. I only take cold capsules and granules. Take some time tomorrow to buy some diclofenac sodium to reduce the fever." Nie Zhiyan said so Talkative, a little tired.

"What's your name? What's dichloro?" Wan Tong's worried expression was palpable. As she asked, her full name appeared on the screen. She put on a coat and was about to go out, "Aunt Yan, rest first, we Go to the hospital." The pharmacy must have been closed, only the emergency department of the hospital was still open.

"Tongtong." Where could I stop her, the door creaked shut, and the person under the quilt stared blankly at the open space where there were people standing 10 seconds ago, suddenly feeling a little dazed.Since that incident, my body has not been as good as before. Even if I exercise regularly, I still have to suffer for half a month every time I catch a cold.She usually bears it by herself, and even Nie Zhilan won't tell her. Now she is taking good care of her, although she is not used to it, but her heart is much warmer.

Just rely on it for a little while, it should be fine, right?

Wan Tong went to the hospital and not only bought back diclofenac sodium, but also listened to the advice of the doctor on duty and bought Lianhua Qingwen granules and cough-relieving capsules.She mixed the granules with warm water and let it cool. Diclofenac, cold capsules and cough capsules were divided according to the instructions and spread out on a piece of paper.

Nie Zhiyan looked at her busy figure with her eyelids forcefully opened, and her gaze followed her, momentarily fascinated.

"Aunt Yan, Aunt Yan."

After calling twice, Nie Zhiyan came back to her senses, and Wan Tong handed her the medicine.

Just took the granule, took the medicine, and drank a full glass of water, and the two glasses of water beside it were specially given by Wan Tong to cool her down. Although "drinking plenty of water" is just three simple words, it is the most effective way. While replenishing water, it can speed up the discharge of toxins.

As soon as Nie Zhiyan sat upright after taking the medicine, Wan Tong lifted a stool to her left, holding half a basin of water in her hand, the woman faintly smelled alcohol.

"Physical cooling?"

"Well, the alcohol is diluted with water. I asked the doctor about the ratio."

The two were very close, and Nie Zhiyan looked closely at her clear eyes that were not stained with dust, her heart trembled slightly as if something had brushed her, and she could only open her thin lips consciously: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"No trouble." One second she wrung out a small wet towel in the basin, and the next second she began to struggle. The doctor said to wipe the forehead, armpits, elbows, palms, calf roots and other places where blood vessels travel...

How to start?Wan Tong used to take care of Zhao Yingying who was injured and sick, and her own mother, tossing around casually, but now the object is Nie Zhiyan, and she feels a drum in her heart.

Just when she was in a dilemma, the woman stretched out her slender arms. Under the illumination of the warm lamp, she squinted her eyes, and the corners of her lips curved into a shallow arc.

Wan Tong held back his breath, and exhaled heavily after seeing her smile, silently telling himself not to be afraid of contact, not to overthink, Aunt Yan is still sick, the key is to quickly reduce the fever.Starting from the palm, she gently clasped the woman's wrist with her left hand, grasped the strength with her right hand, and covered the other's soft palm with a towel.

Nie Zhiyan closed her eyes slightly, feeling the coolness and gentleness brought by the alcohol, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.Wan Tong noticed her calm breathing, the panic of silently talking about "see no evil", "don't do evil", and finally let go of her holding heart, boldly thinking carefully about where to wipe next.

Worried about waking her up, Wan Tong only wiped his palms and elbows, and covered her forehead with a warm towel.Change the water every half an hour, and then check the temperature of her forehead. It wasn't until the middle of the night, when she felt that the other party's temperature had really dropped, that she was ready to take a rest.In the dark, she quietly looked at the woman's uneasy sleeping face, feeling sore in her heart, wishing she could replace it with her own body.

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Early the next morning, after taking the temperature, it was 36.8, and the situation stabilized.Just after 7 o'clock, Wan Tong went to a nearby breakfast shop to bring back a bowl of beef porridge and a white water egg, and after watching her finish eating, he ran out to eat mutton powder by himself.

In the morning, Nie Zhiyan slept intermittently for a while, and Wan Tong also took a nap. At 37.4 o'clock in the afternoon, her body temperature was [-], which was still a bit low-grade.But she was urged to go out by the woman, so she had to obey.

The monitoring locations kept changing, Wan Tong and Chu Tao switched to Huang Bo and Xiao Zhou, Huang Bo reminded him before leaving.

"Last night at two o'clock in the middle of the night, Uncle Qian sneaked up to the balcony to talk to another person. It lasted for half an hour. There must have been a quarrel. Uncle Qian finished smoking a few cigarettes with a red face before returning to his room."

"Can you find out who you are talking to?" Chu Tao asked casually knowing that there was little hope.

"No, without definite evidence, the application cannot be made."

Wan Tong stopped the car in a hidden place by the side of the road: "Okay, let's continue to follow up, you go back and rest."

"Call me if you need anything." Huang Bo gestured, opened the car door behind him, and sat back in the cab.

From two o'clock to five o'clock, the people watching closely did not have any abnormal behavior.At [-]:[-], Qian Ciyong finally left the fruit market, and Wan Tong followed him by driving at a distance.

The man went home first, and then went to the vegetable market with the thermos bucket to deliver food to Zhang Hui. At 6:[-], the two left the shop dragging their suitcases, and Wan Tong followed with another car driven by an auxiliary policeman.

"Where is this road going?" The car drove farther and farther, and it had been driving for about an hour and a half.

"Binan, we're going home. Huang Bo said that Qian Anyang was in the Affiliated Hospital of Binnan University, and Qian Ciyong should have sent Zhang Hui there." Chu Tao checked the navigation, and it was only 25 kilometers away from Binnan.

"Ah? What about Aunt Yan?" Wan Tong first thought of Nie Zhiyan.

Chu Tao suggested: "Why don't you make a phone call? You stop and let me drive."

Wan Tong called Nie Zhiyan, telling her that he might not go back tonight, and told her to remember to take her medicine and go to bed early.The other party responded one by one, and added in a soft voice before hanging up: "Be careful."

The woman may have mentioned it inadvertently, but from this side, the short four words seem to be bubbling warmly flowing in her heart, and then slowly rippling away, making her unable to calm down for a long time.

Aunt Yan, you are concerned about me.

"Missing, hey, missing."

"Ah?" Wan Tong regained his composure, and said in disgust, "Brother Tao, don't call me by my name when you get back, it will ruin it if it spreads."

"I think this name is pretty good. It gives people a sense of energy." Chu Tao followed the car in front of him and got off the highway. "We can go home after a few more kilometers."

"Brother Tao, follow closely, Qian Ciyong just turned the corner." Wan Tong reminded her.

Chu Tao also turned left with the turn signal: "This is the way to the hospital, I am familiar with it. By the way, you can report to Team Nie."

Wan Tong nodded, and dialed Nie Zhilan's number, but no one answered the first time, only to be picked up the second time, and an unfamiliar voice came from the phone.

"Hey."

"Huh?" She looked at the screen display, it was correct.

"Oh, team Nie is chopping vegetables, are you?"

"I'm her colleague and I have news to report."

The other party paused for two seconds, obviously helpless: "Captain Nie, someone is looking for you."

"Wait, right now." Nie Zhilan, who was cutting the beef, washed her hands and gently dried them on the hand towel behind her before answering the phone.

The author has something to say: Do not abuse antibiotics for influenza or other viral colds.

Yan: It should be ok to rely on it for a while, right?

Wan Xiaotong: As many times as you like!

Moxi felt very uncomfortable, after twelve o'clock, today's little red flowers were gone. (beating chest and stamping feet)

感谢在2020-04-1021:00:03~2020-04-1200:43:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Ruoyi, Lanyan, 1 jackey ball;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Flying Fish, Yearning for Money, Noon Talk, Mu Chenyan, Muzi 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Changan., Wu Luqi, there will be 10 bottles of Qi in the future; Gone with the wind 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!