The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

21

The pattering autumn rain kept falling, and there seemed to be a hole in the sky.

As soon as Ah Bin got out of the car, a gust of cold air hit him right through him. He was so cold that he sneezed, and hurried into the corridor with his arms folded.

The elevator stopped on the tenth floor, and he walked out while yawning. This week, he was disturbed by Wen Ziqian so that he didn't get a full night's sleep.

Opening the door, a bearded face suddenly came into view, the eyes like a ghost were bloodshot, and it rushed towards it viciously, as if it wanted to eat people.

"Ah..." A Bin screamed, and a pair of sharp claws clasped his shoulders, and there was a sharp pain.

"It's broken, it's broken, let go."

Qin Cang said hoarsely, "Where is Wen Ziqian?"

"What?" Abin said.

"Stop pretending to be stupid with me. Where is Wen Ziqian? He hasn't come home for a week, and there is no one in the company, and he doesn't answer the phone? Where has he gone?" Qin Cang gritted his teeth, and this week he mobilized all his younger brothers to help him find If he couldn't find Wen Ziqian again, he felt that he was going crazy.

A Bin broke free from the iron tongs, hid at a safe distance, and said, "President Wen went to inspect the project and is coming back soon, so I won't let me fetch something for him."

Under Qin Cang's vicious gaze, he tremblingly walked to the bedroom, while packing and changing clothes, he glanced at Qin Cang who was following him from the corner of his eye.

"How is his health recently?" Qin Cang asked.

A Bin pretended to be calm, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I can eat and sleep."

"He...has he mentioned me..."

"Well..." When he looked up, he saw Qin Cang's sharp facial features, and swallowed, "The two brothers quarreled... After the quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed..."

Qin Cang: "..."

A Bin put the asthma medicine in his bag and said, "You should get to know my cousin, who has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and he will be fine if he says a few nice words when we meet next time." He actually didn't know anything, and Wen Ziqian didn't mention it either. After passing Qin Cang, he guessed that the two probably had a quarrel just by touching Wen Ziqian's stinking temper like a stone in a latrine.

For so many years, as long as two people had conflicts, Wen Ziqian's temper would be unstoppable and vented on others, which could revive the dead.

Qin Cang stared at his bag and frowned, "Has he suffered from asthma?"

A Bin glanced at the bag, rolled his eyes one by one, and said haha: "No, no, it's not a week of business trip, and the journey is tiring, so be prepared."

Qin Cang wanted to ask something else, but Ah Bin was afraid that if he said too much, he would lose his words, so he ran and shouted, "I have to go, I kept my devil cousin waiting for a long time, so he must have skinned me."

"I'll go with you!"

"No, no, it's too late..."

"Stop!!" Qin Cang yelled, his footsteps slowed down by half a step, and his face was almost flattened by the knocking door.

A Bin slammed the door, rushed downstairs at a speed of 100 meters, got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and ran.

Qin Cang followed closely behind, failed to catch him, punched the wall angrily, and cursed: "Next time I see you, I'll take off a layer of your skin first!"

The poor white wall was damaged, and one layer fell off first.

……

Xie Bo carefully looked at the inspection form sent, compared it with the inspection when he was just admitted to the hospital, then turned and went to the most secluded recuperation area of ​​the hospital.

Xie Bo is in his forties and has practiced medicine for more than 20 years. He is also considered a well-known doctor. He has a good sense of responsibility in medical skills, but his temper is a little bit bad.

As soon as he stepped into the ward, Dr. Xie became angry and yelled at the door: "Hey, Young Master Wen doesn't take my words seriously now, does he?"

Wen Ziqian was buried in a pile of documents, when he heard the roar, his body visibly trembled, he raised his head and grinned, "Thank you doctor, it's so early."

A simple small table was placed on the bed, full of documents.The large hospital gown was hung on him, and a quilt was placed under his chest. His waist was sunken in the pillows piled up behind him, his right elbow was propped on the table, and his left hand was holding a pen, sitting crookedly.He tilted his head to look at the angry Dr. Xie, and said with a smile, "It will be fine soon, soon."

Dr. Xie was so angry that his teeth were itchy, he gave him a white look, walked over and brought the table directly.

Wen Ziqian stretched out his hand to grab it back, but he fell to the side uncontrollably.

Xie Bo put down the table, quickly grabbed his shoulders with quick eyes, and scolded him again: "Look, look, I can't even sit still, so lie down for me!" He took off the pillow and watched The young man fell back on the bed limply.

Wen Ziqian had just turned 19 years old when he was transferred to this hospital. After seven years of doctor-patient relationship, he was definitely the most troublesome patient for Dr. Xie.

A week ago, when he was sent to the hospital, he was in a deep coma, with persistent high fever and lung infection.

Because of dyspnea, cough and asthma, he couldn't lie flat and could only sit on his back. Wen Ziqian could hardly fall asleep, and endured this excruciating torment all night long.

For him, Dr. Xie didn't go home for a week, and changed several treatment plans. Seeing that the fever subsided and he was able to eat, he was able to sleep on his back last night, but today he started to toss again.

"If you continue like this, you'll just stay here for another week!"

Wen Ziqian collapsed on the bed, still holding the pen in his left hand, he rarely softened his tone, and begged for mercy: "Doctor Xie, please do me a favor, give me the documents, I'll finish with a little more."

Xie Bo glared at him and said, "Impossible! Shut up and check."

As the stethoscope moved in the lung area, Wen Ziqian sighed and obediently shut his mouth.The noise has been reduced a lot, and the recovery is pretty good.As a result, the hospital gown was lifted, and the brows were wrinkled into characters again.

Wen Ziqian's lower abdomen was obviously swollen, and his skin color was fair, but now that he swelled up, he looked fragile and transparent under the light.

"Still can't urinate?" Xie Bo gently pressed his hand, and Wen Ziqian's body trembled, making a small and short groan///groan.

"You still know it hurts! I thought you were made of iron and didn't know it hurts!" Xie Bo was angry and distressed at the same time. After all, he had taken care of this child for seven years.

Wen Ziqian gasped for breath twice, forced a smile, and said, "Be merciful...it really hurts..."

Xie Bo sighed, and said, "How long has it been in pain? Why didn't you call a nurse? You still dare to sit and sign documents, yes, your endurance has improved again, you want to learn like a revolutionary martyr!"

"Didn't I want...to rush you...to finish the matter before the ward rounds?" Wen Ziqian continued to fan the flames without fear of death.

Xie Bo gave him a hard look, and taught him a lesson: "You just do it. I think you have forgotten how much you suffered to restore the ability to urinate back then. If you do this again, all previous efforts will really be for naught."

Wen Ziqian pursed his lips, unable to laugh anymore, and said, "I know I was wrong...Next time...it won't be..."

Xie Bo took out the disposable catheter from the cabinet, disinfected it and said, "Hold on."

Wen Ziqian looked at that thing, his legs started to twitch, he grabbed the quilt and gagged his mouth, his breathing became short of breath.

His urethral opening is relatively fragile. A few days ago, an indwelling catheter was inserted, which caused some redness and swelling. He had to remove the catheter and change it to intermittent catheterization.Every time the catheter was inserted, it was like a punishment. The pain caused him to burst into tears, and he lost all his embarrassment.

For this reason, in order to reduce the number of intubations, he did not even dare to drink more water.

He closed his eyes, inhaled and exhaled, trying to relax himself.But when the tube was forcibly inserted, he still shuddered in pain.

Both legs spasmed violently due to the stimulation, Wen Ziqian grabbed the handrail on the wall in pain, wishing to pull it off.

He tilted his head, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, beads of sweat hung on his eyelashes.

Xie Bo was very experienced. He raised his legs to press down on his bouncing knees. The speed of his hands did not slow down at all. He pinched and pulled Wen Ziqian's little brother, avoiding the male officer with experience. With three physiological bends, the urinary catheter smoothly slipped into the bladder.He slowly opened the valve and drained the urine three times.

After pulling out the urinary catheter, Wen Ziqian wiped off his sweat, and said in a trembling voice, "Oh my god... If you keep going on like this... you're really going to die..."

Xie Bo was angry and funny, stretched out his hand to press his abdomen, checked him softly, and said with a sneer, "Master Wen, you are really capable of tossing, your stool is as hard as a stone. Well, today I will bring you a complete set Kill the chicken, lest you heal the scar and forget the pain!"

He rang the calling bell and said, "Two people, give Master Wen an enema."

"..." Wen Ziqian: "Can I change to two gentle ones, your nurses are too rude..."

"It's just for people like you!" Xie Bo looked at him fiercely, and snorted coldly: "Can you cooperate, Young Master Wen, if you continue like this, my signboard will be smashed by you."

Wen Ziqian said aggrievedly: "It's not that I don't cooperate... It's that I really can't pull it out..."

Wen Ziqian is most afraid of enemas, the medicine liquid flows into the rectum, because the bowel movement is slow, it will take a long time for the medicine to take effect.

Right now is the delay period, he gasped for the pain in his stomach, but he couldn't get it out.

The nurse skillfully massaged around his navel with the palm of his hand, Wen Ziqian's lips were pale without a trace of blood, and he wished he could just faint.

Seeing that he was in pain, Xie Bo distracted his attention by talking to him, "By the way, Qin Cang has harassed me no less than ten times this week, and the threshold of my office has almost been stepped down by him."

Wen Ziqian squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "You...you didn't... just say..."

"Protecting the privacy of patients is what we should do." Xie Bo said: "I was just wondering, the good VIP wards can't be accommodated, and they insisted on hiding in this place where old men live in the elderly. It turned out that it was to hide from Qin Cang. However, you are not good brothers Is it? Why are you making such a fuss this time?"

Wen Ziqian's forehead was sweating, and he wanted to get the poop out quickly, so he simply ignored him.

Xie Bo had no eyesight and said: "Private hospitals are expensive. The advantage is that service is paramount. It is absolutely from the patient's point of view. However, from the perspective of personal feelings, I hope you can reconcile as soon as possible... I am very curious, I have known you for seven years , I rarely see you quarreling. This time... it won't be for a woman..."

The woman is a dick!

Wen Ziqian only felt that his anger was rising, and as soon as he tried hard... finally came out...

When A Bin rushed over, Young Master Wen had just experienced a regional torture. He was covered in mud, and was being hugged and wiped by several nurses, and changed into a dry hospital gown.

Before Xie Bo left, he told A Bin thousands of times: "Today is absolutely rest, and I can't deal with official documents anymore. Let him urinate by himself, if he really can't urinate, take him to the toilet, sit on the toilet and listen to the sound of running water, and find a way to make him urinate." Pee out by yourself. Also, if you can’t eat, you have to stuff him with two bananas, do you hear me?”

A Bin nodded like pounding garlic, "I understand, I understand completely."

Xie Bo turned his head and glared at Wen Ziqian again before leaving.

Wen Ziqian half closed his eyes, unable to cry.

A Bin closed the door, walked over and said, "Why is Dr. Xie so angry today?"

Wen Ziqian was so tired that he didn't want to talk, and said weakly: "Menopause..." He closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly, but unfortunately, the autumn rain was continuous, and the old bone was broken and hurt in the rainy day. He woke up after not sleeping for half an hour.

A Bin was sleeping on the bed, felt movement, raised his head and said, "Don't sleep for a while? Are you hungry?"

Wen Ziqian saw that his eyes were black and blue, his face was haggard, and he said guiltily: "Cousin, you have worked hard this week, and it is all up to you to take care of me and help me hide this matter."

A Bin hurriedly said: "You told me not to tell anyone, I didn't even tell your sister-in-law, I still asked these days, why did I travel for so long? When will I go home?"

Wen Ziqian said: "Fight for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

The fever has dissipated, and the inflammation has healed seven or eight times. Xie Bo said he regained his autonomy and let him go back.

A Bin poured out half a bowl of lean meat porridge from the thermos, scooped up half a scoop and handed it over. Wen Ziqian put his head in his mouth and had difficulty swallowing.

However, the current state is much better than it was seven days ago.

He was in a coma all night that day, and woke up with asthma in the early morning. He couldn't get up at all, and he couldn't even reach the asthma medicine on the bedside table.

He picked up the phone, his eyes were blurred with sweat, and reflexively pulled out Qin Cang's number... In the end, he called A Bin...

Fortunately, A Bin lived nearby. Xie Bo said that if he came 10 minutes later that day, he would wait for his body to be collected.

Wen Ziqian shook his head before finishing half a bowl of porridge, indicating that he was full.

He was already thin, but after a week of tossing, his double eyelids were all thin.

A Bin said: "By the way, Qin Cang is at your house, but I was taken aback, tsk tsk, he's so haggard."

Wen Ziqian originally closed his eyes to rest, but when he heard his words, he opened his eyes and tried his best to ask, "Did he ask me?"

"I asked." A Bin said, "Don't worry, I didn't say you were hospitalized." Seeing his silence, he hurriedly added: "I told him that the company has something urgent, and I went on a business trip to discuss business."

"Does he believe it?"

"It should be, he didn't say anything." A Bin said.

Wen Ziqian said with a smile: "Cousin, your ability to adapt to changing circumstances has strengthened now, and I will give you a bonus at the end of the month."

A Bin almost knelt down to thank Zu Longen, rubbed his legs in favor of him, and said: "But, cousin, you said that you have been together for ten years, such good brothers, why are you so stiff this time? I think so , Qin Cang values ​​love and righteousness, he is really good. What do you think is the knot between the two of you that cannot be solved? Take a step back each, the sea and the sky are bright, you say yes!"

Wen Ziqian's face collapsed, and he said: "Calling you cousin, you really don't even know your last name, I take back what I just said."

"What?" Abin was dumbfounded.

"Canceling month-end bonuses."

"No...no...Mr. Wen...you can't be so fickle..."

Wen Ziqian couldn't hold back and smiled.