Dressed as a cannon fodder for a harmonious essay, I have few desires [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 41 fell to the ground
Yan Sui took a closer look at the ct of the man's limbs. His frown had not been loosened just now. He returned the medical record in his hand to his colleague, put on his mask and walked towards the intensive care unit.
"By the way, if you want to take a look, check the pregnant man in the bed next to him by the way. His condition has stabilized, but he doesn't see his family."
Yan Sui waved his hand, signaling that he remembered it.
With the help of nurses in the intensive care unit, he put on a sterile suit and carefully disinfected his hands and wrists. Through the glass, Yan Sui looked at the bed near the door. If it weren't for the exposed hands and head, under the cover of the quilt The man was so emaciated that he was almost invisible.
Stepping lightly into the room, the whole ward was extremely quiet except for the sound of fabric rubbing as he moved. The regular beeping sound of the electrocardiogram was the only movement in the room.
It is different from what I saw yesterday. The person on the bed has obviously been carefully taken care of by the nurse. The dirty and tangled hair has been cleaned up, shaved short to reveal the blue stubble, and the dark face has also been wiped. Clean and reveal the face underneath.
It may be that he has been wandering outside in the cold for too long. His face has been chapped and peeled off, and the skin is even broken and bleeding in some places. At this time, in the warm air-conditioned room, his face is swollen and protruding, and he cannot see clearly. face.
The man was still asleep, Yan Sui opened his eyelids and stimulated his pupil reaction with a flashlight, then observed the speed of his intravenous drip, reached into the quilt to feel it, the temperature of his hands and feet was still very low , glowing abnormally white and a little edema.
The situation is not optimistic.
Looking down, Yan Sui's mouth subconsciously clenched.The hands of the person on the bed were exposed, the interlaced needle tubes were fixed on the back of the hands by tape, the black and purple fingers were tightly packed, and inside was a familiar gray cashmere scarf.
It was the one that I put on him yesterday.
Yan Sui added a new record to the notebook beside the bed, and gently tucked the corner of the quilt for the person on the bed. Seeing the chapped lips of the person on the bed, Yan Sui poured a cup of warm water from the bedside table next to him, Remove the breathing mask on his face, and gently wipe his dehydrated lips with a cotton swab.
"Well……"
Perhaps feeling the moisture of the water, the person on the bed snorted softly, and the sticky mouth skin was pulled together, and was torn apart with force, and blood dripped out.
"do not move."
Yan Sui wiped off the blood with a cotton swab, soaked the lips of the person on the bed with a little more water, dripped the water into his slightly opened mouth, and insignificantly relieved the dry throat.
"You're thirsty, I'll feed you slowly, don't worry."
Noticing that the man's Adam's apple rolled up and down consciously, Yan Sui shook the head of the bed and raised the curvature of the headboard backrest, asked the nurse outside the door for a small spoon, and fed him water one at a time.
Perhaps it was the swelling of the throat that made it difficult to swallow. Although Yan Sui was feeding slowly, a lot of water still flowed down the corner of the person's mouth on the bed, soaking the hospital gown and the pillow under the neck.
Carefully wiped off the water stains at the corners of the man's mouth, Yan Sui finished feeding him half a glass of water, and then helped him replace the wet pillow,
At some point, the person who drank the water let go of his hand, and the scarf that was held tightly in his hand fell to the ground.The doctor, who had been bent over for a long time, bent down to pick it up again, patted it clean, and put it back in the hand of the person on the bed. Then he held his hand beside the bed, gritted his teeth, and slowly straightened up.
"Rest well, I will heal you."
After Yan Sui put the man's cold hands from the infusion back under the quilt, although he didn't know if the man could hear and react, he still spoke softly.
"Doctor! Doctor!"
At this time, through a layer of bed curtain, before Yan Sui could hold his waist to catch his breath, he heard a sudden anxious sound from the hospital bed next door.
The bed next door is the pregnant woman with premature labor symptoms that he and his colleagues admitted last night.
Hearing the movement, Yan Sui put down the things in his hand, opened the bed curtain and walked over quickly, pressing the emergency call bell in front of his bed.
However, what he didn't notice was that the fingers of the hand hanging by the bed behind him curled up slightly.
The person on the bed gently opened his eyes, his lips under the breathing mask trembled slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing his dark pupils, and his misty eyes fell on the fluttering bed curtain.
"...don't...don't go..."
When Zhou Yang, who was paralyzed on the bed, was called by an emergency call from the hospital, his face was not the usual panic and panic when he learned that his child and his lover had entered the emergency room, but there was obvious impatience and irritability on his face.
"What's the matter? Isn't it just a little blood!"
Sitting on the sofa and raising Erlang's legs, Zhou Yang pressed his temples and looked impatiently at the doctor opposite.
"Mr. Zhou, our hospital hopes that you will cooperate well. If Doctor Yan didn't find out in time today, the child may not be able to keep it!"
"Patients are inseparable from others now. We hope that Mr. Zhou can pay more attention to the patient's mood. The care and love of family members are very helpful to the recovery of the patient and the growth of the fetus."
"I think you're making a mistake."
"what?"
Zhou Yang leaned back on the sofa, crossed his hands in front of his chest.The hair gel fixed his forehead hair, and the brows and eyes under the smooth forehead were frivolous, flamboyant and playful, a typical rich kid.
"I'm not his family, don't misunderstand our relationship, the influence is not good."
"But, Mr. Yang said, the child in his stomach is yours?"
"Yes, the child is mine, but I don't want anyone else."
Looking at his nails, blowing lightly, Zhou Yang stretched his cuffs, completely ignoring the doctor on the opposite side who was shocked and unbelievable by his understatement and scumbag attitude.
"Of course, I won't intentionally embarrass the hospital. I will hire a nurse in the future, so if there is anything to do in the future, I will go to the nurse directly. You don't have to come to me anymore. After all, I can't help, can I?"
"..."
The young man stood up, fiddled with his tie casually, then handed a business card to the hesitant doctor, smiled perfunctorily, turned around and left with a cold face.
However, when he walked to the door, Zhou Yang seemed to remember something, turned his head and said to the doctor who was stunned.
"By the way, that doctor Yan is very good, remember to thank him for me."
The door closed completely.
In the separate intensive care unit on the other side, Yan Sui frowned and held the hand of the person on the bed. At this time, the patient's already pale face was covered with cold sweat. The strength, the neatly manicured nails have scratched through the rubber gloves on Yan Sui's hands, and dug into the flesh.
"It hurts, doctor, doctor, can you help me find my husband, I'm so scared, I want to see him woo! Ah!"
"It's okay, take a deep breath, take a deep breath!"
Yan Sui tried his best to keep his tone calm. He helped Yang Siwen get out of bed and walked slowly, hoping to relax his nervous mood and unstable pregnancy state through moderate activities.
"Hoo-hoo-"
Yang Siwen leaned in Yan Sui's arms, supported the doctor's arm and moved slowly, touching the corridor wall outside the ward in small steps in the throbbing pain.
He is in great pain now. Zhou Yang, who had been coaxing him and pampering him, did not know where he went. He hadn't seen him since he woke up.
Maybe he was caught by something. After all, he was very busy with work, but he loved himself so much, it was impossible for him not to come on purpose.
Yang Siwen comforted himself in his heart, followed Yan Sui's strength to the end of the corridor and was about to turn around and go back, but the elevator door on the side slowly opened, and inside was the person he had been talking about looking down at his phone.
"Zhou Yang!"
The person in the elevator looked up and saw the person looking at him with bright eyes. He frowned subconsciously, but when he noticed the person beside Yang Siwen, his hand, which was about to press the floor button, turned in a different direction, and stopped the person who was about to close it. elevator doors.
"What a coincidence, Doctor Yan, we meet again."
As if she didn't notice the person who was pregnant with her child at all, Zhou Yang paced towards Yan Sui, unmoved by Yang Siwen's burning gaze and call.
"I've really troubled you recently. If you have time, would you like Doctor Yan to have a meal with me?"
Yang Siwen looked at Zhou Yang, who had no eyes for himself at all, and watched him surround others with a courteous face, begrudgingly, and pretending to be small. His face, which was not very good-looking, was now too pale.
Yang Siwen is very familiar with Zhou Yang's current look and actions. Before he pursued Zhou Yang, he started like this with everyone who was interested, honey cannonballs, sugar-coated.
"I'm working now, please don't disturb Mr. Zhou first."
Yan Sui noticed Yang Siwen's embarrassment and instant gray face, he quietly tightened the arm supporting Yang Siwen's back, trying to give the weak pregnant woman a point of support.
"Ah Yang, it's okay, Doctor Yan is fine, you don't have to worry."
Smiling weakly, Yang Siwen didn't know whether he was talking nonsense, deceiving himself or powerlessly whitewashing the peace.He reached out to pull Zhou Yang's cuff.
"That's a pity, but call me anytime later if you have time."
Zhou Yang calmly avoided the protruding hand of the person next to him, but stuffed his own business card into the top pocket of Yansui's white coat.
"Be careful, don't hurt my blood."
After Zhou Yang smiled slightly at Yan Sui, he turned his head and looked at the pale Yang Siwen for the first time. After a hasty look at his abdomen, he said something lightly, then looked at his watch, waved at the two of them, and said I still have something to do, so I pressed the elevator and left.
"I'm sorry, Doctor Yan, Ah Yang is not like this usually."
Trying to prop up the corners of his mouth, Yang Siwen looked at the rapidly descending elevator lights, leaned on the wall and said to Yan Sui in embarrassment, but his head was lowered so that Yan Sui could not see his expression.
"It's okay, let's go back."
Yan Sui didn't want to get involved in this delicate relationship between the man and the man, so he put the business card in his jacket pocket into the trash can beside him in front of Yang Siwen, and then helped the handicapped man back to the room slowly.
Following the force behind him, Yang Siwen took a deep breath and tried his best to control his emotions. His drooping hair covered his face. From an angle that no one could see, his eyes were flushed and tears were already full.
When Zhou Yang plugged his business card just now, he just saw it. His nominal boyfriend, the business card given to Doctor Yan was not the usual one to maintain a friendly relationship. The assistant managed the phone number, but the real Zhou Yang’s own personal. The number, even if he knew the number, he secretly watched and memorized it from Assistant Zhou Yang.
So when, without knowing it, this doctor Yan became Zhou Yang's next target?
Feeling increasingly uneasy, Yang Siwen took a deep breath looking at the doctor who was wearing a mask but still couldn't conceal Qingjun's superior temperament.Seeing the glove he was holding, which was covered with his pinch marks, he hesitated for a long time, and when he walked to the door of the ward, he still asked.
"Doctor Yan, you and Zhou..."
"boom!"
However, before he could finish the question, he was interrupted by a loud voice behind him.
"Ah! Doctor Yan!"
Yang Siwen leaned on the wall and looked blankly at Yan Sui, who was knocked down from behind at a high speed and was being firmly pressed to the ground at this time, clutching his stomach and screaming in fright.
Yan Sui also had a dazed expression on his face. Before the pain in his body was completely reflected, he tried his best to turn his head and met the pair of deep eyes behind him.
"you left."
His voice was torn and hoarse, and his tone was weird, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
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So tired, so tired, so tired
"By the way, if you want to take a look, check the pregnant man in the bed next to him by the way. His condition has stabilized, but he doesn't see his family."
Yan Sui waved his hand, signaling that he remembered it.
With the help of nurses in the intensive care unit, he put on a sterile suit and carefully disinfected his hands and wrists. Through the glass, Yan Sui looked at the bed near the door. If it weren't for the exposed hands and head, under the cover of the quilt The man was so emaciated that he was almost invisible.
Stepping lightly into the room, the whole ward was extremely quiet except for the sound of fabric rubbing as he moved. The regular beeping sound of the electrocardiogram was the only movement in the room.
It is different from what I saw yesterday. The person on the bed has obviously been carefully taken care of by the nurse. The dirty and tangled hair has been cleaned up, shaved short to reveal the blue stubble, and the dark face has also been wiped. Clean and reveal the face underneath.
It may be that he has been wandering outside in the cold for too long. His face has been chapped and peeled off, and the skin is even broken and bleeding in some places. At this time, in the warm air-conditioned room, his face is swollen and protruding, and he cannot see clearly. face.
The man was still asleep, Yan Sui opened his eyelids and stimulated his pupil reaction with a flashlight, then observed the speed of his intravenous drip, reached into the quilt to feel it, the temperature of his hands and feet was still very low , glowing abnormally white and a little edema.
The situation is not optimistic.
Looking down, Yan Sui's mouth subconsciously clenched.The hands of the person on the bed were exposed, the interlaced needle tubes were fixed on the back of the hands by tape, the black and purple fingers were tightly packed, and inside was a familiar gray cashmere scarf.
It was the one that I put on him yesterday.
Yan Sui added a new record to the notebook beside the bed, and gently tucked the corner of the quilt for the person on the bed. Seeing the chapped lips of the person on the bed, Yan Sui poured a cup of warm water from the bedside table next to him, Remove the breathing mask on his face, and gently wipe his dehydrated lips with a cotton swab.
"Well……"
Perhaps feeling the moisture of the water, the person on the bed snorted softly, and the sticky mouth skin was pulled together, and was torn apart with force, and blood dripped out.
"do not move."
Yan Sui wiped off the blood with a cotton swab, soaked the lips of the person on the bed with a little more water, dripped the water into his slightly opened mouth, and insignificantly relieved the dry throat.
"You're thirsty, I'll feed you slowly, don't worry."
Noticing that the man's Adam's apple rolled up and down consciously, Yan Sui shook the head of the bed and raised the curvature of the headboard backrest, asked the nurse outside the door for a small spoon, and fed him water one at a time.
Perhaps it was the swelling of the throat that made it difficult to swallow. Although Yan Sui was feeding slowly, a lot of water still flowed down the corner of the person's mouth on the bed, soaking the hospital gown and the pillow under the neck.
Carefully wiped off the water stains at the corners of the man's mouth, Yan Sui finished feeding him half a glass of water, and then helped him replace the wet pillow,
At some point, the person who drank the water let go of his hand, and the scarf that was held tightly in his hand fell to the ground.The doctor, who had been bent over for a long time, bent down to pick it up again, patted it clean, and put it back in the hand of the person on the bed. Then he held his hand beside the bed, gritted his teeth, and slowly straightened up.
"Rest well, I will heal you."
After Yan Sui put the man's cold hands from the infusion back under the quilt, although he didn't know if the man could hear and react, he still spoke softly.
"Doctor! Doctor!"
At this time, through a layer of bed curtain, before Yan Sui could hold his waist to catch his breath, he heard a sudden anxious sound from the hospital bed next door.
The bed next door is the pregnant woman with premature labor symptoms that he and his colleagues admitted last night.
Hearing the movement, Yan Sui put down the things in his hand, opened the bed curtain and walked over quickly, pressing the emergency call bell in front of his bed.
However, what he didn't notice was that the fingers of the hand hanging by the bed behind him curled up slightly.
The person on the bed gently opened his eyes, his lips under the breathing mask trembled slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing his dark pupils, and his misty eyes fell on the fluttering bed curtain.
"...don't...don't go..."
When Zhou Yang, who was paralyzed on the bed, was called by an emergency call from the hospital, his face was not the usual panic and panic when he learned that his child and his lover had entered the emergency room, but there was obvious impatience and irritability on his face.
"What's the matter? Isn't it just a little blood!"
Sitting on the sofa and raising Erlang's legs, Zhou Yang pressed his temples and looked impatiently at the doctor opposite.
"Mr. Zhou, our hospital hopes that you will cooperate well. If Doctor Yan didn't find out in time today, the child may not be able to keep it!"
"Patients are inseparable from others now. We hope that Mr. Zhou can pay more attention to the patient's mood. The care and love of family members are very helpful to the recovery of the patient and the growth of the fetus."
"I think you're making a mistake."
"what?"
Zhou Yang leaned back on the sofa, crossed his hands in front of his chest.The hair gel fixed his forehead hair, and the brows and eyes under the smooth forehead were frivolous, flamboyant and playful, a typical rich kid.
"I'm not his family, don't misunderstand our relationship, the influence is not good."
"But, Mr. Yang said, the child in his stomach is yours?"
"Yes, the child is mine, but I don't want anyone else."
Looking at his nails, blowing lightly, Zhou Yang stretched his cuffs, completely ignoring the doctor on the opposite side who was shocked and unbelievable by his understatement and scumbag attitude.
"Of course, I won't intentionally embarrass the hospital. I will hire a nurse in the future, so if there is anything to do in the future, I will go to the nurse directly. You don't have to come to me anymore. After all, I can't help, can I?"
"..."
The young man stood up, fiddled with his tie casually, then handed a business card to the hesitant doctor, smiled perfunctorily, turned around and left with a cold face.
However, when he walked to the door, Zhou Yang seemed to remember something, turned his head and said to the doctor who was stunned.
"By the way, that doctor Yan is very good, remember to thank him for me."
The door closed completely.
In the separate intensive care unit on the other side, Yan Sui frowned and held the hand of the person on the bed. At this time, the patient's already pale face was covered with cold sweat. The strength, the neatly manicured nails have scratched through the rubber gloves on Yan Sui's hands, and dug into the flesh.
"It hurts, doctor, doctor, can you help me find my husband, I'm so scared, I want to see him woo! Ah!"
"It's okay, take a deep breath, take a deep breath!"
Yan Sui tried his best to keep his tone calm. He helped Yang Siwen get out of bed and walked slowly, hoping to relax his nervous mood and unstable pregnancy state through moderate activities.
"Hoo-hoo-"
Yang Siwen leaned in Yan Sui's arms, supported the doctor's arm and moved slowly, touching the corridor wall outside the ward in small steps in the throbbing pain.
He is in great pain now. Zhou Yang, who had been coaxing him and pampering him, did not know where he went. He hadn't seen him since he woke up.
Maybe he was caught by something. After all, he was very busy with work, but he loved himself so much, it was impossible for him not to come on purpose.
Yang Siwen comforted himself in his heart, followed Yan Sui's strength to the end of the corridor and was about to turn around and go back, but the elevator door on the side slowly opened, and inside was the person he had been talking about looking down at his phone.
"Zhou Yang!"
The person in the elevator looked up and saw the person looking at him with bright eyes. He frowned subconsciously, but when he noticed the person beside Yang Siwen, his hand, which was about to press the floor button, turned in a different direction, and stopped the person who was about to close it. elevator doors.
"What a coincidence, Doctor Yan, we meet again."
As if she didn't notice the person who was pregnant with her child at all, Zhou Yang paced towards Yan Sui, unmoved by Yang Siwen's burning gaze and call.
"I've really troubled you recently. If you have time, would you like Doctor Yan to have a meal with me?"
Yang Siwen looked at Zhou Yang, who had no eyes for himself at all, and watched him surround others with a courteous face, begrudgingly, and pretending to be small. His face, which was not very good-looking, was now too pale.
Yang Siwen is very familiar with Zhou Yang's current look and actions. Before he pursued Zhou Yang, he started like this with everyone who was interested, honey cannonballs, sugar-coated.
"I'm working now, please don't disturb Mr. Zhou first."
Yan Sui noticed Yang Siwen's embarrassment and instant gray face, he quietly tightened the arm supporting Yang Siwen's back, trying to give the weak pregnant woman a point of support.
"Ah Yang, it's okay, Doctor Yan is fine, you don't have to worry."
Smiling weakly, Yang Siwen didn't know whether he was talking nonsense, deceiving himself or powerlessly whitewashing the peace.He reached out to pull Zhou Yang's cuff.
"That's a pity, but call me anytime later if you have time."
Zhou Yang calmly avoided the protruding hand of the person next to him, but stuffed his own business card into the top pocket of Yansui's white coat.
"Be careful, don't hurt my blood."
After Zhou Yang smiled slightly at Yan Sui, he turned his head and looked at the pale Yang Siwen for the first time. After a hasty look at his abdomen, he said something lightly, then looked at his watch, waved at the two of them, and said I still have something to do, so I pressed the elevator and left.
"I'm sorry, Doctor Yan, Ah Yang is not like this usually."
Trying to prop up the corners of his mouth, Yang Siwen looked at the rapidly descending elevator lights, leaned on the wall and said to Yan Sui in embarrassment, but his head was lowered so that Yan Sui could not see his expression.
"It's okay, let's go back."
Yan Sui didn't want to get involved in this delicate relationship between the man and the man, so he put the business card in his jacket pocket into the trash can beside him in front of Yang Siwen, and then helped the handicapped man back to the room slowly.
Following the force behind him, Yang Siwen took a deep breath and tried his best to control his emotions. His drooping hair covered his face. From an angle that no one could see, his eyes were flushed and tears were already full.
When Zhou Yang plugged his business card just now, he just saw it. His nominal boyfriend, the business card given to Doctor Yan was not the usual one to maintain a friendly relationship. The assistant managed the phone number, but the real Zhou Yang’s own personal. The number, even if he knew the number, he secretly watched and memorized it from Assistant Zhou Yang.
So when, without knowing it, this doctor Yan became Zhou Yang's next target?
Feeling increasingly uneasy, Yang Siwen took a deep breath looking at the doctor who was wearing a mask but still couldn't conceal Qingjun's superior temperament.Seeing the glove he was holding, which was covered with his pinch marks, he hesitated for a long time, and when he walked to the door of the ward, he still asked.
"Doctor Yan, you and Zhou..."
"boom!"
However, before he could finish the question, he was interrupted by a loud voice behind him.
"Ah! Doctor Yan!"
Yang Siwen leaned on the wall and looked blankly at Yan Sui, who was knocked down from behind at a high speed and was being firmly pressed to the ground at this time, clutching his stomach and screaming in fright.
Yan Sui also had a dazed expression on his face. Before the pain in his body was completely reflected, he tried his best to turn his head and met the pair of deep eyes behind him.
"you left."
His voice was torn and hoarse, and his tone was weird, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
The author has something to say:
So tired, so tired, so tired
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