longevity dream

Call him Yutang.

It was really uncomfortable, Zhan Zhao had exhausted all his strength at this time, but he could only barely show a smile, and he didn't have any extra thoughts on how to greet him.Instead, Bai Yutang asked straightforwardly: "Why are you alone?"

Zhan Zhao was stunned again, before he realized: "Ouyang hired a nurse for me, and I just went out, so I don't know what to do."

The voice was weak, and Bai Yutang frowned even tighter.When I was naughty when I was young, I was hit by a big stone and injured my toe bone, and I had a plaster cast for a few days, which left a deep impression on me.He could imagine how painful it was to break two bones in his lower leg at once.But Zhan Zhao was still laughing.I was also laughing when I was admitted to the ward at noon.How can you laugh?

There was a glass on the bedside table, half a glass of water in it, Bai Yutang went over to touch it, it was cold.There was a hot water bottle against the wall, but when I picked it up, it was empty.Bai Yutang cursed in a low voice, and turned to fetch water, but Zhan Zhao said softly, "Don't bother, I'll just moisten my lips."

Bai Yutang hesitated to pick up the cup, then put it down again: "Wait."

Ten minutes later, he returned to the ward with a packet of plastic straws and a small packet of cotton swabs.Put the straw on the bedside table, tear open the package of cotton swabs and take out two, soak them in water, gently wipe Zhan Zhao's lips, and then hold them up to Zhan Zhao's eyes.

The cotton swab was stained with blood.

Zhan Zhao watched silently. Although Bai Yutang's movements were light, there was a hint of anger in his eyes, which made him unable to judge what he should say for a while.And Bai Yutang had already thrown the blood-stained cotton swabs into the trash can, took out two more and moistened them, and continued to wipe gently on Zhan Zhao's lips.

I was thirsty all afternoon and night, and only drank a few sips of water while taking medicine.At this moment, with the wet cotton swab brushing against his lips, Zhan Zhao felt a little relieved, if it wasn't for politeness, he almost wanted to close his eyes and take a nap.But Bai Yutang suddenly asked, "Your lips are so dry, don't you drink water?"

The voice was cold and hard.Zhan Zhao sighed, blushed a little, and replied embarrassingly, "I can't get up, I'm afraid I'll have to..."

Bai Yutang was dumbfounded, he really didn't think of this question.But... frowned again: "Your nurse is too unprofessional. Besides, don't you eat or drink these days?" Don't eat or drink?He stared at Zhan Zhao with wide eyes: "Have you eaten yet?"

Zhan Zhao lowered his eyelashes and didn't speak.At first, my legs hurt so badly that I really didn't have much appetite.In the evening, the painkillers just took effect, and my legs felt better, and I also felt hungry.Several classmates have come to see him. Boys of eighteen or nineteen years old, don't expect them to think carefully that anti-inflammatory drugs cannot be taken on an empty stomach, let alone that they have been hungry for a full day.So now, the hunger has long since disappeared, leaving only the cramping pain in the stomach.He could bear it at first, but now that Bai Yutang asked him this question, the pain suddenly doubled.He simply stretched out his hand and pressed hard on his stomach, and gave Bai Yutang an answer with his actions.

Bai Yutang became irritable inexplicably, without even thinking about it, he raised his leg and walked out the door, but accidentally caught the hand lift handle at the foot of the bed.The metal handle knocked on the calf and made a sound, the whole bed frame shook, and there was a sharp pain in the leg.

Oops!He quickly looked over to the bed.Zhan Zhao bit his lip to adjust his breathing, and smiled at him with a pale face.Even though he couldn't speak out the pain right now, "I'm fine" was clearly written on his face.Bai Yutang looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly blurted out impatiently: "Just say it hurts! Why put up with everything!"

Zhan Zhao looked at him with some surprise, and suddenly found that Bai Yutang had a pair of standard peach blossom eyes, and his facial features were very similar to Bai Jintang's, but the lines were obviously sharper, and his brows and eyes were straight and beautiful.So I didn't even think of it, smiled and nodded: "Yes, it hurts." After thinking for a while, he added in a low voice: "It really hurts. My legs and stomach hurt."

After struggling for a whole day, when Fang confessed the pain, every cell in his body seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.I didn't realize that there was a little grievance in the tone just now.Bai Yutang didn't expect him to say that at all, so he was stunned for a moment.Zhan Zhao's eyes were sparkling, with an innocent look on his face, probably because he finally told the truth, and his smile seemed to relax a bit.It is obvious that this day has been too tormented, and at this moment, deep tiredness is written all over his face.He even grinned childishly, and a fine line appeared in the middle of the bridge of his nose.Once again, Bai Yutang acted faster than his brain, and blurted out: "Laughs like a cat!"

Zhan Zhao was speechless.

Nurses are already knocking on the doors of the wards that have not turned off the lights one by one, softly reminding them that the rest time is up.Zhan Zhao hesitated for a moment, thinking that he should say thank you, but his intuition told him that if he said these two words, Bai Yutang might not only reply politely "You're welcome", but also get angry.So he had no choice but to purse his lips and keep silent. Bai Yutang stared at him for a while, curled his lips, and turned his head to go out.

Bai Jintang's medical record only had two pages to write, and the office door was pushed open.Bai Yutang walked quickly to the desk, looked at all kinds of food on the table, and asked, "When is the 608 operation scheduled?"

"Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon. I will be the surgeon." Bai Jintang looked at him in confusion, "You know Zhan Zhao?"

Bai Yutang looked at him strangely, as if the question was extremely stupid: "Of course!"

"When did you meet?" Bai Jintang was at a loss.

Bai Yutang had already turned around and walked towards the door again: "This morning. Eleven o'clock." Everyone had already walked out, and added maliciously, "Bai Jintang, those loving suppers of yours are too nutritious!"

"McDonald's is also junk food." Bai Jintang replied casually.After thinking about it, he simply stood up.When he came to the door of Zhan Zhao's ward, he saw that the lights were still on, knocked on the door three times and walked in.

Seeing him come in, Zhan Zhao smiled slightly: "Doctor Bai."

The clinical man had a fractured thigh and had undergone surgery. The most painful days had passed, and he was now soundly asleep.Zhan Zhao was afraid of disturbing him, so he lowered his voice very softly.Bai Jintang also whispered: "Your operation will be tomorrow afternoon, and a nurse will come to tell you the precautions before the operation in the morning. Don't be afraid, the operation is actually quite simple. You will be anesthetized from the waist down. I will be the surgeon. Tonight Sleep for a while if you can, it hurts so much, ring the bell and ask the nurse to give you an injection of pethidine."

Zhan Zhao nodded and shook his head: "No need."

Bai Jintang reached out and stroked Zhan Zhao's sweaty hair: "Just say it hurts! Why put up with everything!"

Zhan Zhao smiled.It's really two brothers who speak exactly the same words, but their tone of voice is very different.He tilted his head and thought for a while: "Yes, it hurts." After thinking about it again, he added: "But it's tolerable."

Bai Jintang suddenly remembered that when Bai Yutang was a child, he was injured by a toe bone, and his parents died less than half a year ago.He carried his baby brother on his back to the hospital to get a plaster cast. The eight-year-old boy's painful tears rolled around his eyes, but he insisted on biting his lip to prevent them from falling. Instead, it was his brother who had red eyes.After coming out of the hospital, Bai Yutang sniffed and smiled at him: "Bai Jintang, I'm fine!"

Bai Jintang sighed inwardly, his temper was really similar.Although it seems that one is polite and gentle, and the other is aggressive, they seem to be completely different, but in fact they are basically the same kind of person.

After thinking about it for a while, I still asked: "There is a question that I probably shouldn't ask, but...someone will have to sign your surgery sheet tomorrow. Can family members come?"

Zhan Zhao frowned: "My family is not in K city, I just study here at university. My parents happen to be abroad, and I think they should be back when they are discharged from the hospital."

Bai Jintang recalled the medical record booklet and asked, "Are you 19 years old?"

"Nineteen soon." Zhan Zhao looked at him expectantly, "I can sign it myself."

Soon to be 19 years old, Yutang just turned eighteen.Only less than a year older.Bai Jintang looked at Zhan Zhao's childish smug "I'm over the age" face, and laughed a little: "Then let the school teacher come tomorrow. The school will sign it, and you will sign it yourself. Rest early tonight, get some energy, and the first day after the operation It's hard to sleep at night. Don't eat after breakfast tomorrow. I'm going to sleep in the office tonight, so feel free to call me if you need anything."

"Thank you, Doctor Bai." Zhan Zhao smiled again.Bai Jintang helped him turn on the small dim light by the bed, then turned off the incandescent light, and returned to the office.

Bai Yutang ran out of the gate of the ward building, and a gust of fresh and cold air rushed towards his face. He shivered, and suddenly thought that his coat was forgotten in Zhan Zhao's ward.

It's just...off the line.

Something is really wrong today.

The second young master of the Bai family stood blankly by the small flower bed in front of the ward building, and after blowing the cold wind for a few minutes, he felt a chill to his bones.He sneezed twice in a row, ran to the gate of the hospital to have a look around, and chose a Zhuangyuan porridge shop diagonally across the road and rushed over.

The nurse, Lao Chen, hid in the safe stairwell and smoked. The employer he met today was obviously easy to deal with. For a 19-year-old boy, it seems that his tutor is very good.Almost no need to do anything on my own, I just know how to bite my lip and endure the pain.It was clear that he was paying someone to serve him, but he acted like he was afraid of causing trouble to others.The last client he sent away was an old man with a broken hip joint, who was extremely difficult to serve. When he was about to be discharged from the hospital, he just found an excuse to deduct two days' wages.I've been feeling depressed for the past two days, since I've met someone who is easy to talk to, I'll just be lazy.First, I made a long-distance call to my hometown in the countryside from the public phone room downstairs, and then I hid myself to get addicted to cigarettes.

After smoking three cigarettes, he was content to go back to the ward. In the corridor, a young man trotted past him with a bag, bringing a cool breeze.Old Chen couldn't help shrugging his shoulders.