Juliet Tower

After three days of observation, Lee Hye-jun was discharged from the hospital and returned to the rehabilitation center

Qiao Yumian would run there every day after work, but Li Huiyun would still listen to the nurse to some extent if he didn't show up. As soon as he appeared, he would definitely cry or scold, but he was more weak than before.

Taking care of the patient is really hard, the weather is getting hotter, and the nurses have to get up every two hours to turn her over and wipe her sweat for fear of her bed sores. I was sick, and I also gave the nurse a lot of practical gifts, such as neck and shoulder massagers or nutritional supplements.

He usually has dinner with Qiao Yumian, just to relax.

But after four weeks of reexamination, Li Huijun's knee recovery was far worse than expected.

"No appetite?"

"Her knees are not recovering well, and her lower back has herpes zoster..." Qiao Yumian hunched her back wearily, and sighed silently, "It was my turn to go to Kenya next week."

"Then, I'll come and see her every afternoon, and I'll let you know if I have any questions." An Jiayu poured him a glass of lemonade, and swapped the salad in front of her with his hamburger. For those who are resting, it’s good to go out and practice driving. Don’t worry.”

"Don't you still have to go to the gym for private lessons? Since you've gone, stick to it." Qiao Yumian shook her head, "You're busy with you, I won't go for these two months, I don't worry if she's like this, Let's talk about it after the leg is healed. I have changed shifts with my colleagues, and I will stay there for a while in the second half of the year." He rubbed his little finger, which has been suffering from pain for the past two days, and that bone is like a barometer, "It's summer. I hope this year Don't get too hot."

It started to rain that night, An Jiayu watched a movie on the bed with him, and held his hand: "Does it still hurt?"

"A little bit."

In spring and summer, the sky is particularly clear after spring rains.

Unexpectedly, Li Huijun was admitted to the ICU because of acute respiratory failure before his leg recovered.

Obviously there is no reaction tomorrow, it's just that the spirit is not good.

Qiao Yumian was woken up by a call from the nurse at three o'clock in the morning and rushed to the hospital. Through the clear glass, she saw that Li Huijun was stripped a few meters away.The doctor took a long needle and skillfully pierced it between the ribs. Qiao Yumian seemed to hear the sound of skin being pierced, and couldn't help turning her head away.

The nurse cried guiltily outside the ICU, but she couldn't be blamed for it.Now Li Huijun's lung infection no longer has a fever, and he only looks weak on the surface.But since she broke her knee and stayed in bed, she has been in this state every day, so no one can see the abnormality in advance.

An Jiayu also arrived half an hour later, the man didn't ask anything, just stood beside him silently, and quietly squeezed his hand tightly.The only trace of warmth passed from that hand continuously, Qiao Yumian moved her stiff neck, he was very glad that Li Huijun was unconscious at the moment, he couldn't imagine how much this series of actions would hurt her.

But she always regains consciousness.

When temporarily out of danger, Li Huijun actually pulled out the breathing tube in his mouth.

The ICU is closely monitored by doctors and nurses 24 hours a day. They immediately took remedial measures. By the way, it is commonplace to tie the patient's limbs with restraint belts.She couldn't talk or shut up because of the breathing tube, so a feeding tube was added immediately. This tube is inserted from the nose into the stomach to provide her with energy and nutrition.

One afternoon, Qiao Yumian changed into a sterile isolation gown, put on a mask, shoe covers, and a cap like doctors and nurses, and was allowed to visit for three to ten minutes after disinfection.

"Be sure not to touch any machines next to the bed after entering. The patient's delirium is serious, and the family members try to calm her emotions, otherwise it is not good to always push sedatives. Three to 10 minutes, I will call you out when the time is up."

The air has been sterilized and purified, and the bright white ward gives people the illusion that the lights are more dazzling than the sun. This is not the first time he has stepped into the intensive care unit, but he is still nervous.

Qiao Yumian passed by two beds that were also covered with instruments, quietly walked to the deepest bed in the room and looked at her: "Mom..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat choked, he didn't know how to comfort her, she could hardly understand anything...

The moment Li Huijun opened her eyes, she began to cry emotionally, and even began to struggle with the restraint belt. When she realized that her struggle was futile, she had to give up with hatred, and turned to clenched fists violently, beating on the bed.She can't even speak a few complete words under normal circumstances, and now the trachea of ​​the ventilator is inserted in her mouth 24 hours a day, and she can only make some extremely hoarse and weak sounds.

The monotonous and tense noise of the surrounding ECG monitoring, ventilator, and syringe pump continued.

Qiao Yumian gently held the back of her hand, and shook her head: "Listen to the doctor, they are doing their best to save you for your own good. Don't you always make me obedient, and you should also be obedient."

Ironically, he once hated these words the most, for your own good, be obedient.

He spoke every word, although his voice was very soft, but slow and clear.

Li Huijun stopped her ugly sobbing, but she couldn't stop her tears. She probably didn't know who was in front of her, and only felt that the voice was reassuringly familiar.

"Come on, hold on just a little longer..."

That's it, is it all right?But will it be all right?A persuasion against his will bit his lips, and the despair and pain in Li Huijun's eyes were like silent questioning, which hurt him deeply.

Qiao Yumian's brain froze to a halt for a moment, until a nervous instrument alarm sounded in his ears.He frantically scanned the incomprehensible screens in front of him, only to realize that the source of the sound was behind him.

The doctors and nurses rushed in almost immediately, and the next bed was instantly filled with people. In order not to hinder the rescue, Qiao Yumian was also rushed out of the ward, and the visit ended early.

He took off his sterile equipment and stood back in front of the glass.

This layer of glass looks very thin and fragile, but it separates the two worlds. It is neither heaven nor hell, but it does not belong to the world at all.

The wife of the patient with severe acute pancreatitis arrived just in time. When she arrived, she saw that her husband's ECG had turned into a straight line. The nurses took turns performing external compressions, and the doctor held up a needle, wondering what medicine had been prepared to push into the vein.

She stood there in a daze for a long while before suddenly pounced on the glass, muttering in her mouth: Didn't you say you got better yesterday... baby, don't scare me...

She grabbed the passing nurse and knelt down and begged her to save her. She said that we are both teachers, we just got married during Golden Week, and we are planning to go on our honeymoon together during the summer vacation... She explained that we just went out for a dinner together, how could this happen... …

She cried in fear, and the medical staff helped her up calmly, even indifferently, to comfort her.

Qiao Yumian was not used to seeing life and death like them, so he could only escape quickly.

He walked out of the hospital quickly, walked to the subway station, swiped his card, entered the station, got on the train, and went home.

He slammed the door shut and remembered that he had an appointment with An Jiayu at the entrance of the hospital. He took out his mobile phone and turned off the silent mode. More than half an hour had passed since the appointed time, and there were no missed calls, only one WeChat message.

——Don't run around.

He immediately dialed An Jiayu's number, and the other party answered immediately.

"Hello, Joe?"

"...Sorry, I, I forgot...that, don't go out tonight, I'll see you tomorrow..."

Having just come out of that kind of place, he's not in the mood to have a lively dinner at all, and he doesn't want to pass his negativity onto another person.

"Then, have you gone home?" An Jiayu asked.

"Well, back." He unbuttoned and took off his clothes and walked to the bathroom, his voice gradually took on a moist echo. There may be drug-resistant bacteria in the ICU, and he needs to take a bath immediately.

"Okay, then you have a good rest."

He deliberately increased the water temperature, and the small bathroom was quickly filled with white steam, which made it difficult to breathe, so he had to open the window for ventilation.

He stood in the current for a long time, and it was already June, but he couldn't feel it at all, and his heart felt numb and cold.

Maybe he was just resisting, resisting the day that would come sooner or later.

He grabbed the towel and wiped the water off his body indiscriminately, put on his shorts and pushed open the bathroom door, and walked straight to the bedroom, when suddenly there was a key sound outside the door.

An Jiayu unscrewed the door and entered the room, and saw intermittent water marks extending from the bathroom door all the way to the bedroom.

Qiao Yumian's hair was still dripping with water, she didn't seem to expect him to come, she stood in front of the bed in a daze, turned her head to look at him, the water droplets condensed at the end of her hair, became round, couldn't stick to her hair and fell to the floor.

Only now did he realize that Qiao Yumian was still the same Qiao Yumian, he was sad, and when he was struggling, he didn't cry or make noise, and kept silent.

An Jiayu felt that she was attracted by this lonely and quiet sense of brokenness.

Now many years later, he is still broken, still quiet, but he is no longer at a loss, and he no longer sends out the signal for help, trying to catch something.Maybe it's because I have no one to rely on, so I gradually learned to be my own reliance.

An Jiayu was sad, but he knew that he didn't need pity and sympathy from others, otherwise he wouldn't have to survive alone until today.

So I just shook the thermos in my hand: "The driver just brought it over for me, let me dry my hair first, and then eat."

Qiao Yumian nodded obediently, put the phone on the table, and turned to dry her hair.

An Jiayu glanced at the screen, which was about end-of-life care.

They went to the hospital together the next day. The 34-year-old teacher failed to survive the catastrophe yesterday, and the next bed was replaced by a strange face, pale and old.

An Jiayu looked at Li Huijun, the tears in the corners of her eyes seemed to never dry up.

When it was time to visit, the nurse began to prepare sterile gowns for Qiao Yumian, but the man shook his head: "Thank you. I won't go in today. Thank you for your hard work."

After speaking, he grabbed An Jiayu's wrist, turned around and left.