Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

Zhu Yilong rubbed Song Nuan's head, "I'm sorry, Nuan, I'm not angry with you." He was angry with himself, he clearly agreed to go home, why did he throw Song Nuan in the hospital halfway, he hated himself for not being there , causing Song Nuan to suffer such a serious injury.

"Yeah." Song Nuan was in severe pain, and just agreed.

Director Zhu came back soon and helped Song Nuan debride the wound first. Fortunately, her wound was not deep and not polluted, and she began to suture soon. Song Nuan was shivering in pain. She didn't want to cry in front of outsiders, so she kept Sobbing and crying, he didn't cry out.

Zhu Yilong stretched out an arm to Song Nuan, motioning for her to bite.

Song Nuan shook her head, she didn't even have the strength to bite.

Zhu Yilong wiped the sweat off Song Nuan's forehead and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Ahem." Director Zhu suddenly coughed.

Zhu Yilong thought there was a problem, so he hurriedly asked, "Director, what's wrong?"

Director Zhu took out the suturing needle and thread, ignored Zhu Yilong, but said to the interns around him: "See, what do you mean by opening your eyes and talking nonsense? You said that you were chopped by someone with a knife. Can you not feel pain? There are really people who will." It’s stupid enough to ask if it hurts, and there are people who dare to say it doesn’t hurt.”

The intern students couldn't help laughing out loud when they heard that the director was hurting others.

Zhu Yilong had never seen the humor of a surgeon before, so he didn't realize that he was being ridiculed.

Song Nuan poked her head out: "Director Zhu, my husband has a thin skin, you are not allowed to laugh at him."

Zhu Yilong saw Song Nuan fluttering, and quickly pressed her into his arms: "It's starting to sew, don't look."

Director Zhu laughed: "The only thing that can really make you feel relieved is anesthetics. Sister Sun, here's lidocaine."

In fact, Song Nuan gradually became numb from the pain. She lay in Zhu Yilong's arms, chatting with Director Zhu casually.

"Who did you offend?" Director Zhu asked.

Song Nuan was also at a loss, "I haven't been to work for a few days. I heard that it seems to be the patient's family members who are not satisfied with the curative effect."

Director Zhu sneered, "Where's the murderer?"

Song Nuan patiently corrected: "No one is dead, probably ran away while taking advantage of it."

Director Zhu sneered: "Maliciously hurting someone is a murderer, dead, cough cough, how many people were injured?"

Song Nuan sighed: "I know of four, and Chang Yuannan is the heaviest."

Director Zhu instructed the interns to wipe the blood, "The one who went in just now, don't worry, you won't die. It's so easy to have a man in your department, it doesn't seem to be very useful."

Song Nuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He was stabbed just to save sister Xu, what a righteous man. What's wrong with you?" She felt Zhu Yilong tremble.

Zhu Yilong shook his head, "I'm fine."

"Ah Song. You are very enlightened, and you didn't hear a single complaint when you were cut off." Director Zhu felt that Song Nuan was in a strange mood. Except for a few physical tears, he didn't cry, make trouble or feel wronged, and was terribly quiet.

Song Nuan giggled twice, she looked up at Zhu Yilong, his complexion was not good, and his whole body was tense, as if he was the one who was stitched up, but he had to bite the bullet and look at it, she sighed helplessly, "No To tell you the truth, I have had this kind of consciousness since I went to work. I always feel that I will be stabbed one day. If I am not stabbed, I will not feel at ease. It seems that there is nothing to complain about when things come to an end. Anyway, my scar Stay too, husband, you won't stop loving me, right?" She raised her head and looked at Zhu Yilong cautiously, with tears still in her eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhu Yilong's tone was not very good, and he hugged Song Nuan even tighter.

"Okay." Director Zhu sat up and patted Zhu Yilong's shoulder, "The sewing is finished."

Zhu Yilong groaned, he was a little dizzy and sweated all over, and he was relieved when he heard that the sewing was finished.

Because it was a work-related injury, Song Nuan simply went through the hospitalization procedures, stayed in the surgical ward, and applied for single-room treatment. After this incident, the first and third departments of neurology were injured and paralyzed directly. Except for inpatients, no outpatients were accepted. .

Song Nuan was depressed, and fell asleep after lying down for a while. Zhu Yilong found a towel to wipe off the blood and sweat on her body, sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and watched quietly. Today, he almost lost her ah.If there is no Song Nuan in this world, he dare not imagine how he will live.In just a few years, Song Nuan has completely entered into his life and blood, and cannot be separated.In the past three years, he lived so happily that he forgot the feeling of loss.

The more Zhu Yilong thought about it, the more frightened he became. His heart was full of panic. He couldn't forgive himself for being absent today.

Song Nuan kept frowning, but she was in a deep sleep. She didn't wake up when the nurse came to pull out the needle.Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Zhu Yilong went out to make a phone call.

When Song Nuan woke up, it was close to [-] o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not dark yet. Zhu Yilong was sitting in front of the bed peeling apples. She sighed: "I feel like I have traveled back in time, or time has flowed back?" She suddenly remembered the last time When she was hospitalized, Zhu Yilong also sat in front of the bed and peeled apples for her.

"Are you awake? Is the pain severe?" Zhu Yilong put down the apple and slightly raised the head of the bed.

Song Nuan smiled: "It doesn't hurt, I'm hungry."

Zhu Yilong breathed a sigh of relief, "This time, you are better than last time, what do you want to eat?"

"Then let's have an apple first." Song Nuan took a nap and regained some energy.

Zhu Yilong cut the apples into pieces, put them in the lunch box, put a toothpick in it and passed it to Song Nuan's mouth, "Eat less first, I ordered red bean porridge, and it will be delivered in a while."

Song Nuan took two bites and asked, "Where's Zhu Yan? At my mother's place? You didn't talk about me, did you?"

"Don't worry, Zhu Yan is very well-behaved and didn't make a fuss. I told my mom that it's our wedding anniversary and we're going abroad for a trip."

Song Nuan almost choked on Apple, "You said that?"

Zhu Yilong smiled and nodded: "Of course, guess what mom said?"

Song Nuan rolled her eyes, "Well, my mother probably thinks that we are often separated, and it is a good thing to go out to play. Ruoxi and Ruoxiao are both grown up, and she is bored. I must play for two more months. Haha, Am I guessing right?"

"That's right." Zhu Yilong wiped off the apple dregs from Song Nuan's mouth, "I said a long time ago that there are no better parents than my parents. After a few days, my mother will be tired, so I will take Zhu Yan back Beijing, let my mother watch it for a few days."

Song Nuan waved her hand and said, "No, I'll be fine in a few days."

Zhu Yilong grabbed Song Nuan's waving hand: "Listen to me this time, rest for two more days."

Song Nuan smiled: "You're not really taking me out to play, are you?"

"I really want to, but I can't do it now. I'm fine recently, so I'll stay with you in Gucheng for a while. Without Zhu Yan, we just live our own lives." Zhu Yilong said his plan calmly, his tone was calm, but And the attitude is firm, and no one can deny it.

"No." Song Nuan remembered an important matter, "Zhu Yan still needs milk."

Zhu Yilong snorted, and then said: "Then wean."

Song Nuan was stunned for a moment, "Zhu Yan is only one year old."

Zhu Yilong insisted on his point of view, "It's about the same. You haven't been in Gu Cheng recently, and he hasn't lost weight after drinking milk powder these days."

Song Nuan thinks about it too, she hasn't nursed for a few days, and she has already started to return milk, "It's okay, I don't dare to breastfeed even with antibiotics."

After feeding the apples, Zhu Yilong tore off a wet towel and wiped Song Nuan's mouth: "Since you were pregnant with this kid, you have suffered so much, you can't eat, you have never touched a drink, and you dare not take medicine when you are sick. Injection, look how good Zhu Yan is now, you should be content."

Song Nuan tilted her head and glanced at Zhu Yilong, "Honey, there seems to be something wrong with you."

"Is there? I don't think so."

Song Nuan pulled Zhu Yilong's hand, "I'm really fine."

Zhu Yilong sighed deeply, blaming himself extremely in his heart, "Nuan, I'm sorry, if I hadn't had an accident halfway and left you in the hospital, you wouldn't have been injured."

Song Nuan patted Zhu Yilong's handsome face, "Don't talk nonsense, what does it have to do with you, I should have a fate, don't think too much about it."

Zhu Yilong embraced Song Nuan, "Don't worry, I won't think about it. Then, Nuan, are you sad?"

Song Nuan snorted, then nodded, "Of course I'm sad, wronged and hated, but when I saw you coming to me, I really just wanted to smile at you. Seeing your glasses, your eyebrows, I don't care I can't feel angry, and I feel that those sad and sad things are meaningless."

Zhu Yilong laughed: "Beauty really makes people lose themselves, I am very honored."

Song Nuan was a little shy, and poked Zhu Yilong's chest: "Oh, do you know how Chang Yuannan is?"

Zhu Yilong pointed to the wall, "He lives next door and is out of danger. I went to see him just now."

Song Nuan was taken aback, "What do you think he is doing?"

"Thank you."

Song Nuan was inexplicably funny: "He did it to save Sister Xu, not me."

Zhu Yilong persuaded Song Nuan: "Don't be so narrow-minded, he saved you by grabbing the knife, I am very grateful."

As soon as Song Nuan raised her right hand, she realized that she was injured, and she grinned in pain. After a long time, Zhu Yilong got out of bed, poured a glass of water, and gave her two pills, "Slow down, take whatever you want." Tell me."

Song Nuan took the medicine, "I forgot what to do. What kind of medicine is this?"

"painkiller."

"I don't take painkillers." Song Nuan is very stubborn, she never takes painkillers, sometimes Zhu Yilong even suspects that she has self-abuse tendencies.

Zhu Yilong held water and sat in front of Song Nuan, "Listen to me, eat it. I know that painkillers have side effects, and you will be sleepy. If you are sleepy, go to sleep. You may have an upset stomach. I will ask a nurse to treat you if you have an upset stomach. Stomach medicine. But I have to take it now, as long as you don't hurt now."

Uh, so domineering, Song Nuan still felt that something was wrong with Zhu Yilong, but she still took the medicine honestly.

The weather was hot in summer, and Song Nuan's wound was more or less infected. Coupled with the accumulation of milk, she developed a fever in the middle of the night. After the antipyretic injection, Zhu Yilong applied ice cubes, milked her, and scrubbed her with alcohol. I didn't sleep all night, but fortunately, when it was dawn, the heat finally subsided.

Song Nuan lived in the hospital for five days, had a fever for three consecutive days, and finally had no fever in the last two days. She couldn't stay any longer, and her arm problem was not serious, so she asked to be discharged from the hospital. Director Zhu asked her to remove the stitches in a week.