Yan Chuyang lowered his head, shook his head anxiously, and said softly with a pale face: "I was confused just now, I can't be depressed, how can I be depressed at this time."
The competition was about to begin, and Shen Shimin came again, bringing a child with her. Even if the child wasn't Wei Qing's, but Shen Shimin came aggressively, no one could tell if she would use the child to win sympathy.
After all, Wei Qing liked her. Moreover, he knew that Wei Qing had a tough face and a softer heart than anyone else. If Shen Shimin had a gentle memory kill, he might be shaken and get back together with her.
At this moment, what he has to do is to stand firm, how can he lie here depressed and wait to die
"I can't die." Yan Chuyang muttered, while sweating coldly, he grabbed a coat from the corner of the bed and wrapped it around his body, and said to Wei Yuan, "Go, take me to the hospital, the best hospital."
Wei Yuan nodded in a daze: "Okay, okay, go to the best hospital."
After dressing him up, Wei Yuan supported the boy's shoulders and went downstairs slowly.
As soon as he left the dormitory, he bumped into Song Huaiqi head-on.
"What's wrong with him?" Seeing the boy's flushed face, Song Huaiqi's expression tightened, and he came over anxiously and asked.
"Uh..." Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment, frowning and said quickly, "It seems that he has a fever after drinking some wine."
Song Huaiqi hurriedly raised his hand to touch the boy's forehead, retracted his hand in shock, and widened his eyes: "Why is it so hot?"
"He seems to have had a fever for a long time. In the dormitory just now, everyone was swaying."
"How could this happen!" Song Huaiqi took the person from Wei Yuan's hands and said, "Are you looking for death if you don't see a doctor for so long?"
Wei Yuan frowned anxiously: "There is no way, there is no one in the dormitory, only him, we don't know."
Song Huaiqi sighed, looked at Wei Yuan and said, "Don't worry about it, I have a car outside, I'll take him to the hospital."
Wei Yuan originally wanted to refuse, but he thought he didn't have a car, and he had to take a taxi outside the school gate to send him off. I don't know how much time it will take. Yan Chuyang's illness waits for no one, so he nodded and said: "Then you are on the way be safe."
Song Huaiqi said hello, helped the boy by the shoulders and went out the door, and stuffed him into the car.
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Ten o'clock at night.
The ward was quiet, there was only one bed in the huge ward, Yan Chuyang was lying on the bed, his eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes fell down like cattail fans, leaving a light shadow under his eyes, white sheets, white The pillow is more suitable for the person on the bed, who is pale and weak, and his complexion is white to transparent.
Song Huaiqi sat at the head of the bed, looked up at the medicine bottle that was slowly dripping down, and noticed that the liquid flow rate was too fast, so he raised his hand and adjusted the infusion set to make the medicine flow rate more uniform and make the person on the bed more comfortable.
Yan Chuyang's fire was serious.
The doctor said that if he came an hour or two late, he might have meningitis.
In fact, the early stage of the disease is very simple. It is a low-grade fever caused by stomach heat caused by drinking. Physical cooling or taking some antipyretic medicine to subdue the fever should not cause any major problems, but Yan Chuyang didn't care about it. Because I felt cold, I even covered my body with several layers of quilts. If the body temperature did not go down, the fever would get worse and worse. From one o'clock to five o'clock, for four or five hours, the high temperature of 389 degrees, I suffered. No one can bear it for so long.
"Squeak." The door opened, and a doctor in a white coat and a hearing aid came in from the door.
Hearing footsteps, Song Huaiqi quickly stood up from the chair, turned to look at the doctor and said anxiously,
"Doctor, it's been more than an hour, why hasn't he woke up?"
The doctor frowned, made a hissing gesture and whispered: "Don't disturb the patient's rest."
Song Huaiqi looked embarrassed, and stepped back with a hum.
The doctor walked to the bed, took off the stethoscope, put it on the boy's heart and listened, then raised his hand to test his temperature on his forehead, and his tense face eased a little.
"Doctor." Song Huaiqi leaned closer again, and whispered worriedly, "How is he now? Is he alright?"
The doctor waved his hand outside the door, signaling to go out and say.
Song Huaiqi nodded, followed him out of the ward, and carefully closed the door of the ward.
"What does the patient have to do with you?" The doctor looked up the medical record and asked.
Song Huaiqi was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "He, he is my younger brother."
"Oh..." The doctor sighed dissatisfiedly, shook his head and said, "If it's family members, then you are too incompetent."
As he said that, the man opened the medical record, brought it to Song Huaiqi and said, "Before the infusion, the patient had a fever for at least four hours. Fever is not fun. How many people have a fever just because their brains have been burned for two hours?" It's bad, I think the kid just now is not very old, as his family member, he is not feeling well, shouldn't he be sent to the hospital immediately?"
Song Huaiqi frowned distressedly and said: "Because, because I've been busy recently, I'm not by his side, so..."
"Okay." The doctor interrupted him with a sigh, "This time it was safe and sound. If it was an hour or two later, I'm afraid I'd have meningitis. That child looks so young, and he's going to suffer like that." It's too pitiful to be offended."
Song Huaiqi held his heart together, and said very seriously: "Thank you doctor, I will watch him more in the future."
The doctor nodded, closed the medical record, turned around and walked to the office.
After Song Huaiqi smoked a cigarette on the balcony of the hospital to calm down for a while, he turned and entered the ward.
The boy was still asleep, because he had a severe fever. As soon as he was sent to the hospital, the doctor gave him two antipyretics. The antipyretics themselves have the effect of analgesia and sleep, plus the exhaustion that lasted all afternoon, so now, He was in a deep sleep.
Song Huaiqi sat by the bed, raised his hand to touch the boy's dull face, and said softly: "Isn't that cousin of yours very concerned about you? I thought you would feel at ease living with him, but unexpectedly, He actually let you burn like this?"
It was quiet in the ward, and there was no response.
Song Huaiqi stopped talking, just leaned back on the back of the chair, staring at the boy's gentle and delicate sleeping face.