Facts have proved that Qi Jin's hunch was right.
When I went to the clinic, there were already a few people lining up in the waiting room, and business seemed to be doing well.
Probably because of the cold and rainy weather these days, the number of sick animals has increased. Today is Friday again, and many owners took advantage of the opportunity to leave work early. Qi Jin estimated that she would have to wait for a while.
He used his right hand to hold the small return, and the umbrella couldn't hold up well. He got wet in many places along the way, and his wet hair kept dripping down. Besides, he had a thick plaster tube on his left arm, and he looked no better than the kitten in his arms. Patients and cats are all available, and when they walk into the door, they receive a lot of strange gazes.
The other owners all brought cages and boxes, and he was the only one who came here with a small blanket rolled up, which was a bit shabby.
Qi Jin hurriedly put away the umbrella and let the young return date lie on his lap. A young lady who looked like an assistant at the front desk came over and told him to pay the registration fee of 15 yuan first, register it, and check it later.
He paid the money, and the assistant lady left without looking back.
He came late, and the slightly more comfortable seat was occupied by others, leaving only the seat closest to the gate of the clinic. During the waiting period, there were frequent people coming and going at the door. The glass door was wide open for a while, but it was not closed tightly. The cold wind of late autumn hit him, blowing his wet clothes against his flesh, and the cool feeling penetrated to his bones.
"Ah!" I couldn't help sneezing.
The little return period fell drowsy on his lap. At this time, he raised his head and stretched out his claws, as if he wanted to touch him.
Qi Jin couldn't help laughing, and gently pressed his fingers against the center of its meat pad, playing with it to relieve boredom.
"You've infected me, and look, I'm sneezing just like you."
"Meow..." Xiao Huiqi narrowed his eyes angrily, turned his body and rubbed his head on his lower abdomen for a while, as if he was really repenting of his sins.
It was their turn to see a doctor after waiting for nearly an hour for the return date.
The doctor in the clinic asked a few basic information about the cat, but Qi Jin gave a vague answer, especially knowing nothing about its age and medical history. The doctor said in surprise, "Isn't this your cat?"
"It's not really, it's a stray cat I picked up two days ago." Qi Jin told the truth. He looks like the kind of person who has never had a cat.
"Oh..." The doctor raised his eyebrows meaningfully, looked at his messy appearance, and reported the inspection items without changing his face, "Listen to what you just said, this cat needs to do several inspections. First, blood test. , Let's see if there is cat plague. It's best to test it together with peritonitis, and stay in the hospital for observation tonight. What do you think?"
Qi Jin dazedly digested the doctor's words, but did not understand the relevant terms at all.
When he used to do special reports on cat abuse incidents, he was in contact with cats who had suffered external trauma, and the follow-up of adoption was his focus. He omitted a lot of medical vocabulary in the manuscript and did not study it specifically. That part... was always written by the doctor himself, he just excerpted it afterwards.
Thinking of another doctor in my mind, my thoughts seemed to be interrupted for a moment. He frowned, shook his head, and pulled away in time.
- Now it's time to help.
"Okay, just do as you say."
"Then pay 600 today." The doctor greeted the front desk assistant to come over and record the bill.
"Six hundred?" Qi Jin was stunned when she heard the words. She didn't expect that the fees for pets were so expensive now. I went out in a hurry, I didn't bring my card, and I didn't have enough cash on me. I had no choice but to say, "Sorry, I don't have enough money on me. Can I check the kitten first? I'll take advantage of this time to go home and get some."
The assistant lady spoke at this time: "We must pay the fee for the inspection here. You go home to withdraw the money first, and then start the inspection when you come back."
Qi Qi paused for a moment, then calmly said: "Well, I only have two hundred yuan on me at the moment, you can do what you can do first, and I will pay the rest."
The doctor gave him an admiring look, and seemed to admire him for being so generous for a stray cat.
So two little girls who looked like nurses came over, took the little return date away from his arms, took him into the room for blood tests, and used test strips to test for cat plague.
Qi Jin went home in a hurry, brought both cash and cards, and was not in the mood for dinner, so she went straight back to the clinic.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw that Xiaohui was rolled up by the blanket and placed directly in a corner outside the laboratory door.
Seeing a look of anger in his eyes, the nurse explained that because he didn't bring a cage, they didn't know the situation of the stray cat and dared not put it with other cats, so they temporarily placed it in the corner.
Qi Jin endured it, did not speak, and went over to pick up the little return date.
There was a blood draw on the neck of the small return period. At this time, there was a smell of alcohol and fishy.
In the half hour that he left, it seemed to suffer a lot.
"The blood test results came out. The cat's white blood cell value was very low, and the test strip was positive. The preliminary judgment was cat distemper. Just to be on the safe side, I'll do another peritonitis test. I'll be hospitalized tonight with water." The doctor gave him a stack of test reports. Look, he took it back within two minutes, and he couldn't understand it when he was sure.
Qi Jin really couldn't understand the dense data, but according to the doctor's description, the fatality rate of peritonitis was as high as 95% or more, and kittens were especially vulnerable, and she couldn't help but panic.
In his life, he couldn't bear to watch a little life die.
Anyway, the money has been paid, and the doctor is free to do any tests, just stay in the clinic and observe for one night.
The small return period was placed on a steel bed with a disposable diaper under it, and the nurse was going to give it an IV.
The little guy seemed to have a great sense of fear of the needle, struggling desperately, his two sharp claws hooked Qi Jin's fingers tightly, and screamed. In order to make it recover, Qi Jin could only ruthlessly ignore it, frowning and watching several nurses surround it and hold it down, the indwelling needle was easily stabbed in.
After wrapping the needle with gauze, Xiao Hui gave up resistance and curled up in a ball tiredly.
I don't know if it's because of the aggravation of the symptoms, the eyes are full of water.
Qi Jin thought that she had to spend the night alone in the ward, surrounded by strangers, and suddenly the scene in front of her overlapped with the scene she was hospitalized at that time, and she couldn't bear it more.
He begged the nurse to give him a bench.
At least now, he can temporarily accompany him by the bedside, gently rubbing the fluff at the base of his ears, soothing his fears. It wasn't until the little guy fell asleep that he got up and left.
When I got home again, it was completely dark and the temperature was lower than during the day.
After he got wet from the rain, he didn't change his clothes because he was in a hurry. During the three or four hours of taking care of the small return period, he was wearing a wet suit that was close to the body and air-dried. Now that the temperature in the room has warmed up a little, I feel a chill running through my limbs, and I can't help but start to shiver.
"Ah!" Another sneeze.
The small return period not only infected him with sneezing, but now even the symptoms of fever are carried out at the same time by both humans and cats.
There was a dull pain on both sides of the forehead, which was a sign of a severe cold that Qi Jin was very familiar with. He hadn't eaten dinner yet, but he had no appetite at all, and his stomach was so empty that it hurt, so he went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water to finish it off.
When he entered the room, he still did not rush to change his clothes, so he turned on the computer and logged in with QQ.
It's already this time, I must be late...
Sure enough, Yan Beixiang's avatar was quietly hanging on the online list as expected. At six o'clock and seven o'clock, he left two messages, both of which were very simple "are you there?" - of course not, at that time he was still in the clinic with the small return period.
Qi Jin reluctantly cheered up and hurriedly put on the earphones.
"Hello?" After connecting to the connection, he tried to call, with a heavy nasal voice, "I'm sorry, there was a delay today."
"It's okay. Do you have a cold?" Yan Beixiang sensitively caught what was wrong with him.
"It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable." More than a little uncomfortable, the whole body was wet and uncomfortable, and if you wrap it like this, you must have a high fever.
If the size of the return period falls ill together, it will be over.
In order to prevent this from happening, Qi Jin tugged at the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly: "Master Yanbeixiang, can you wait for me? I'll go and change my clothes. I've been soaked in the rain today, and it's been a few hours with no free time. Change it. But I have a cast on my hand, and I don't move very quickly. You have to give me at least ten minutes..."
The other party was immediately stunned.
"Don't say anything, just go get busy first. Also, don't just change your clothes. Hurry up and take a hot bath together to suppress the cold." Yan Beixiang's tone was very serious, and he spoke very fast.
Qi Jin hurriedly smiled and said, "But it will take longer to take a shower, I'm afraid of you—"
The man stopped him from continuing, making a three-word promise: "I'll wait for you."
Since Yan Beixiang insisted so much, Qi Jin had to temporarily cut off the call, peeled off the wet clothes from his body in the bathroom, wrapped the plaster in a plastic bag, and took a hot shower.
He raised his head and poured the scalding water on his face, he couldn't help but shudder deeply. Sure enough, the cold has dissipated a lot.
It takes him 30 to 40 minutes to do the tricky tasks of changing clothes and taking a shower every day, and his condition is worse than usual today, and it has been an hour since he came out with clean clothes.
However, it does feel a lot more comfortable.
Qi Jin regained some strength and re-issued the voice request.
"Thank you for waiting for me." He smiled gratefully for this, hoping to pass it on through the bright texture of his voice.
"Are you okay?" the man repeated the first words after their reunion.
"I..." The memories of today came to my eyes, and the haggard appearance of the small return period was vivid in my mind. Qi Jin suddenly felt a tightness in her throat, and she answered honestly like a ghost, "Not very good."
Perhaps because of his illness, his true emotions could be easily shown.
After a long time, Yan Beixiang sighed softly at the other end of the network cable: "You have an injury, why did you run out to get in the rain?"
Qi Jin sighed and smiled: "Do you remember the kitten I picked up that day? It became sick for some reason. It was hot all over, and it looked scary. I was afraid that it was seriously ill, so I went out to take it to see it. The doctor is gone."
Hearing this, Yan Beixiang suddenly said, "Then why didn't I see—"
The sound stopped abruptly.
After just a few seconds, his tone didn't seem so stunned, and he sank: "...I, I didn't see you online... It's because of this."
There is absolutely no logic to self-answer.
Qi Jin listened strangely, smiled and said, "Yes, I have been staying in the clinic before."
Yan Beixiang mechanically repeated: "...the clinic."
"Well, it's near my house, and it's not too far to walk for fifteen minutes." Qi Jin explained the reason why she was soaked in the rain, "But because I have to hold the kitten in my uninjured hand, I can't hold the umbrella properly. , plus the wind blowing, a large piece of wet body - ah, fortunately, the plaster tube was not wet, otherwise it would be troublesome."
After saying that, Qi Jin smiled happily.
No matter how difficult the situation is, he can always dig out a happy detail or two. This optimism is a must.
Yan Beixiang listened silently, and when he finished speaking, he asked, "What did the doctor say?"
"Actually I don't quite understand what the doctor said." Qi Jin recalled the conversation at the time and briefly summarized, "It was said that there were very few white blood cells, so he might have feline distemper... He also said that he should do some other tests. At present, the little guy is staying in the clinic. Hang a little bit, I'll go see the situation tomorrow."
"Do you know how old the kitten is?" Yan Beixiang asked again.
"I don't know... It just looks very small." When the little one returned, he looked like a kitten, and he was still stumbling and crawling when he walked.
"Did it eat or vomit today?" Yan Beixiang asked in a deep voice again.
"The kitten ate, but I didn't see it vomit. I feel like it's no different from yesterday, but it's just not in the spirit." I was asked the same question in the clinic today, so I answered it rightly.
The other party was silent for a while, as if hesitating whether to continue or not to speak.
In the end, he still couldn't keep silent: "This doesn't sound like cat plague. But... It's hard to judge just by hearing it."
When Qi Jin heard the words, he subconsciously laughed and teased him: "Hehe, you sound like a doctor—"
Yan Beixiang's breath suddenly solidified.
The earphones were silent for a while.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
At this time, Qi Jin's throat suddenly itch, and she couldn't help but start coughing violently.
Too bad, I didn't feel it when I came back, but now I feel a burning pain deep in my throat when I cough.
It seemed that he could not escape this disaster.
"Cough, cough, cough... ah, sorry, I'll get up and drink some water... cough." Qi Jin coughed so tightly that her eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and she had to politely ask for a pause, ready to go to the living room for another cup. water.
He touched the burning spot in his throat with his hand, held it down a little, then reached for the glass he had placed on the other side of the table.
Unexpectedly, just standing up, his eyes suddenly turned black, and the world was spinning, and he almost fell to the ground.
In desperation, his right hand slammed on the table.
He slammed the computer desk hard, and couldn't help shaking it from side to side, the glass fell to the solid wood floor with a "slap", and was shattered in an instant. Countless shards reflected pale white under the incandescent light.
By the way... I haven't eaten yet tonight. It seems to be too violent, and the blood sugar is too low to cause dizziness.
As long as you don't break the hand you picked up again, you'll be fine.
After Qi Jin calmed down, she slowly propped her body up, her humming brain gradually woke up, and finally she heard the man's anxious cry coming from the earphones on the table.
Because he wasn't wearing it, he couldn't hear what he was shouting. However, it sounds... kind of like his real name.
"Oops, I'm so sick that I have auditory hallucinations." In fact, Qi Jin's hit just now was not light, and he gasped for breath, and smiled reluctantly.
How could Yan Beixiang know his real name? Must be an illusion.
Probably because I heard the movement here, I don't know what happened, so I'm in a hurry, right
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Qi Jin stood on her feet and quickly grabbed her earphones and shouted to the microphone, "I was a little dizzy when I woke up just now. I hit the table and threw the cup, but I'm fine."
The ear was placed against the side of the earphone, and at this angle, only the man's rapid gasping sound could be heard, which had not stopped for a long time.
After being frightened this time, even the sound of coughing was suppressed. At this time, she was not in a hurry to find water to drink, nor was she able to clean up the glass shards, so she put on her earphones again: "What did you just shout? The earphones were placed on the table at that time. Come on, I didn't hear you clearly."
Yan Bei Xiang did not speak.
I probably really scared him. He was only heard gasping in a low voice, and he didn't answer for a long time.
Qi Jin felt guilty, and apologized very sincerely: "I'm sorry, I made you worry. I really don't care, I just went online without eating when I came back from the clinic at night. At this moment, my blood sugar is low, and I feel a white flower in front of me. Just dizzy."
no answer.
Qi Jin had to continue looking for words to comfort: "Ah, but... I ate a lot at noon today, and the menu was made according to the email you sent me. It should be considered a lot of nutrition."
no answer.
He continued his efforts, this time with a slightly embarrassed smile: "Since I was hospitalized, I always went out to buy boxed meals, and when I got home, I also ate a few meals out, knowing that it was greasy and not nutritious. Look, haven't I started to improve my meals? In the future, I will start my own business, try to eat light food, and take good care of my injuries."
Still no answer.
Qi Jin didn't know what to do for a while, so she followed suit.
At this moment, Yan Beixiang's low and hoarse voice sounded: "Actually, I always wanted to ask, what about your family? Why is there no one around you to help?"
Whether it's cooking, getting sick, or taking care of cats.
no one to help—
This sentence touched the long-buried emotions, Qi Jin blinked in confusion, and there was such a flash of sharp pain.
His eyes stared straight at the shattered glass on the ground, and finally, he laughed bitterly.
"No," he said. "I don't have a family. They don't want me after I come out. I live alone."
Naturally said.
Many people in the circle are of the same kind, and even if they are not, the acceptance is very high. So he can speak frankly.
The scar is an old scar, but it still hurts when opened.
He heard his nasal voice getting heavier near the end of the sentence, and had to take a deep breath, trying to suppress the trembling in his voice.
Finally, he smiled weakly: "I'm sorry, let you know about my scandal."
"Return date."
Yan Beixiang suddenly called him.
He stopped blankly and waited quietly for the next sentence. However, Yan Beixiang didn't want to respond to him, but said something that sounded completely irrelevant.
"Would it be strange to you if I went to visit."
The same words as yesterday.
Just the questioning tone disappeared, as if stating something that had already been decided.
Qi Jin came back to his senses, thinking it was a verbal comforting habit, and smiled slightly: "Why, are you really going to airdrop?"
Yan Beixiang's silence this time was very short.
Also, the sound is calm.
"I'm here, in the same city as you."