At six o'clock in the morning, the nurse came to take the patient's temperature. Seeing that Cheng Ji had woken up, she asked with an unhappy look on her face: "Why haven't you emptied the patient's urine bag yet?"
He was still immersed in Qi Beisong's breasts and was still in shock. He didn't understand what the nurse said and just blinked stupidly.
"You are sleeping so soundly." The nurse lifted Ms. Cheng's blanket a little, "Go and empty the urine bag quickly."
He looked in the direction the nurse pointed and saw a full bag of urine.
Ms. Cheng had a brain tumor. She knew it was extremely dangerous before the operation, but because of her strong will to survive, the doctor allowed her to go on the operating table. Unfortunately, the result was the same: after they opened the skull and found that the operation was impossible, they closed it directly.
After the operation, she was admitted to the ICU and never woke up again, but the rest of her organs, such as her kidneys, continued to function.
Normally, a catheter should not be kept inserted for a long time after surgery, as it will cause infection. However, Ms. Cheng's situation is not that of a normal patient. Inserting a catheter can also reduce the burden of family members who are accompanying her, so they don't have to change her diapers from time to time.
Cheng Ji stood up from the accompanying chair and said, "I'm sorry, I..."
"Observe that there is about 500 ml of urine in the urine bag and then pour it out. Your mother has been in the hospital for so many days, don't you even know this common sense?" The nurse was unhappy.
Cheng Ji really didn't know that he had never taken care of a patient in his previous life.
He began to operate clumsily. The nurse gave him instructions. At the end, she sighed and told him to help his mother turn over more often.
"We should make her feel better in the last few days. People who lie in the same position for a long time will develop bedsores. Although she doesn't feel it anymore, we feel sad for her, right?" the nurse whispered.
Cheng nodded and smiled at her.
The nurse asked, "Are you going to be discharged today?"
After spending so many days together, she and her colleagues were very concerned about this young boy. They felt both sympathy and pity for him, and lamented that life was not easy.
In fact, it is not easy for any of the patients and their families living in this ward. Just think about the fact that the child and his mother depend on each other, and now the last relative is about to leave. The days to come will be even more difficult.
The nurses would meet him whenever they were on duty, and they always felt that there was something different about this kid today. They couldn't tell what it was, but the whole person felt different. For example, he was doing the same thing, and he was doing it more clumsily than before, but his gestures no longer had the sense of depression that he had in the past.
The nurse looked at him in confusion and felt that he was definitely not in a good mood. His handsome brows were knitted and the corners of his mouth were turned down, but when he spoke to people, he smiled before speaking, and even pretended to be relaxed, as if to make the other person feel better.
Moreover, he used to be gloomy and ignored people, but today he actually answered every question.
Cheng Ji scratched his nose and said, "It's not discharge, it's transfer."
"Where to transfer?" asked the nurse.
"Doctor Zhu said there's a hospice hospital nearby. He asked around for me and they said they can take my mom in, and the fees are lower than here."
The nurse nodded. "Of course. Hospice hospitals provide palliative care. Your mother is in a deep coma. She doesn't even need a painkiller. She just needs fluid replacement."
Cheng Ji forced a smile again and rubbed his eyes because they were uncomfortable.
The nurse thought he was going to cry, so she came closer and said, "It's okay to give up. It's not a sin. Your mother will definitely understand. What do you think?"
Cheng nodded: "Yeah."
"Be calm and cheer up." The nurse patted his shoulder.
He asked with a smile: "Just accept your fate, right?"
The nurse said seriously, "Little friend, sometimes it is a blessing to accept your fate. I have seen too many people who refused to accept their fate. What was the result?"
The nurse was leaving and took away the thermometer on the table.
Ms. Cheng had a low-grade fever that could not be brought down by any antibiotics. Perhaps it was because her soul had left her body, so it began to burn automatically to say goodbye to it.
Cheng Ji remembered something and asked the nurse, "Do you have any anti-inflammatory and analgesic ointment?"
The nurse asked, "Where is your inflammation?"
"…eyes." Cheng Ji said.
The light in the ward was dim, and the nurse only turned on the small lamp at the patient's bedside when she came in. Seeing Cheng Ji rubbing his eyes, she thought he was really feeling unwell, so she said, "I don't have any here. Wait until 8 o'clock when the pharmacy near the hospital opens and buy yourself a tube of chloramphenicol eye ointment. If you don't know how to apply it, go find the nurse on duty. I'm about to hand over my shift."
"Thank you." Cheng Ji said, covering his eyes.
After the nurse left, Cheng Ji lay down on the accompanying bed again, silently thinking about his future work, such as dealing with defecation and urination, washing hair, wiping the body and turning over.
No matter how long Ms. Cheng can live, be it a month or a day, he must ensure that she is clean and decent.
It was the dead of winter and there was still some time before dawn. Cheng Ji continued to sleep until daybreak. When he looked at his watch, it was almost seven o'clock.
Other family members in the ward also woke up one after another, started washing their faces, brushing their teeth and turning on the water, and he followed suit. Ms. Cheng didn't need to eat and mainly relied on intravenous drips to maintain her health, so he only needed to take care of himself.
The clinical family member was also a young man under 30 years old. He greeted him and said, "Xiao Cheng, are you awake? You've worked hard."
Cheng Ji said: "It's not hard."
The patient's family member said, "I heard you get up several times in the middle of the night. You couldn't sleep, right? Well, just stay up all night."
Cheng Ji said, "I can't bear it any longer. I'm going to give up and leave today."
The clinical family member looked at him seriously, and suddenly leaned in and said, "Do you think we don't want to give up? Look, my grandfather is 85 years old and has been paralyzed in bed for many years. This time he was hospitalized again due to a cerebral infarction, and he was unconscious when he was rescued. In fact, we wanted to give up a long time ago, but no one dared to make this decision, and no one had the courage to say it!"
"Xiao Cheng, I envy you and admire you, really." The clinical family member said, "I really hope someone can help us make a decision."
Cheng Ji smiled.
The patient's family member said, "Xiao Cheng, you should smile more in the future. You look better when you smile!"
Cheng Ji asked: "Is he handsome?"
The clinical family member said: "Tsk, I didn't think so before, but today he looks so handsome!"
Cheng Ji laughed and said, "Let's go, handsome guy is going to have breakfast!"
It's just that he pretended well in front of others. His true colors were revealed just a few steps out of the ward, and he groaned in pain.
The left chest was the worst. When I woke up, the pain was much better than it was in the middle of the night. Although it was still dull and slow, with occasional sharp spurts, it was not unbearable. The worst part was the muscles and joints all over my body!
He felt as if his bones were being torn apart one by one and then reconnected one by one, and every bone seam was rubbing against each other, indicating the disharmony with his neighbors.
His muscles were extremely sore, especially in his thighs and waist. He grimaced in pain as he walked down the stairs.
As for his hands and feet, they were the hardest hit. He was clumsy when handling the urine bag just now, and it was related to his injured finger joints that could not be fully bent.
I really suffered a loss in the fight with Qi Jinzhu yesterday. If I had known this would happen... uh, I would have fought too.
Although he could hardly take a step, he was optimistic and greeted the first ray of sunshine in this world with a bright mood, and walked into an alley opposite the hospital with a smile on his face.
There was a bustling crowd in the alley, with breakfast and snack stalls all open for business. He walked into a small soy milk shop, bought a table full of breakfast, and ate a lot and quickly.
He hadn't eaten a single grain of rice or a drop of water since last night and was extremely hungry. When the hot soy milk poured into his empty and cold stomach, it felt like drinking the magic soup.
The proprietress of the small soy milk shop was guarding the cash register, watching him with interest.
He smiled at others, and they smiled back, saying, "Look how happy you are when you eat! You eat with big mouthfuls, as if the food my husband cooked is so delicious!"
He said, "It's delicious, and I haven't eaten for a long time."
If the time here also flows like in his previous world, then it has been at least half a year since his sacrifice. He died in the summer and now is the middle of winter.
I haven't touched food for half a year. That's a really long time.
The lady boss asked sympathetically, "Don't you have money to eat? You look so thin and your complexion doesn't look good."
Cheng Ji smiled and shook his head, then continued to eat the bun.
The lady boss gave him another big meat bun and said, "Come here often. The prices in my shop are the most reasonable. You can eat well even if you don't have much money!"
Cheng Ji hurriedly thanked him, and when he picked up the chopsticks again, he suddenly felt a little bit like his previous life.
He went over - to be more shameless - with a bunch of young girls following him, and maybe some young boys too, but he couldn't sense it.
Good looks are only part of the factor. The main reason is a good personality. He is frank, calm and cheerful. He can get along with anyone. He can be gentle when he should be gentle, and fierce when he should be fierce. He can be stubborn when he should be stubborn, and gentle when he should be gentle.
Secondly, he loves to work, rushes to do any work, and will do his best to help.
The only shortcoming is probably that he is a virgin and innocent. He can't stand jokes and will get angry if you say too much.
Of course, these comments were given to him behind his back by others. He himself didn't know it and only occasionally felt that he was not bad.
So it's a pity to force him to be a mb. It's better to invite him to be your son-in-law than to shake his butt. Shaking the butt is only temporary, while a strong laborer can be used for decades.
After Cheng Ji filled his stomach, and seeing that there was still some time before the doctor had to go to work, he decided to take a walk around.
The city life here was not much different from his previous world, maybe even a few years earlier, probably because this world was born out of a novel, and the novel was written earlier.
Cheng Ji felt quite nostalgic, as if he was back to the street he had to pass by every day when he went to and from school in junior high and high school. Even the wind blowing across his cheek seemed familiar.
When passing by the gate of an old residential area, he saw that a barber shop had opened early and an elderly barber was sweeping the floor inside.
Cheng Ji walked in and asked, "Want a haircut?"
The old master stared at him in surprise, because almost no young people would walk into this barber shop.
"Shaving. Who's going to shave?" asked the old master.
Cheng Ji sat down in the barber chair and said, "Me."
The old master was really surprised and asked, "What kind of haircut do you want? I only know a few hairstyles for middle-aged and elderly people."
Cheng Ji said, "Whatever, anything short will do."
The master asked, "How short?"
“As short as possible.”
The old master couldn't chase away the customer, so he had to cut a haircut for him after careful consideration.
Cheng Ji said it was too long and wanted it to be shorter.
The master had to cut it a little shorter.
"It's still too long."
"It has to be shorter. Any shorter will be a buzz cut!" the old master asked. "Young man, what's bothering you? Did you have a fight with your partner?"
Cheng Ji had no choice but to stop there, stand up and look at the mirror.
Without those overly long hair, his beautiful and neat features were fully revealed, and the person in the mirror was completely different from yesterday.
He touched the short stubble on the back of his head with great satisfaction, and felt that he looked very handsome, just as the family member of the bed next to him said! Everything was new, and he was going to start over!
He paid the bill and walked out feeling refreshed, but was bumped into by someone just as he was about to walk with his head held high.
The other person was an elementary school student. He was probably going to be late for class, so he lowered his head and ran wildly, with his head thrust straight into Cheng Ji's arms, right in his left chest.
That damn place is not to be touched!
Cheng Ji nearly fainted from the pain, and didn't even know when the naughty kid ran away. When he came to his senses, he felt his underwear was a little wet, and he reached out to touch it... and it was bleeding again.
It seemed that he had to see a doctor, so he walked to the hospital reluctantly, wondering how to tell the doctor about this unspeakable secret, and which department to go to, surgery or...
He couldn't make up his mind, so he went to ask the nurse at the information desk, "Excuse me, my friend... is feeling a little uncomfortable."
The nurse was very busy and asked impatiently: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Cheng Ji said: "That... chest..."
"Breasts?" the nurse asked.
"That... milk..."
"Breast Department!" the nurse answered flatly.
Cheng Ji fled in panic, went to the drugstore to buy a tube of eye ointment, ran into a public toilet cubicle, lifted up his clothes, gritted his teeth, and applied the eye ointment himself with humiliation.
In order to ensure the effectiveness of the medicine, he simply bandaged it. Fortunately, it was not as painful as last night.
He wanted to go back to the ward to see the doctor and go through the transfer procedures, but he met a person in the crowded elevator lobby of the inpatient building.
There is no need to guess who this person is, we all know him anyway.
Cheng Ji watched from a distance and sneered, "Oh, you're still not convinced?"