"Sister Liu, what's wrong with this person? He's so thin. Could he be critically ill?"
"Don't talk nonsense. He just drank too much and got alcohol poisoning. I washed his stomach. It's not life-threatening."
"Isn't it right? It's not like I've never seen people who drink too much. How can there be anyone like him?"
"Look at his eye sockets. They are so deep that he can scoop water out of them. And those panda eyes almost cover his entire face. He looks so haggard. I look no different from those critically ill patients. .”
"Shh! Keep your voice down!"
"I also heard that this person suffered from moderate depression and severe insomnia. He hadn't slept for five days and five nights in a row, so he drank three bottles of liquor in one go and knocked himself down. .”
"You have to be careful when caring for him and don't irritate him. Such patients are very emotionally unstable and will get angry if something goes wrong."
"Ah, it's so serious, so pitiful! Where are his family members, why didn't any of them come?"
"Who knows? I heard that even the medical expenses were paid by his landlord in advance. His family was never seen from the beginning to the end."
"Then his landlord is really good. Ours is a high-end VIP ward. We charge an extra two thousand yuan in nursing fees for a day's stay. He is willing to do it for a tenant."
"Who says otherwise? He has met a good person. Otherwise, who would care about him and just throw him out as a drunkard?"
"Yes, yes. Not only is he a nice guy, but he is also rich. I just don't know if he is a handsome guy."
"Save it for yourself. I've seen that landlord before. She's a woman, a very beautiful one. You have no chance."
"No, what a pity, why isn't he a handsome guy..."
In a daze, Yang Fan gradually woke up, and heard the whispers of two women in his ears.
Where is this
Hell
He tried hard to open his eyelids a thin slit, and vaguely saw two women in white clothes doing something next to him. The faint sounds he heard just now came from their mouths.
"Hey, Sister Liu, his fingers moved just now, as if he was about to wake up!"
"Really? It's almost time to wake up. It's been a whole night. If you don't wake up, you should call Dr. Chen."
"Xiao Zhang, go and give him a glass of warm water. He will be thirsty after he wakes up, so he needs to drink a lot of water."
"Well then!"
At this time, Yang Fan clearly felt the woman named Sister Liu bending down in front of his bed, calling softly: "Mr. Yang! Mr. Yang Fan! Wake up! Wake up!"
"The water is here, the water is here, Sister Liu, is he awake?"
"Consciousness has been restored, but it seems that the consciousness is not very clear yet." Sister Liu continued to whisper in Yang Fan's ear: "Mr. Yang, can you open your eyes? I am Liu Juan, the nurse in charge of Room 13, may I ask? Do you need anything now, would you like some water?"
It turned out to be a nurse.
So, am I in the hospital
Yang Fan felt at ease and tried to open his eyes. He soon saw clearly the appearance of Nurse Liu Juan standing at the head of his bed. She was a woman in her thirties with a good face and a professional smile on her face. .
The other one stood next to Liu Juan. He was slightly younger, only about twenty years old, youthful and lively. He was holding a glass of water in his hand and was looking at him curiously.
"Am I already dead? Why am I in the hospital? Who sent me here?"
Yang Fan opened his chapped lips and asked the two nurses in front of him in a weak voice.
He remembered clearly that his body had been completely destroyed outside Xichu City, and his soul had also been greatly impacted by the self-destruction explosion in Xichu City.
His mind was still echoing with the shouts of countless tribesmen before they died. Why did he not only have a physical body when he woke up again, but he was also in an extremely quiet and comfortable hospital ward
Who saved him
"Mr. Yang, you must have had a nightmare. You just drank too much yesterday and your landlord sent you to the hospital. After last night's gastric lavage treatment, your body is fine. You don't have to worry too much. .”
Liu Juan showed a gentle smile on her face, comforted her softly, and then introduced herself to Yang Fan again: "Let me introduce myself, I am your responsible nurse, my name is Liu Juan. The student nurse next to me is the intern nurse in Room 13. Her name is Zhang Shanshan."
"If you feel uncomfortable or have any questions that you don't understand or want to consult, you can tell us directly and we will try our best to help you solve it. If we can't solve it, we will help you contact your responsible physician, Director Chen."
Yang Fan's thoughts surged in his heart.
After drinking too much, the landlord sent him to the hospital for gastric lavage
Such a familiar plot. Isn't this the state of his life before time travel
Am I back again
Or is it that those previous experiences were really a nightmare he had after being drunk? Now that he has woken up from the dream and everything has returned to normal, is he still the depressed patient suffering from severe insomnia
For a moment, Yang Fan couldn't tell what was true and what was false, what was a dream and what was reality.
"Humanity will eventually rise, and we vow not to be slaves!"
This oath that had been remembered by countless human races echoed in his mind again, and the blood in Yang Fan's chest couldn't help boiling again. If it was really a dream, then this dream was too real.
"Mr. Yang, there is something wrong with your expression. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Liu Juan saw that Yang Fan's face was blood red and pale for a while, and his mood became a little ups and downs for a moment, so she quickly asked: "Would you like to drink some water first? You just woke up, you must feel thirsty, right?"
Zhang Shanshan took the opportunity to hand over the water glass in his hand, Yang Fan shook his head slightly, "I don't want to drink anything, I just want to be quiet now."
"Okay, then we won't disturb you. You can rest first."
Liu Juan reached out to take the water cup and placed it gently on the medical cabinet at the head of the bed. Then she waved her hand to Zhang Shanshan without leaving a trace, indicating that she should exit first. At this time, Yang Fan's mood was obviously a little unstable. They were still Don't irritate him too much.
After all, this is a patient with moderate depression, and it is best to rely on him first in everything.
"Mr. Yang, Xiao Zhang and I are in the living room outside. If you need anything, you can call us directly, or you can press the pager on the bedside, and we will come to help you as soon as possible."
After saying that, Liu Juan also quietly exited the ward and gently closed the door.
"Sister Liu, why did you come out? Can you let him stay alone in the ward? I think there is something wrong with his condition. Could it be his depression?"
As soon as Liu Juan came out, Zhang Shanshan came over and kept chattering.
Liu Juan shook her head slightly and said quietly: "Don't worry, I have been a nurse for more than ten years, so I still have some vision and experience."
"Although Mr. Yang was in a bad mood, there was no will to die in his eyes. I even felt that his will to live was much stronger than a normal person. Such a person would never commit suicide."
"Yes, yes!" Zhang Shanshan suddenly added: "Speaking of which, I feel the same way. The moment I saw him open his eyes, I saw the infinite desire and desire for the world in his eyes. Nostalgia, that feeling, as if he had died once before, so strange."
"Haha, okay, don't talk nonsense here." Liu Juan raised her hand and patted Zhang Shanshan's head gently and said, "Doctor Chen also prescribed him a hangover injection yesterday. You need to wait until he wakes up before injecting. You go to the pharmacy to get the injection, and I will inject him later."
"Well then!"
Zhang Shanshan nodded cheerfully, raised his feet and walked out of the room.
Ten minutes later, Liu Juan knocked on Yang Fan's door with a syringe prepared with the injection. After getting Yang Fan's permission, she slowly opened the door and entered.
"Mr. Yang, this is the hangover injection that Dr. Chen has prescribed for you. After the injection, you will recover faster. Please be patient and you will be fine soon."
While talking, Liu Juan skillfully picked up the alcohol cotton and wiped it on Yang Fan's open upper arm, then raised the needle and inserted the needle into Yang Fan's butt accurately.
"His!"
Yang Fan took a breath, it hurt.
"When you see a nurse giving an injection, your basic medical skills have improved, and your medical skills are proficient +1."
"Your body has been injected with an unknown drug, and its toxin resistance has been improved. Poison resistance +1."
The familiar reminder sounded in his ears again. Yang Fan's eyes widened and he sat up suddenly from the hospital bed.
A new book is like a seed that has just sprouted. It needs careful care and watering from all of you. So from now on, grab the recommendation tickets. If you still have the tickets in your hand, just hand them over, haha!
(End of chapter)