"Yes, but..."
Shen Dapeng had something to explain. He saw Zheng Dan and Li Shuang inadvertently. They were struggling to support Wang Xueying, and they were walking down the stairs.
"Shen Dapeng, come on, we can't lift her, it's too heavy!"
Li Shuang frowned and greeted Shen Dapeng.
The aunt in the dormitory saw Wang Xueying's smiling face flushed, her lips turned white, and sweat was constantly overflowing on her cheeks. This poor appearance was definitely not pretending to be sick, and she pushed Shen Dapeng hard.
"Stupid boy, what are you doing, don't rush to help. When it's your chance to act, I tell you, when a girl needs the most care, you must be by her side so that you can catch it. Go ahead."
"Uh!"
Shen Dapeng can't laugh or cry, why does this auntie change her face so quickly
The boy who was still awe-inspiring just stopped, and in less than a minute, he became a matchmaker who brought boys and girls together.
Shen Dapeng ran to Wang Xueying in stride, and saw that Wang Xueying was already a little confused, and she was still unable to close her eyes. She reached out and touched her forehead and cheeks. They were all hot.
"Hurry up and take her to the hospital. I took her temperature just now, 39 degrees 7!"
Zheng Dan's height is limited, almost carrying Wang Xueying on her back. Compared to Li Shuang dragging beside her, her always bowed posture is more uncomfortable.
"I started to have a little fever yesterday afternoon. I asked her to call you to the hospital. But she said that you have work to do and didn’t want to disturb you. So I took some medicine and went to bed. We went to bed early at night. I found that something was wrong with her, so I slept until this morning. She didn't wake up no matter how she took her body temperature, and she realized that she had a high fever."
Li Shuang was more eloquent than Zheng Dan, and kept talking in his mouth, but Shen Dapeng didn't want to listen to these boring processes. He directly hugged Wang Xueying's'Princess Hug' in his arms with both hands, and strode out of the dormitory. .
Originally wanted to go to the school infirmary, but thinking that Wang Xueying had a fever all night and was afraid of delaying her condition, so she directly took a taxi to the Second Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University, where she hung up on the emergency and paid the money.
Due to the large temperature difference between morning and evening and noon in late autumn, many people in the hospital have colds and fevers, and there is not even a ward, but they are arranged in simple beds in the corridor of the emergency room.
The doctor took the temperature, and stared at the three Shen Dapeng angrily, "You young people, you know how stinking is every day. It's so cold and you don't know how to wear more clothes, don't you know how to take good care of yourself?"
"This is already a high fever of 40 degrees. If it is delivered a while later, it will be easy to burn into pneumonia, don't you? Look at how many people in this hospital have colds and fevers. It's okay. In the end, didn't you come to the hospital for injections and infusions and medicine to reduce fever
Shen Dapeng and others are not good at rebutting the displeased comments of middle-aged doctors. After all, the doctors are for their good. It is better than a doctor who does blood, urine, and electrocardiogram without saying a word.
"I really don’t know what you young people are thinking about in their heads. Keep warm when it’s cold. Check the news if you’re okay. The few young people in Guangshen, because they didn’t pay attention to the minor illnesses of cold and fever, the high fever did not go away It has become pneumonia, and the age of good youth is gone. What a pity."
The doctor continued to nag, but Shen Dapeng's body suddenly trembled like an electric shock. He stared at Wang Xueying with a solemn expression, with worry in his eyes.
"Doctor, are you talking about atypical pneumonia caused by the high fever in Guangshen?"
Shen Dapeng suddenly remembered the'SARS' that had shocked the people of the world in his previous life. It seemed that it had spread to the whole country from Guangshen to the end of 2002.
"Pneumonia is pneumonia, where is atypical pneumonia, but your friend is fine, it was delivered in time, a fever-reducing injection, and some medicine is enough. Go and pay for the medicine."
The doctor wrote out the medical order and handed it to Shen Dapeng. His expression was not as serious as Shen Dapeng's. It seemed that he had long been accustomed to common diseases.
Shen Dapeng took the medical bill to pay the bill in despair, stunned and lined up behind the long line, racking his brains to think about the time when the SARS in the previous life began to spread in China, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't remember it.
No, Wang Xueying is quite a good girl. Although she likes to play pranks occasionally, she has a pure heart. In addition, she is in school all day and will not be exposed to the SARS virus.
"Husband, why did you suddenly get this disease? I originally worked to save some money and wanted to go home to spend the New Year. However, my disease cost tens of thousands of yuan to undergo surgery. Not only did we not make enough money, but we had to sell our hometown. one's house!"
Behind Shen Dapeng was a young middle-aged couple, who appeared to be only about 30 years old. Both of them had tanned skin and had cracks and calluses on their hands. It could be seen that they should be doing heavy physical work outside.
Seeing the pitiful woman crying, Shen Dapeng kindly took out the tissue from his pocket and handed it out.
"Thank you!"
The woman thanked her while wiping her tears, but the concern from a stranger seemed to break her psychological defense in an instant. She turned her head and hugged her husband and cried bitterly, fearing that it might affect others, so she could only bury her grievances and painful crying. In her throat, she became choked with screams.
Shen Dapeng sighed from the bottom of his heart, things are impermanent, and fate is often more willing to play tricks on poor people. When he turned his head, his eyes suddenly glowed.
Just now, the woman behind her mentioned going home during the Chinese New Year. It reminded Shen Dapeng of her previous life in 2002. It seemed that at the end of the year, reports of SARS began to appear in the news, but at that time, the cases were concentrated in the realm of Guangshen, and arrived. During the Spring Festival, it spread north to the capital.
He remembered very clearly that during the Spring Festival travel season, the passenger station, train station, and airport all strictly carried out body temperature tests. All patients with a temperature higher than the average and suspected of SARS would be quarantined, which also greatly reduced the circulation of the Spring Festival travel season. Speed, so many people who work outside cannot return home during the New Year.
Recalling the time when SARS spread to the capital, think about what the doctor mentioned just now that the young people in Guangshen died of pneumonia, and I am even more sure that the SARS virus has not yet reached the serious stage of spreading across the country. In other words, Wang Xueying is just ordinary. Fever is not the SARS he was worried about before.
At this time, the hanging heart was at ease. After paying the money and taking the medicine, when they returned to Wang Xueying’s bed, Li Shuang and Zheng Dan were squatting on the side of the bed, as if they were saying something. Seeing Shen Dapeng came back, they both Silent.
The three of them stood by silently, looking at Wang Xueying, who was always weak and sleeping, and sighed one by one.
"Why are you sighing? Isn't it all because of you?"
Li Shuang glared at Shen Dapeng and took a vigorous look.
"Because of me? I haven't seen her for a while, right?"
Shen Dapeng smiled innocently, not understanding what Li Shuang meant.
"If it weren't for Xueying..."
As soon as Li Shuang spoke, Zheng Dan covered her mouth and dragged her out.