If I couldn't vomit, I simply got up and went back to the bathroom, but as soon as I lay down, the urge to vomit came up again, so I had to stand up and rush to the bathroom.
When I got to the bathroom, I couldn't vomit. I lay down and wanted to vomit again. After going back and forth three or five times, I was really exhausted.
My whole body was as soft as a puddle of mud, and I couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot. I reached out and touched my forehead, and it was all covered in sweat.
This feeling reminds me of my experience of bean poisoning when I was in junior high school. At that time, just like now, I kept vomiting, vomiting and vomiting. At first, my mother thought I had eaten too much, but later my father could not see it. We went down, put on down jackets in the middle of winter, and our family of three went straight to the hospital.
The doctor said that luckily it was sent early. I was very seriously poisoned by carob beans at the time, and my dad had to hold a plastic bag in front of me. I really vomited while taking the injection.
Although I can't spit it out now, the taste is so uncomfortable that I feel like I'm going to die.
I touched my phone and glanced at it. It was now 3:20 in the morning.
I frowned, and I couldn't tell whether I was sad or confused. Who can I ask for help in this half-night stand
Just as I was thinking about it, I turned over and felt something pressed under my arm. When I pulled it out, I saw it was a zombie doll.
Seeing its grimace in the middle of the night scared me. I was about to throw it away, but I stopped.
Luo Xiangdong's appearance came to mind, and I actually had the urge to call him out.
Maybe he was drunk and emboldened, or maybe he was the only one still in the night city at the moment, so I was so excited that I called Luo Xiangdong at around three in the morning.
A steady beep connection sound came from the phone. Just listening to this sound made me feel less uncomfortable.
On the twelfth ring, the phone was answered, and Luo Xiangdong's extremely low voice came from inside: "Hello..."
He was sleeping, and sleeping deeply, I could tell immediately.
Holding the phone, I weakly replied: "Brother Dong, I'm about to die. Please come to my place. I want to go to the hospital."
When Luo Xiangdong heard this, he was silent for more than five seconds. Then he said in a slightly sober voice: "Wait, I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
I hung up my phone and gasped for air like a drowning person who had just been rescued.
I was obviously looking at the ceiling with my eyes open, but the chandelier on the ceiling was spinning crazily. I closed my eyes again, but the dizziness did not disappear. I reached out and grabbed the sheets under me, for fear that I would be thrown out of bed.
Not long after, the doorbell rang from downstairs. I was covered in sweat and I didn't know how I got off the bed. When going down the stairs, I was extra cautious, fearing that I would accidentally fall down again.
After finally reaching the door, I opened the door and Luo Xiangdong appeared at the door.
At that moment, I was really about to cry.
When Luo Xiangdong saw me for the first time, he asked in surprise: "What happened?"
What happened? I didn't know what he said, but I instinctively whispered back: "I'm sorry to trouble you so late at night. Please take me to the hospital. I feel so uncomfortable."
A simple sentence, I said it brokenly, and I was still breathing heavily.
Luo Xiangdong was frightened. After a pause, he said: "Put on your shoes and leave quickly."
There was a pair of sneakers I usually wear at the door. I didn't care that I was wearing a professional suit, so I stepped on the sneakers and walked out.
After entering the elevator, I subconsciously found a corner to lean on because I didn't have any strength.
Luo Xiangdong stared at me nervously and asked aloud: "Why are you sweating so much? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
I shook my head slightly and replied feebly: "Disgusting, I feel like vomiting."
Luo Xiangdong pursed his thin lips and stopped talking.
The elevator opened with a ding, and I stepped out. Suddenly I felt an extra weight on my body. When I looked sideways, I saw that it was Luo Xiangdong who was putting his coat on me.
He said aloud: "It's windy outside, don't catch a cold."
I didn't have the energy to talk to him, so I walked out of the apartment with him with heavy steps. There was a black Land Rover parked on the street. This time he took the initiative to open the passenger door for me. When I got in the car, he whispered from the side: "Be careful."
The moment I sat in the passenger seat, I immediately closed my eyes and felt exhausted.
Luo Xiangdong walked around the front of the car and got into the car, quickly started the car and drove forward.
He drove me to the nearest hospital nearby. I didn't know when he parked the car. I only heard him whisper: "Liang Zijin, we're here."
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw him standing in front of me.
My brain reacted, but my body just refused to obey. I leaned on my seat and couldn't move.
Seeing this, Luo Xiangdong simply unbuckled my seat belt, then hugged me and got out of the car.
In a bustling city like Night City, even in the middle of the night, there are still many emergency patients in the hospital. Luo Xiangdong appeared in the hospital lobby holding me in his arms, immediately attracting everyone's attention. The nurse on night duty even ran over quickly and asked, "What happened?"
Luo Xiangdong said: "Nausea and sweating."
The young nurse rushed to the emergency room with Luo Xiangdong. He put me in the ward. I vaguely saw a doctor in a white coat coming over with a stethoscope. While examining me, he asked Luo Xiangdong about my condition.
Luo Xiangdong said: "She drank a lot of liquor at night. Is she suffering from alcohol poisoning?"
I have seen people suffering from alcoholism who went to the hospital for gastric lavage, and they suffered a lot. After hearing this, I said vaguely: "Doctor, can I not have a gastric lavage?"
The doctor opened my eyes and asked me to stick out my tongue for him to see. Then he said to me: "Your symptoms are not alcoholism, but acute gastroenteritis. I will prescribe you some medicine, and you should quickly put on the hanging bottle first." "
I was lying on my bed dying, and Luo Xiangdong was running back and forth to help me register, get medicine, and then carry me to the therapy room for injections.
Growing up, injections were among the top three things I feared, second only to ghosts. Seeing the little nurse walking towards me carrying two or three bottles of medicine, I immediately shivered all over.
Luo Xiangdong frowned and said, "Why are you still cramping? Do you want to call the doctor?"
Just as the nurse came over, Luo Xiangdong said: "Nurse, look at him. He suddenly has cramps."
The nurse put the medicine bottle aside, looked at me and asked, "Miss, what makes you uncomfortable?"
I replied weakly: "Nurse...can you not give me the injection?"
The nurse said: "Injections are the quickest way to treat your symptoms. Medication may not be effective and you will still suffer."
Only now did Luo Xiangdong know why I was twitching. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "How old are you? I'm still afraid of injections. I'm afraid you'll turn away."
The nurse had already taken out the leather rope. When I saw this thing, my whole body went limp and I almost burst into tears.
The nurse didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid. If you are really afraid, just hold your boyfriend's hand."
I was about to say that he was not my boyfriend, when suddenly a big hand stretched out to me, it was Luo Xiangdong. Of course he didn't reach out to hold my hand, he came over and grabbed my hand, handed it to the nurse and said, "It's okay, let's hit it."
I want to pull back, but when I have the strength, I am no match for Luo Xiangdong, not to mention that I am a sick cat now.
I couldn't stand it, so I gritted my teeth and stamped my feet, and simply endured it.
The nurse tied a leather rope around my wrist, then patted it and applied medicine. As soon as the cold feeling appeared, I felt as if I saw the God of Death waving a sickle.
When Luo Xiangdong saw me staring at the needle in the nurse's hand without blinking, he said aloud: "Turn away if you're afraid."
I shook my head, no, I am the kind of person who gets more scared the more I have to look. Without looking, how would I know when she was going to hit her? The sudden pain was much more painful than expected.
I watched the sharp needle pierce the skin on the back of my hand inch by inch, pick into the blood vessels, and then adjust the position of the needle in the blood vessels. This series of actions may not be very painful for an adult, but for a person who is afraid of needles, it is no less than rubbing a knife on his face a few times.
My whole body was extremely tense, and I subconsciously wanted to clench my fists, but as soon as I exerted my strength, Luo Xiangdong and the nurse said in unison: "Don't move..."
"Don't clench your fists."
Because when I clenched my fist, my blood would flow backwards.
The little nurse inserted the needle quickly and accurately. She quickly put on the tape and took away the leather cord. She said to me, "Look, it's just so quick. Doesn't it hurt?"
Seeing this, I slowly loosened my fist.
Luo Xiangdong gently put my hand on the handle of the chair and said to me: "The more nervous you are, the more painful it will be."
I thought to myself, it didn’t hit you.
The little nurse said again: "The doctor has prescribed three bottles of medicine in total. Do you think you should take it with both hands at the same time? This can save two hours."
He also slapped both hands together. When I heard this, I immediately came back to my senses, shook my head like a rattle, and repeatedly objected: "No, no, just slap one hand." I would rather sit here for two more hours.
Hearing this, the little nurse looked at Luo Xiangdong. Luo Xiangdong tried to persuade me, but I simply looked away from him, with rejection written all over my face.
He finally replied helplessly: "Forget it, just hit one hand."
The little nurse said: "Well, if you are almost done with this bottle, ring the bell for us."
"Well, sorry for the trouble." Luo Xiangdong replied politely.
After the little nurse left, Luo Xiangdong sat down next to me. He let out a long sigh of relief. It was not so much that he was exhausted, but that he had nowhere to vent.
Ten seconds later, I turned my head to look at him and saw that he had taken out his cell phone and was fiddling with it. His hair, which he usually took good care of, probably had a few strands of hair sticking out on top of his head because he was in such a hurry to go out.
He gave me his coat, and now he was only wearing a thin ginger sweater, which made his face look a little pale. People who didn't know it thought he was sick.
I looked at him quietly playing with his mobile phone, and suddenly felt warm in my heart, along with a feeling of distress and guilt.
I said, "I'm sorry, I have to bother you out so late at night."
When Luo Xiangdong heard this, he raised his head, looked at me, and asked aloud, "Are you feeling better?"
I nodded: "Much better."
Luo Xiangdong said: "Acute gastroenteritis, the doctor said that you drank too much liquor and drinks together, and the symptoms were dizziness and nausea. I thought it would be better if I let you drink more drinks, but it hurt you."
After a pause, he added: "I was careless this time and didn't take good care of you."