A Lucky Coin

Have a fever.

On the first day of the new year, when Cui Yi told him that the thermometer showed 38.4 degrees, he was taken aback for a while, and then he wanted to laugh.

fling in teeth.

Will he be the first person in the world to have a fever because of fright?

"Use this to cool down first," the nurse gave him an ice pack. "If you can't get it down, then get the anti-fever medicine."

"Thank you." The first day of the junior high took the ice bag and put it on his forehead very embarrassed.

"Why don't you go back to rest tonight," Cui Yi said, "I'll ask for an escort..."

"No," the first day of the month was taken aback, and shook his head quickly, "No, no, no, no."

Cui Yi looked at him and smiled: "Are you stuttering or strengthening your tone?"

"Strengthen," said the first day of the new year, "I didn't, it's okay."

It's already late at the moment, and the escort is definitely not available. If he goes back to sleep, it will only be Cui Yi watching here, a barrister, busy like a top every day.

Besides, let alone he has a fever at this moment, even if he is about to faint at this moment, he is not willing to leave.

Fever is really no big deal for him. He has never been to the hospital because of any illness. He has never been to the hospital for any cold, fever, cough or fever, including being injured.

Grandma has magic medicine and painkillers.

No matter what the problem is, such as headache, stomach ache, cold, fever, inflammation and injury, as long as there is any pain on the body, grandma will give him a painkiller, and no matter whether it is good or bad, it will be useful or not.

After learning about it, my aunt strongly opposed, but grandma was a very assertive person, and it was useless to object. In the end, my aunt used the reason "If you eat too much, you will become a fool and no one will support you anymore", this prevented grandma from continuing to give He stuffed painkillers.

But he still wouldn't go to the hospital, he usually healed by himself.

He doesn't take a fever like today's at all. It's almost the same if he has a fever for two days at most, and he is not sick today, just scared.

urgent.

Saying that it is anxious can save some face.

The door of the observation room was closed and nothing could be seen. On the first day of the new year, it would go by and sway every minute, stand for a while and then come back to sit.

There should be other patients in it. There were still a few people sitting on the chair next to her. An older sister was crying with her handkerchief over her face.

At first, I was not at ease in my heart. Seeing her like this, I couldn't sit still at all. I wanted to stand up when I touched the chair.

"Yan Hang said you haven't touched anything," Cui Yi said, "it seems to be true."

"I'll go out now, go out and make a circle." said the first day of the day.

"Go." Cui Yi smiled.

Sitting still on the first day of the new year.

"Why don't you go?" Cui Yi said.

"I said this, this kind of remarks never come from, it doesn't count." said the first day.

Cui Yi smiled and said nothing.

On the first day of the new year, he took out his phone and glanced at the time: "Uncle Cui, you go back, go back, it's late."

"I'll stay for a while," Cui Yi also looked at the phone, "I'm gone, you a little kid who can't handle things."

"You know, come and see it tomorrow, just watch it," said the first day of the new year. "It's not right now, it's just a daze."

Cui Yi smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

After Cui Yi left, he continued to froze in the corridor on the first day.

Yan Hang didn't know how long he was going to lie in the observation room. The doctors and nurses walking around seemed very busy, and he was not ashamed to ask someone to ask.

But he didn't feel tired, nor did he feel sleepy. The fever didn't seem to affect him in any way, and there was no difficulty in continuing to froze here.

He was a little worried about Yan Hang.

Is Yan Hang awake or asleep now?

Has the momentum of anesthesia passed?

Will the wound hurt?

If the wound hurts, Yan Hang, who was always insomnia, would not fall asleep anymore, just lying down, with a lot of tubes and threads on his body, and being unable to turn over or something... it would be uncomfortable.

The first day of the new year sighed.

When Yan Hang came out of the observation room, I couldn't figure it out on the first day of the new year. Anyway, it was a long time, many hours.

He followed the nurse and sent Yan Hang back to the ward.

Probably Cui Yi said hello, or paid more money. Yan Hang lived in a very high-class double ward. The two beds were far apart, and the curtain in the middle was pulled so that they could not interfere with each other.

"The doctor will come for rounds at seven o'clock," the nurse said. "Now let him rest and call us if he has anything to do."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

After the nurse closed the door and left the ward, she took the chair next to her on the first day of the new year, placed it gently beside the bed, and sat down and stared at Yan Hang.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally relaxed completely, feeling a little sore in his waist.

Yan Hang should have fallen asleep, with his eyes closed, only when he was pushed to the ward to change the bed, he opened his eyes to take a look, and then went back to sleep.

On the first day of the new year, he held his chin and looked at his face motionlessly.

The hair is a bit messy, the lips are a little pale, and there is a tube in the nose, which looks distressing, but still very handsome.

Yan Hang is so handsome.

Lu Yi smiled.

After being so stunned for a long time, the doctor came to the ward round, and only then came back to his senses on the first day of the middle school, and passed by in the operation and observation room all night.

"I can't drink water now. If the patient is thirsty, use a cotton swab to moisten it," the doctor confessed. "The stomach tube has to be inserted for these two days. The intestinal motility can only be pulled out. Food."

"Yeah." The first day of the day listened carefully, for fear of missing a word.

When he was in class, he was so serious that he would definitely be able to enter a key high school.

At more than eight o'clock, Yan Hang woke up, his eyes were still a bit stunned, but he was still in good condition and smiled at the beginning.

"Does it hurt?" asked the first day.

"It's okay." Yan Hang said, his voice a little dumb, and he felt a bit difficult to speak.

"Thirst?" asked again on the first day of the new year, "the doctor said you can, you can drink cotton, cotton swabs..."

Yan Hang didn't speak, closed his eyes and laughed. After smiling for two seconds, he frowned again, probably because the wound hurt.

"The cotton swab is soaked in water," corrected his statement on the first day of the month, and sighed again, "what can I do with such a low smile?"

"Come on," Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the first year, he poured a glass of water, dipped the cotton swab and wiped it on his lips. Just when he was about to take it away, Yan Hang grabbed the cotton swab head and squeezed the water off.

pitiful.

The first day of the junior high school was very distressed, so I dipped another stick to him.

"I want to wash my face," Yan Hang said, "My face is too uncomfortable."

"Oh." The first day of the junior high school replied, remembering that if you are going to be hospitalized, you have to go back and get your daily necessities.

This is a very difficult decision for him. He doesn't want to leave the hospital at all now, let alone the hospital, even the ward he doesn't want to leave.

"Go buy." Yan Hang said.

"Good." Chu nodded.

I don’t know if Yan Hang saw what he was thinking, so he pointed out a way. If it was normal, he would definitely think this was too wasteful. Not long ago, Yan Hang just bought a bunch of towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste or something. Yes... But he didn't even think about it at the moment, and immediately took the money and went out.

There is a supermarket at the entrance of the hospital, so you can eat everything.

On the first day of the first year, I didn't even look at the price too carefully. I took towels, toothbrushes, and so on. I also grabbed a pack of wet tissues that he had never bought. They were expensive. A small pack cost 12 yuan, while Yan Hang's big tube cost only ten yuan.

When he returned to the ward, Cui Yi came over and was standing in front of the bed yawning.

"Uncle Cui." He said hello on the first day.

"This expression," Cui Yi sighed when he saw him, "has the fever gone?"

"I don't know." said the first day.

Cui Yi stretched out his hand and touched his forehead: "If you don't return at noon, go and ask for a fever-reducing medicine."

"Oh." On the first day of the new year, he took the towel and went to the toilet, and looked at his face while rubbing the towel.

It's ugly, it's not as good as Yan Hang's face. It's probably because of not sleeping.

When wiping Yan Hang's face, Yan Hang watched him and said in a low voice: "Go back to sleep."

"Can't sleep." Chu Yi gently wiped Yan Hang's face. Yan Hang looked tender. He was always afraid that he would rub his skin hard, and he was afraid that his hands would not touch his face. tube.

Stomach tube.

The stomach tube actually went in through the nose, and I felt uncomfortable thinking about it.

"The person who doesn't know his face thinks that you were the one who was stabbed." Yan Hang said.

"You think you are so many and good-looking?" said on the first day of the new year. "You are going to open a live broadcast, guarantee to swim, and you will not have any yachts. After you brush it straight, you will pay you directly and pay the money.

"It's so miserable." Yan Hang smiled.

"Very miserable," he sighed after thinking about it on the first day of the month. "The live broadcast can't be done. The phone still broke and the screen broke."

"It just happens to be a new one," Yan Hang said.

"The rich man." said the first day.

Yan Hang's spirit was not bad, but it didn't last long, and he became a little confused after a while.

"I have to go to the office and do a lot of things," Cui Yi said, "I have asked someone to help with the escort. I may only come over in the afternoon. When someone comes, you can go to the side and sleep for a while."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

"I'll come back when I finish this afternoon," Cui Yi said.

"It's nothing, nothing," said the first day of the new year, "I can handle it."

"It's a big tone," Cui Yi said, "Then you can handle it. Tell me if you can't handle it."

"Good." The first day of the junior high school scratched his head a little embarrassed.

He didn't know what he could do without Cui Yi for all those things yesterday.

Fortunately, there is Cui Yi.

He always felt that he was more bullish and bolder than before. He could do a lot of things. In fact, he realized that he was still as useless as before.

He sat on the chair and sighed against the wall.

Tomorrow was a day when he had an appointment with a few people in the dormitory to go climbing and play the ropeway. When Zhou Chunyang sent a message to confirm with him, he could only refuse.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Chunyang called, "Isn't it okay?"

"Suddenly something happened," I didn't know how to say it, "I didn't know before."

"Then tomorrow, I will be the three of Xiaoyang and Wu Xu," Zhou Chunyang sighed. "They said they would take a girl, and I would be miserable."

"You take the man," said the first day.

Zhou Chunyang laughed, "Where can I take it? It's easy to see the one I can't move."

There was no sound on the first day of the new year.

"All right, I'll be a light bulb tomorrow," Zhou Chunyang said, "Let's go out and play again when everyone else is back to school."

"Yeah." In the first day of the junior high school, he hesitated. He may not be able to have time right away at the end of the vacation. He has to take leave to take care of Yan Hang.

He didn't know if he should tell Zhou Chunyang now.

"What's wrong," Zhou Chunyang probably heard that his tone was wrong, "Lost?"

"I may have to ask for a few days off," said the first day of the new year, "I have something."

"...Did something happen to you?" Zhou Chunyang asked, "If you have something, you can tell me, Xiaoyang and I can help."

"No, no," said the first day of the month, "small things."

"Yes..." Zhou Chunyang opened his mouth, but did not continue. "I want to help you speak anyway."

"Yeah." Chu Yi smiled.

Another patient in the ward was very quiet and was sleeping all the time. From morning to night, there was no sound when he woke up. It was probably a serious illness.

In contrast, Yan Hang's condition is much better, half asleep and half awake during the day, and at night, he is basically awake, but he can't move.

The doctor did not move, only let him lie down.

"Come here with me in a while, let him wipe my body," Yan Hang sighed, "I feel as uncomfortable as my body is muddy."

Came here to wipe your body?

The first day of the new year was stunned.

"I wipe." He stood up.

"You?" Yan Hang looked at him, seemingly hesitant.

When Yan Hang hesitated when he didn't speak on the first day of the new year, he suddenly wanted to bend down and get under the bed.

From the time Yan Hang woke up in the morning until now, the two of them have not mentioned yesterday's thing all day today. Yan Hang should have no energy, but he dare not mention it.

The courage he accumulated yesterday disappeared after saying that I like you, let alone Yan Hang was injured because of his words, even if he was not injured, he has already recalled the situation. Dare not.

Now that Yan Hang hesitated at this moment, he immediately persuaded him.

Did Yan Hang feel a little bit against the contact like rubbing his body because he knew what he was thinking?

But he has already spoken, how can he take it back!

On the first day of the new year standing by the bed in a daze.

"Then you can wipe it." Yan Hang said.

"Huh?" Lu Yi looked at him.

"Why," Yan Hang also looked at him, "you regretted it in a second?"

"No." On the first day of the new year, he rushed into the toilet, rubbed the towel and took it out.

"In fact, it's not bad for a while," Yan Hang lifted the quilt off his body, "You haven't slept for two days and one night..."

Hearing these words on the first day of the junior high school, my heart was very sour, but at the beginning, I was afraid that I would wipe tears accidentally.

Niang jiji.

"I'm afraid you will stab my wound." Yan Hang said.

On the first day of the new year, he was stunned, laughed, and carefully studied the hospital gown worn by Yan Hang.

Quite retro style, it is actually tethered.

"This clothes is not a science, science." At the beginning, the knots were untied one by one. "This is going to be a silly, idiot. What about a dead button?"

Yan Hang smiled without speaking, and sighed.

"The wound hurts, does it hurt?" asked the first day of the month.

"You just need to say a few words less," Yan Hang said. "It doesn't hurt if you don't laugh."

Chu Yi pursed his mouth and stopped making a sound.

After pulling Yan Hang's clothes apart, he frowned.

He originally thought that the injury on Yan Hang's body was the stab wound on his waist and one on his hand, but now he discovered that not only these, but also three places covered by gauze, there should be stab wounds underneath.

There are also abrasions that are not covered.

"Why..." I didn't know where to wipe the towel while holding the towel, "So many injuries."

"It's nothing," Yan Hang said, "It will be fine in two days."

"That person," frowned his eyebrows on the first day of the new year, and slowly wiped it on his chest, "I could have caught it, and hold him."

"Well, that's for sure," Yan Hang said, "our dog brother, one punch can knock him down."

On the first day of the new year, he didn’t say anything. After wiping his chest, he wiped Yan Hang’s arm along. When he saw the thick gauze wrapped around his hand, he couldn’t help but asked: “What’s your hand? Why... you grab the knife ,Yet?"

"I stabbed it all in without grasping it," Yan Hang said, "Then I guess I can't speak at this moment."

No more sound on the first day.

He wanted to know the situation at the time and how exactly Yan Hang was injured, but after asking, he still felt that he should not ask.

Yan Hang actually didn't have much place to wipe on his body. He wiped his chest, three small wounds on both sides of his ribs, and a large piece of gauze on his waist and beside his stomach. In short, there were not many areas that could be wiped on the front.

When he wiped his stomach, he pulled the quilt down. The pants of the hospital gown were also laced. At this moment, Yan Hang had just finished the operation and didn't tie it up. With this pull, the quilt was torn off while being wrapped around the waistband.

It was only in the first year of the junior high school that the patient after the operation...has no underwear.

He was stunned with the towel.

The trousers of the hospital gown were pulled by him, and Yan Hang's entire lower abdomen was exposed, tight and flat, and he even felt faint in the light...

"Hey," Yan Hang reached out and lifted his trousers. "It will be embarrassing for me to come in."

On the first day of the junior high school, he quickly helped him lift his pants.

"I'm going to rub, rub, rub, rub..." Chu Yi didn't know if he was too nervous, too embarrassed, or too... He gave up and continued talking, turned and went directly to the toilet.

After entering the toilet, he turned on the faucet, rubbing the towel while shocked that he could be shameless to such an extent.

In the hospital, in the ward, facing Yan Hang, whose whole body was injured, he could hardly even look at the lower abdomen without even seeing the parts below the lower abdomen.

Apart from shock at this moment, he couldn't find other words to describe his feelings.

Fortunately, the body still had sane remnants. After he slowly rubbed the towel, this kind of shameful reaction subsided.

He returned to the bed with the rubbed towel.

"Wipe your back." Yan Hang said.

"Yeah." Chu Yi carefully pushed Yan Hang to the side where there was no back injury.

The condition on his back was okay, there was no injury, only a small piece of bruise, and he wiped it off very carefully on the first day of the junior high, and then slowly supported Yan Hang's back to lie flat.

"Much more comfortable." Yan Hang closed his eyes.

On the first day of the new year, I put the towel, sat back on the side of the bed, staring at the floor in a daze.

After recovering from the previous shock, he slowly began to feel a little depressed, then upset, and then a little angry at himself.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

Even if you like Yan Hang, that's not it?

What's wrong with me!

Not really a dog!

Even if it's a dog, it's still autumn, so why don't you worry about it!

"You have something to eat." Yan Hang said.

"No appetite." Chuyi muffled voice.

"I didn't eat at noon," Yan Hang turned his head to look at him, "Don't eat or drink or sleep?"

"Xiuxian." said the first day.

Yan Hang laughed twice and then sighed, "Stop talking."

"Then I'll go and eat some," said the first day of the new year, "you squint for a while?"

"Yeah." Yan Hang nodded.

On the first day of the new year, he took a cotton swab and soaked him in some water before leaving the ward.

He really has no appetite. From yesterday to now, his whole body seems to be numb. He can't feel tired or sleepy, and there is nothing uncomfortable. Probably his physical fitness is too good.

But he didn't want to let Yan Hang worry about whether he had eaten or not at this time, so he planned to buy a little bread and cake for two bites.

There is a bakery at the door. The puffs Cui Yi brought him yesterday should have been bought here, and they were delicious.

He went into the store and went around. Originally, he wanted to buy a larger one, only to find that the smaller one was only twelve yuan yesterday.

If it wasn't for the time to go back to the ward quickly, he wouldn't have spent twelve dollars on a small puff.

He took this puff all the way back to the ward and was not willing to eat it, but before entering the ward, he suddenly remembered that Yan Hang had nothing to eat now, it was too cruel to go in with this puff.

He stood in the hallway, finished the puffs, wiped his mouth again, and then entered the ward.

Yan Hang closed his eyes and tilted his head, apparently asleep.

On the first day of the new year, he walked over and took a look, picked up the chair and gently placed it by the bed, and sat down.

At this moment, there are a lot of people in the corridor outside, the hospital delivery car is coming, and many people are walking around to get the food.

But the room was quite quiet, and Yan Hang's breathing could even be heard on the first day of the new year.

He lay down on the edge of the bed, resting his arm, watching Yan Hang's hand on his side.

Yan Hang's left hand did not hurt, but the needle was inserted at this moment, which looked particularly distressing.

Not long after lying down like this, he felt a little sleepy, yawned, and sat up again. There was medicine in the bottle. He was afraid that he would miss it when he fell asleep.

After sitting for a while, I feel back pain again. I haven't rested for about two days, and finally I can't hold it anymore?He lay down on the edge of the bed again.

Continue to stare at Yan Hang's hand.

Yan Hang should have been asleep, but his fingers moved slightly from time to time.

I don't know if this is because the needle is uncomfortable, but every time he moves his finger, he will reach out and tap on the fingertip, which is regarded as a comfort for the finger.

It's so beautiful, Yan Hang's hand.

When the finger hooked slightly again, he leaned forward and touched the fingertip lightly with his lips.