Have a fever.

When Chuyi heard Cui Yi telling him that when the thermometer was 38.4 degrees, he was stunned at first, and then he wanted to laugh a little.

laugh at.

Will  Will  Will the first person in the world to have a fever due to fright?

"Let's cool down first with this," the nurse took an ice pack, "If it's lowered, then get the fever-reducing medicine."

"Thank you." Chu Yi took the ice pack and covered it on his forehead with a very embarrassed look.

"You need to go back to rest tonight," Cui Yi said, "I'll ask for a escort..."

"," Chu Yi was shocked and quickly shook his head, "."

Cui Yi looked at him and smiled: "You are stuttering, are you strengthening your tone?"

"Strengthen," said Chuyi, "I'm not, it's okay."

It's already very late now, so the accompanying staff must be invited. If you go back to sleep, you can only be Cui Yi guarding here. He is a lawyer, and he is busy like a top every day.

Besides, don’t say that he just had a fever at this moment, even if he was about to faint at this moment, he would be willing to leave.

He had a fever indeed was no big deal. He had never been to the hospital because of any disease. He had colds, fever, coughs, and fever, including being beaten and injured.

Grandma has magic medicine and painkiller tablets.

No matter what the problem is, whether it is a headache, stomachache, or a cold, an inflammation, and an injury, as long as there is any illness on the body, grandma will take a painkiller tablet and take it to the point of taking it, no matter whether it is good or bad or not, no one will care about it anymore.

After I found out, my aunt strongly opposed it. Grandma was a very opinionated person, and it was useless to oppose it. In the end, my aunt used the reason that "If you eat too much, you will become a fool and no one will support you." This stopped grandma from continuing to plug painkillers.

I still don’t go to the hospital, and I usually rely on self-healing.

If you have a fever like today, you won’t go back to it at all. It will be much worse if you have a fever for two days at most. And if you are sick today, you are just scared.

Urgent.

It's a hurry to save some face.

The door of the observation room was closed and everything was seen. The first day of the New Year would go over and sway every minute, stand for a while and come back to sit.

There should be other patients inside. There were several people sitting on the chair next to him. An older sister kept covering her face with a handkerchief and crying.

Chu Yi was not at ease at first, but seeing her like this, she was completely sitting there and wanted to stand up as soon as her butt 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 for a walk," said Chuyi.

"Go." Cui Yi smiled.

I sat down and didn't move.

"Why go?" Cui Yi said.

"I say this, I never come from this, I will count it." Chu Yi said.

Cui Yi smiled and didn't say anything.

Chu Yi took out his cell phone and looked at the time: "Uncle Cui, please go back, come back, it's very late."

"I'll stay for a while," Cui Yi also looked at the machine, "I'll leave, you, a little brat, will meet you, and deal with it."

"You'll come here tomorrow, just look at it," Chuyi said, "It's not right now, it's nothing big, I'm just standing there."

Cui Yi smiled and patted his shoulder.

After Cui Yi left, Chuyi continued to be stunned in the corridor.

Yan Hang didn't know how long he would be lying in the observation room. The doctors and nurses who were walking around looked very busy and didn't have the nerve to ask someone.

I felt so tired that I didn’t feel sleepy. I didn’t seem to have any effect on my fever. It’s not difficult to continue to be stunned here.

I was worried about Yan Hang.

Yan Hang is awake now, is he asleep?

Has the anesthesia force passed?

Will the wound hurt?

If the wound hurts, Yan Hang, who has always had insomnia, will be even more unable to sleep. He just lie down, with a lot of tubes and threads on his body, which can turn over and so on... It will be very uncomfortable.

Chu Yi sighed.

When did Yan Hang come out of the observation room? It was cleared in the first day of the lunar calendar. It was a long time, many hours anyway.

 Following the nurse and her sister, she sent Yan Hang back to the ward.

Maybe it was Cui Yi who said hello or paid more money. Yan Hang lived in a very high-end double ward. The two beds were quite far apart. Once the curtain was pulled in the middle, it could basically interfere with each other.

"The doctor will come to check the rounds at seven o'clock," said the nurse. "Now let's rest. If you have any, just ring the bell."

"Yeah." Chu nodded.

After the nurse closed the door and left the ward, Chuyi took the chair next to him, gently placed it on the edge of the bed, and sat and stared at Yan Hang.

Until this moment, I finally relaxed completely and felt a little sore in my waist.

Yan Hang should have fallen asleep, closed his eyes, and only opened his eyes slightly when he was pushing him to the ward to change the bed, and then continued to sleep.

The first day of the Chu Dynasty held the wiba and looked at her face motionlessly.

My hair is a little messy, my lips are pale, and there is a tube inserted into my nose, which looks heartbreaking, and I am very handsome.

Yan Hang is so handsome.

Chu 1 smiled.

After staying so fast, the doctor came to check the rounds. After the first day of the junior high school, I came to my senses and passed by the operation and observation room one night.

"You can still drink water now. If the patient is thirsty, use a cotton swab to moisten it," the doctor told the doctor. "The gastric tube must be inserted in the past two days. You can only pull it out after the intestinal peristalsis is fully restored. After pulling it out, you can eat liquid semi-liquid food."

"Yeah." Chu Yi listened carefully, afraid that he would miss a word.

When you are going to class, you will definitely be able to get into a key high school.

At around eight o'clock, Yan Hang woke up, his eyes were a little confused, and he was overwhelmed by his condition, so he smiled at Chuyi.

"Does it hurt?" Chuyi asked.

"Okay." Yan Hang said, his voice a little hoarse, and he felt it was difficult to speak.

"Are you thirsty?" Chu Yi asked again, "The doctor said you can, you can drink cotton swabs..."

Yan Hang didn't say anything, closed his eyes and started to smile. After laughing for a second, he frowned again, probably because the wound hurt.

"Dirt the cotton swab from water," Chuyi corrected his own statement and sighed, "What should I do if I have such a low smile?"

"Come on one," said Yan Hang.

Chu Yi poured a glass of water, dipped it with a cotton swab on his lips, and just put it away, Yan Hang grabbed the head of the cotton swab and pursed the water on it.

It's pitiful.

I felt very distressed in the first year of junior high school, and I touched another one.

"I want to wash my face," Yan Hang said, "the face is so uncomfortable."

"Oh." Chu Yi responded, remembering that if he wanted to be hospitalized, he had to go back and bring the daily necessities.

This was a very difficult decision for him. Now he wants to leave the hospital even if he takes a step. Not to mention the hospital, he wants to leave even the ward.

"Go and buy it." Yan Hang said.

"Okay." Chu nodded.

I knew if Yan Hang saw what he was thinking, so he pointed out a way. If it were normal, he would definitely think that this was too wasteful. Not long ago, Yan Hang had just bought a bunch of towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste, etc.... But now he didn't think about it, and immediately took the money and went out.

There is a supermarket right in front of the hospital, and everything is available for food and use.

I didn’t even look at the price carefully in the first year of junior high school. I took a towel, toothbrush, etc., and grabbed a bag of wet tissues I had never bought before. They were quite expensive. A small bag costs 12 yuan, and a large tube of Yan Hang was ten yuan.

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

"Uncle Cui." Chu Yi greeted him.

"This face," Cui Yi sighed as soon as he saw it, "Have the fever subsided?"

" know." Chu Yi said.

Cui Yishen touched his forehead: "You will get rid of the fever at noon and you will need a fever-reducing medicine."

"Oh." Chu Yi took a towel to the bathroom, and looked at his face while rubbing the towel.

It looks quite ugly, and Yan Hang's face is good, probably because he didn't sleep.

When Yan Hang wiped his face, Yan Hang looked at him and said in a low voice: "Go back and sleep for a while."

"I can't sleep." Chu Yi carefully wiped Yan Hang's face. Yan Hang looked very tender, and he was always afraid that he would rub his skin hard, and he was afraid that he would touch the tube on his face.

Gastric tube.

The gastric tube actually goes from the nose, and it feels uncomfortable to think about it.
To be continued...