Chapter 50 Crocodile Tears

Ten minutes later, Zhou Zhou came back after registering.

After the doctor examined him, he asked him to have a blood test to determine the cause of the fever.

It took more than an hour from registration to examination and prescription.

The nurse brought over four IV bottles, two large and two small.

There was no need to request a special ward for an IV drip, and Cheng Yu didn't care and just sat on a chair in the corridor.

Zhou Zhou watched the nurse unpacking the packages and asked softly, "How long will these four IV drips last?"

"More than three hours."

The nurse was very professional. She found his vein in a few seconds and inserted the needle neatly.

After the nurse packed up and left, Cheng Yu looked at the long IV tube and said slowly, "I've been suffering from fever and unconsciousness for so long."

Zhou Zhou felt the same way.

That's how hospitals are, everything needs to be checked.

She had suffered from acute gastroenteritis before and went to the hospital with vomiting and diarrhea. After asking her questions for a long time, the doctor calmly asked her to have a blood test first and also took a sample from her toilet.

It took more than two hours to go back and forth.

She was in constant pain and had no idea what to do. When she finally got the test results, she had stopped vomiting.

But from a doctor's perspective, this is also responsible. Whether it's a cold, a fever, or vomiting and diarrhea, there are too many causes, and you can't just give medicine casually.

Zhou Zhou said, "You can't just do an IV drip casually. Didn't the doctor tell me that a blood test is needed to determine whether you have a bacterial or viral infection, so we can know what to add to the IV."

Cheng Yu snorted: "How can I get infected by getting caught in the rain? Is there a virus raining down from the sky?"

Zhou Zhou: “…”

Fortunately, I didn't say these words in front of the doctors and nurses, otherwise I would have been so angry that I vomited blood on the spot.

Seeing that she was still standing, Cheng Yu said casually, "Are you going to be my bodyguard if you don't sit down? Don't be afraid, no one will rush up and pull out my needles."

“Others don’t pull it out, but I want to.”

Cheng Yu smiled comfortably: "That's it, no matter how much defense you take, you can't prevent a thief from within your own home."

He was at ease, but she had a headache.

I've never seen him quiet for a moment.

She glanced at the time and it was already past five o'clock: "I'll go out and take a look. I'll buy you some porridge."

"Why does this scene sound so familiar?" Cheng Yu saw her about to leave and tugged at the scarf around her neck with one hand. "Can you loosen the scarf before you leave? It's so stuffy I can't breathe."

He has difficulty using one hand.

Zhou Zhou stood in front of him, bent down, untied his scarf, and wrapped it in a different way.

Cheng Yu looked at her with drooping eyelids, feeling the coolness of her fingertips on his neck, and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised: "Zhou Zhou, you tied it so tightly, are you trying to murder me?"

Zhou Zhou didn't want to pay attention to him: "I wanted to murder you and I'm still hanging up with you. If you're so stupid, just go to the police station and turn yourself in."

"So you're stupid."

His response was a strong knot.

In the last step, Zhou Zhou crossed his neck and pulled the scarf as tight as possible. Cheng Yu stopped talking abruptly and looked up at Zhou Zhou in surprise with an expressionless face.

"If you keep talking nonsense, you'll be stuck here with the IV drip alone." Zhou Zhou spoke word by word with a cold face, and only loosened the knot when he saw that he was completely silent.

The ends of the scarf hung over his down jacket.

Cheng Yu looked down and saw that the wool had deformed.

He secretly clicked his tongue: It doesn't matter who you mess with, but you can't mess with Zhou Zhou.

When I walked out of the hospital, it was already getting dark outside.

Winter is like this, it gets dark early and gets light late, and it feels like six or seven at just after five.

There are many shops on the street opposite the hospital. Zhou Zhou stood in front of a stall and packed two servings of millet porridge.

When I returned, there was no one sitting there.

Zhou Zhou thought he had changed his location and called him but no one answered.

After waiting for a while without seeing anyone, she walked aimlessly along the corridor with the porridge in her hand, but still didn't see him. Zhou Zhou walked towards the nurses' station while making his phone call.

Just after turning the corner, I ran into Cheng Yu head-on. He was staggering back with an IV bottle in his hand.

"Where have you been?" she asked.

Cheng Yu looked at her blankly: "Go to the bathroom."

Seeing that she looked a little nervous, he laughed hoarsely and said, "You're worried about me."

"Then why didn't you answer the phone?" Zhou Zhou asked him.

"I felt the vibration, but I don't have any extra hands." He glanced at the IV bottle in his hand, then stretched out his hand with the IV in front of her.

I really can't free my hands.

Zhou Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Yu looked at her worried expression and wanted to tease her again, but he finally held back.

She was really pissed off. What should she do if she left him here alone?

After re-hanging the IV drip, the two sat down to drink porridge.

Seeing that his hands were inconvenient and the chairs in the corridor had no small boards to support them, Zhou Zhou fed him some porridge.

Cheng Yu didn't act up this time and drank it obediently.

The medicine hadn't taken effect yet, and his appetite wasn't great, so he only drank half a bowl. Zhou Zhou cleared his bowl of porridge before drinking his own.

The drip took an extremely long time, and I had to eat and drink enough before I finished a whole bottle.

Zhou Zhou was looking for something to kill time, so he took out headphones from his bag and asked him, "Want to watch a movie?"

"What are you looking at?"

"Comedy?"

"It's not suitable to laugh out loud when you're sick. It will give you a stitch in the side."

"A romance?" Zhou Zhou said, then immediately dismissed it. "What kind of romance movie are we going to watch? We'll just cry like crocodile tears."

Cheng Yu glanced at her and said in a bad tone, "You are crocodile tears, why am I the same?"

Zhou Zhou smiled faintly: "You can still understand love."

The earphones in his hand were taken off, and Cheng Yu put them into his ears, then said confidently: "I have a high tear point, so I usually don't cry."

Zhou Zhou: "...Indeed, crocodiles usually don't cry."

She found an American movie.

American movies like to create heroes, which are quite passionate and interesting to watch. They are the best way to kill time.

Cheng Yu had no objection and leaned over to look at her.

It was already evening, and the doctors and nurses from the day shift had already left, leaving only the night shift. The corridor was empty, with only the two of them in the long hallway.

Leaning their heads against each other, looking at the screen of their mobile phones, a rare harmony.

Zhou Zhou was looking up when a white shadow suddenly fell and something slid to her right hand side.

As she looked away, she felt a sudden weight on her shoulder, and the sound of even breathing fell into her ears, spewing out warm air.

The earphones fell off.

Cheng Yu fell asleep at some point.