Zhiyun lives in an ordinary ward.
The kind with three beds.
The patients in the two beds next door, one has a severe cold and fever, and the other is recovering from a minor surgery. They seem to be recovering well.
The one with a fever was a girl, a college student, because she mentioned writing a paper many times.
Her boyfriend came to the hospital to accompany her and brought her some vegetable soup. The soup was very thick, and her boyfriend blew on it spoonfully to warm it up before feeding it to the girl.
While feeding him, he said, "You are such a grown-up, but you don't know how to let me save my energy. If there is no hot water, just endure it. Why do you have to take a cold shower?"
The girl said coquettishly, "I have such a good constitution, I thought taking a cold shower would be no problem, but I didn't expect that I couldn't handle it and got a fever."
Hearing the girl's stubbornness, the boy put the spoon back into the bowl and flicked her forehead lightly with his fingertips. "Still stubborn, how old are you?"
The girl chuckled and gave in: "Okay, okay, I know I'm wrong."
"You know you're wrong, but you can only say that. Your mouth is stubborn." The boy said helplessly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and he continued to feed the girl vegetable porridge.
Such a heartwarming interaction made Zhiyun in the next bed feel fed with dog food.
The woman who had the minor surgery was a middle-aged woman.
Her husband would come to accompany her at this time and bring her delicious food, such as the fragrant mullet soup, which filled the entire ward with fragrance, but Zhiyun had no appetite and felt very uncomfortable.
Her bed was next to the window, and she thought she would just get an IV and leave. If she had known earlier, she would have booked a VIP room.
However, even if she changed it now, she could put it on immediately, but thinking about having to walk around again, it would be very troublesome for her current condition. She simply turned sideways and took a nap. The drip might run out by then.
When Yu Mo pushed open the door of the ward and came in, he saw Zhiyun huddled alone on the bed, looking as pitiful as possible.
When the patients in the ward saw Yu Mo coming in, they all greeted him with a smile, and if they didn't know his name, they called him doctor. When Zhiyun heard someone calling doctor, she turned around and saw Yu Mo had already approached her.
"You are so lonely." Yu Mo said in a very annoying way.
Zhiyun: “…”
If she hadn't been too weak, she would have wanted to fight with Yu Mo.
What you said is really irritating.
Although it was irritating, I couldn't help but laugh, "I found that as soon as I entered the hospital, Dr. Yu knew me."
"No," Yu Mo confessed honestly, "Miss Zhiyun, to be honest, it was Song Yecheng who told me the last two times. I was lucky to see you tonight, and it just so happened that I was on duty tonight."
"What a coincidence." Zhiyun said.
Yu Mo laughed so hard that his shoulders shook. "What a coincidence! Miss Zhiyun, you've come to the hospital four times in just one month. Are you having a problem with this hospital?"
Zhiyun: “…”
Just when she was lying down for the infusion, she thought of this. It was true. In just one month, she came to the same hospital four times.
It wasn't a visit to the patient, she always came to see the doctor herself.
The first time was when she had just woken up and was undergoing examinations and rehabilitation in the hospital; the second time was when she had a head injury in the car accident; the third time was when she fell in the horse farm, which was today when Han Qing asked her to be taken to the hospital; the fourth time was now...
I don’t know what bad luck she has, it seems like she really has a fight with the hospital!
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