Jiang Cha seemed to have slept for a long time. When he woke up, his mind was numb, which was obviously different from the last time he was awake.
"Awake? The doctor said you can eat something once you're awake. I asked my family to make some millet porridge. Slow down, I'll rock the bed a little so you can talk!"
Even though the man speaking in front of him showed some signs of aging, he could still be recognized at a glance as the Goudan Zhao Yibei of the past.
How many years have we not seen each other?
Because of work reasons, they rarely have the opportunity to meet, and even rarely talk on the phone for safety reasons.
Who told him to be in active service at the time? Jiang Cha was a fake Japanese soldier overseas!
"Why are you here? Where's Erbei? What happened that day? Is there something wrong with my body?"
After a short while, she felt something was wrong with her body.
As a professional who has been playing the "dress-up game" abroad for a long time, it is impossible for me to be stimulated by the sudden sound of a door closing.
Not to mention that in her previous life she practically slept with a gun as a pillow, so it was impossible for her to be scared by the slightest noise.
This would only happen if there was something wrong with her.
"The doctor isn't sure yet. A specialist will be coming for a consultation this afternoon. They think your condition might be a stress reaction. Did you encounter anything there?"
With your personality, such a small thing wouldn't have turned into this. You're not young anymore, so it's safer to stay in China, right?"
Meeting an old friend again, with his caring words and his helpful care, everything was just like when we were little.
There is a clear difference between him and Zhao Erbei. That guy?
Perhaps because his expression was too obvious, the hand holding the spoon hesitated for a moment before explaining to her.
"Is Erbei getting older? I didn't think so when I was little, but after he joined the army and left for many years, he came back like this.
In his words, life is short, so it's good to live simply! As a result, he became more and more heartless, sometimes even fighting with my little granddaughter for ice cream at home!
He didn't mention a single word about where he went or what he did, but just talked about his unreliable brother like telling a joke.
A man who is like a think tank can only change into someone else if he has gone through the test of life and death.
Otherwise, given Uncle Zhao's character, he would never just sit there and do nothing.
It seems that a lot of things happened to her childhood friends during the years she was away, but it’s a pity that she missed them all!
"Is his leg disease a result of that time? Let him come to see me when I'm discharged from the hospital. Even if there's nothing else good, there's still something good in it!"
Look at him, he looks ten years older than you when he's standing next to you. By the way, how do you have time to come here? Don't try to fool me with your retirement and staying at home!"
I ate the millet porridge mouthful by mouthful, and my empty stomach instantly felt much more relieved.
In fact, she also wanted to eat braised pork, pork elbow, lamb ribs, roast duck, stir-fried tripe, meat buns, fennel-stuffed dumplings and many other foods.
A bowl of porridge only filled her stomach, but was far from satisfying her appetite.
In my previous life, I was busy serving everyone wine and food, and there was a lot of food in front of the grave.
As a result, I didn't even think about eating until I closed my eyes. My empty stomach had been hungry for too long, spanning several decades of hunger.
How can a bowl of porridge soothe it?
"Okay, Erbei will bring you some fish soup this afternoon. The doctor said that you are very weak now, and many greasy foods are not suitable for you.
Wait a little longer! When you're discharged from the hospital, I'll treat you to a big meal. You can choose from Sichuan, Shandong, Huaihai, and Yangzhou cuisines. Isn't that nice enough? Are you sleepy? Do you need a nap? I'll keep an eye on you, and you can close your eyes and rest! "
The bed was slowly rolled down and stopped at its original position.
Jiang Cha didn't bother to be polite with him and continued to close his eyes and rest.
It was just a glass of wine, but it turned out like this.
I don’t know whether the little boy would beat the unlucky child to death, how long she was unconscious, and how she came back from the United States.
All of this will have to wait until her health gets better. Her current physical condition is unclear, and Zhao Yibei looks a little unwell.
Is it possible that besides being drunk and falling into a coma, there is some other problem like stress disorder?
Before I could figure out what was going on in my mind, I fell asleep again.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m weak, but I feel like I’m not getting enough sleep.
When I was called up again, it was already afternoon and an elderly doctor was standing in the ward.
He looks like a military doctor. Even though he has gray hair, you can tell his profession by the way he walks.
He was accompanied by several younger doctors, who all seemed to be from the same place.
If she guessed correctly, he should be in Union Hospital at this moment, so how could a military doctor come here?
"Don't be nervous, they asked me to come over and take a look. Your condition is something we are good at, so I came here on business as a consultant.
In fact, this situation is very common abroad. Don't feel burdened. Take a rest for a while in China, take a walk in the park every day, and listen to amateur opera performances.
Then go to the restaurant and have some delicious food. In short, enjoy yourself as much as you can. It will get better slowly! You family members should also pay attention and try to be quiet at ordinary times. Try not to go to too noisy places. There will be nothing left!
Oh, and I'll prescribe some medicine for you. Keep it handy. If you feel a little irritable or out of control, take a pill. You don't need it normally. Just eat and drink as you should, and don't take it personally! You'll be back to health soon!"
I checked all her reports again, and everyone in the ward had a great time chatting with each other.
The sound of laughter could be heard in the corridor, and it was rare not to see a nurse coming over to scold someone.
As expected, things are different when the big shots come. Not only does the atmosphere become much better, but the people who come to visit the patients also feel a lot more relaxed.
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