Chapter 8 I'll order takeout for you

"Beep, beep, beep!"

After calling several times, the prompt was always busy. An Ran waved her phone at Bed 17, "Busy tone, probably because the signal is bad, or your husband and mother-in-law are undergoing some kind of examination. What do you want to eat? I'll order takeout for you."

She thought that there was still takeout at this time. Although it was dark, takeout was available at any time, no matter what time it was! If the delivery guy came, it would prove that it was not difficult to enter and exit the hospital, and the situation was definitely not as serious as she imagined. Then An Ran asked the delivery guy to help find a doctor at the reception desk on the first floor, saying that there might be a large-scale disease on the fourth and fifth floors, and the baby had to be transferred in time. If the delivery guy couldn't come in, did it mean that the hospital was blocked? To be honest, it wasn't that An Ran was too gloomy, but if there was a large-scale infectious disease in society, in order to prevent the disease from spreading, it would be normal logic to block the source of the disease as soon as possible.

So if the delivery guy can't get in, it means An Ran can't get out. No matter how you look at it, maybe this way of testing is a bit naive, but she is trying to find a way. Within the scope of her ability and the scope of scientific knowledge that she can understand in her life, An Ran is trying every possible way to contact the outside world.

"Thank you. I have food. You see I'm lying on the bed and can't move. Can you help me get the bread from the drawer of the bedside table?"

The tears in bed 17's eyes finally fell. Giving birth to a child is like going through the gates of hell for a woman, not to mention that she had a caesarean section, with eight layers of cuts made on her abdomen. The long incision was so painful when she woke up from the anesthetic that it was excruciating. But her husband and mother-in-law disappeared at this time.

An Ran was also in pain all over her body, but she was going to give birth naturally. Before deciding to give birth naturally, she had specifically looked up information online. After the baby was born, walking more would help to discharge bad blood. But she walked too much today, completely exceeding the amount of exercise a normal woman should have.

The lochia from her lower body flowed out like a faucet, with every movement a large amount of it came down, sticky and making Anran very uncomfortable.

She returned to the ward and stood on her bed, not daring to lie down, for fear that she would not be able to get up again.

But when she looked at bed 17, she felt really pitiful and seemed very polite. She asked An Ran to help her get a piece of bread from the drawer and thanked her profusely, so it didn't matter if An Ran helped her.

She walked around her own bed, moved over, opened the drawer of bed 17's bedside table, looked inside, and immediately felt strange. She turned her head to bed 17 who was lying on the bed groaning and asked, "Why did you buy so much bread? There are also chocolates, sugar balls, wow, there are also instant noodles here."

"When I was giving birth, I was so exhausted. My husband and mother-in-law bought all these and told me to eat as much as I wanted and give birth to the baby in one go. But I didn't eat a single bite and had a natural birth and then a cesarean section."

The face covered with pain on bed 17 finally showed a faint smile, as if she remembered the child who was delivered from her belly by section. She lay on the bed, raised her hand, took the bread bag handed to her by An Ran, opened the package, took out an oval bread with meat floss on it, and handed it back to An Ran.

"I see you've been alone the whole time. You haven't eaten anything since last night. Come eat something with me."

(End of this chapter)