Chapter 356 Yes, yes, I'm sick
"This is Allen."
Four children sat together on the hospital bed, forming a circle.
As Xu Yizhao ate the snacks his friends had brought him during their hospital visit, he introduced his new friend to his two friends: "He lives next door and came to visit me."
This floor is all children's wards, and all the patients are young children. Xu Yizhao and Allen are in single rooms. The children get bored being alone, so they go to visit the patients next door and make friends.
Allen was about the same age as them, so the group of children became friends as soon as they met.
Mao Mao looked at Allen's striped hospital gown and asked, "Are you sick too?"
Allen: "Yes, I*￥%&..." He rattled off a long string of words.
Mao Mao held the snacks, staring blankly at him.
From the second word onwards, Mao Mao couldn't understand anything.
Only Xia Xiaoxiang in the family takes foreign language classes. Teacher Ye at the kindergarten taught her some, but she didn't learn much there. Mao Mao knows only a handful of foreign languages.
Seeing her bewildered expression, Allen thought for a moment, then switched to Chinese, saying awkwardly, "I'm sick."
Mao Mao suddenly realized: "Oh!"
Cheng Manxuan looked around: "..."
Xu Yizhao, while eating snacks, acted as the translator: "Allen is in the next ward. He checked in before me and has been here for several days. Mmm, Mao Mao, the snacks you brought are really delicious."
Allen chimed in, "Delicious!"
"Hehe." Mao Mao was delighted by the praise, and her little feet in socks swung happily: "It was made by my chef uncle. My chef uncle's desserts are so delicious, he can make so many. Zhao Zhao, next time you come to my house for a big party, I'll treat you to desserts again."
"OK!"
Now it was Allen's turn to look at her with a blank expression.
Allen's Chinese wasn't as good as Sophie's; he could only utter one or two words at a time, while Mao Mao spoke a long string of words in one breath, making it difficult for Allen to understand.
But he struggled for a moment to catch the key words: "...party?"
"Would you like to join my family's big party?" Mao Mao enthusiastically invited him, "Come and have fun!"
Xu Yizhao asked curiously, "Mao Mao, is your family hosting a banquet?"
“Our kindergarten is gone, so I can’t go to school anymore. My brother said I can invite you all to my house to play.” Mao Mao said happily, her sweet dimples showing on her cheeks. “I called everyone, and they all want to come. Zhao Zhao, when you get better, come to my house to play too.”
As she spoke, she once again extended an invitation to Allen, who looked bewildered beside her: "Come on, Zhao Zhao! My family has cats and goldfish, and my mom said she's going to build a big slide... My house is so much fun!"
"Okay, okay!" Xu Yizhao nodded vigorously: "Mao Mao, I'll bring snacks to come play with you."
Cheng Manxuan: "Then I'll bring toys!"
“My family’s chef uncle said he would make more than ten kinds of desserts for us, and my brother also said he would order a big cake for us. I also have a lot of toys, and I’ll let you ride my toy car.”
The three children present had their eyes sparkling as they discussed the topic.
Allen looked left and right, racking his brains for a long time before he finally understood.
“No,” he said awkwardly.
"hold head high?"
Mao Mao looked at him, puzzled: "Why?"
“I can’t go,” he said. “I’m sick.”
Mao Mao: "When you get better, you can come to my house to play again."
Allen couldn't find the words to express his thoughts in Chinese for a while, and he didn't know how to explain it to her, so he could only keep shaking his head and saying, "NO, NO."
Mao Mao clutched the snacks, her eyes blank.
She glanced at Allen's short, golden hair, just like Sophie's. If Sophie were here, she could definitely speak in a language Allen understood.
While eating her snacks, Xu Yizhao continued to translate: "Allen is sick and needs surgery. I don't know when he will be able to be discharged from the hospital."
Are you sick?
Allen nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes! I'm sick!"
"ah……"
Mao Mao stared blankly at him.
He then turned to look at Xu Yizhao: "Zhaozhao, can you understand what he's saying?"
Xu Yizhao calmly said, "Oh, my mother told me that."
While the children were making friends, Mrs. Xu was also socializing with people in the next ward, finding out all the details about Allen. For example, at this moment, while the four children were chatting and eating snacks in the ward, Mrs. Xu invited Mrs. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng to go outside and chat, giving them some space.
They were chatting animatedly, both inside and outside the door.
“I can hear and understand,” Allen said, enunciating each word clearly: “Slow down a bit.”
Mao Mao nodded her little head solemnly.
She grabbed a new pastry from the box and handed it to Allen: "My brother said that when you're sick, you should eat more to get more nutrition. If you eat more, you'll get better faster."
"Thanks!"
Xu Yizhao quickly grabbed a piece as well, stuffing his mouth full, and said indistinctly, "I'm sick too, I'll eat two pieces."
Cheng Manxuan explained softly from the side, "Mao Mao, Allen needs to have surgery. Just eating won't help."
"Operation?"
Mao Mao knows this.
My fourth brother had also undergone surgery before.
My older brother got sick and stayed in the hospital for many days. During that time, he couldn't get out of bed and became very weak. It took him a long time to recover.
But later, my brother got better. He could stand up again and play with Mao Mao. They were doing very well. He was able to go to school and even get perfect scores on his tests.
“But you still need to eat.” Mao Mao said earnestly, “My brother said that if you eat more, you need to be healthy so you can have the surgery. Before my brother got sick, he ate a lot of food every day.”
Back then, Mao Mao acted as her brother's little alarm clock, eating with him every day and getting a lot of free meals.
Allen nodded vigorously: "Delicious, delicious!"
The chefs at the Marshal's Mansion were very skilled, and their pastries were very popular, even with the little foreigner.
In return, after eating their snacks, Allen went back to get his own snacks and toys to share with them.
During this time, a nurse came in and took the temperatures of the two young patients.
Mao Mao stood on tiptoe, tugging at the nurse's hand, looking at the form she was writing down: "Sister, when will Zhao Zhao get better?"
"Soon," the nurse said. "Xu Yizhao's temperature has come down, and the doctor said that if there are no problems, he can be discharged tomorrow."
Mao Mao immediately breathed a long sigh of relief.
Allen said with envy, "That's great, I want to go home too."
Mao Mao then turned to the nurse and asked, "Sister, what about Allen?"
Nurse: "Him? It's still early. His surgery is scheduled for next week. After the surgery, we'll need to check his recovery. He'll need to stay in the hospital for at least another two weeks."
Half a month?
That's been a really long time.
After the nurse left, the children rested their chins on their hands and sighed sadly.
"Allen, what illness do you have?"
Allen thought for a moment, touched his chest, then his stomach, and uncertainly ran his hands over himself from head to toe. Then he covered a spot and nodded seriously: "Here!"
"here?"
“This is broken,” Allen said.
The three children couldn't help but touch their bellies.
I could only touch the soft, fluffy flesh of her breasts.
Mao Mao pinched her little belly. She couldn't even see the snack she had just eaten through her skin. "How do you know it's spoiled inside?"
Cheng Manxuan: "I've heard of an X-ray machine that can show inside a person."
Mao Mao immediately became nervous: "If Mother says I can only eat three pieces of cake, but I eat four, will it still show up in the photo?"
Cheng Manxuan wasn't too sure either: "It should be possible, right?"
Mao Mao gasped and clutched her stomach tightly.
“No,” Xu Yizhao said calmly, sitting firmly. “We need to do an examination to find out.”
"examine?"
Xu Yizhao tapped his chubby chin, lifted up his loose hospital gown to reveal his arms.
Three little heads peered over to look, and there was a small red dot on his chubby white arm.
“This is what the doctor left after he examined me.” Xu Yizhao gestured and said, “That needle was so long, and it drew so much blood from me, but I didn’t cry at all. My mother said that after the examination, she knew where I was sick.”
This is Xu Yizhao's hero medal.
Although it was a bit cold inside, he still confidently showed off his arms to all the children, basking in their admiration.
Mao Mao recognized it at a glance.
Her eyes sparkled as she said, "Mao Mao has one too."
Everyone else turned to look.
Mao Mao laboriously rolled up her sweater sleeves, revealing her chubby arms, with a small red dot on her fair skin.
After the fire, her mothers took her to the hospital for a full check-up. The doctor drew her blood, and the marks left by the injections haven't faded yet; they are Mao Mao's little hero badges.
Mao Mao proudly raised her little head and held her arm high. In the bright sunlight, her little arm was so white it almost reflected light, making the scab-covered red spot stand out.
"Exactly the same!"
Cheng Manxuan looked around and pursed her lips: "..."
She didn't.
Allen also rolled up his sleeves to take a look.
His skin was very fair, making any marks particularly noticeable. But his arms were completely bare.
Xu Yizhao was stunned: "Why didn't you have one? Don't you need to get checked?"
Allen showed the back of his hand, which also bore the marks left by an IV drip, with identical little red dots: "I have this."
“This is different,” Xu Yizhao said seriously. “This is for an IV drip, and that is for drawing blood. You need to draw blood to do tests. My mom said that many diseases can’t be diagnosed just by looking; you have to draw blood. I forget what it’s for, but anyway, my mom gave me chocolate to eat before I agreed. It hurt so much!”
They're all sick and hospitalized children, so why is it that only he gets injections while the other children don't?!
His sentence was a bit long, and it took Allen a long time to understand it.
Allen recalled for a moment: "I cried. The doctor said, no need. And it has to be kept secret."
Allen: "You can't tell anyone either!"
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