Patient No. 40 is very busy

  Han Qi found that it was really hard when a patient was in a critical condition. Wen Ren Shu Fang

  First, to cope with the doctors and nurses' regular checks and inquiries every day: Do you have a fever? Do you have dizziness or headache? Do you have bowel movements? How many times do you have bowel movements? Is there anywhere that feels particularly uncomfortable?

  Secondly, it's waiting for what seems like an endless supply of injections, one bottle after another.

  The busiest thing is to deal with people who come to visit him.

  His dad stayed with him for two and a half days, then didn't know what he told the head nurse, but rushed to catch a plane and left. Then I don't know what the head nurse told Xiaomi, and Xiaomi told her family something, anyway, Xiaomi's family members took turns visiting him, and also brought a lot of food and supplements. As a result, every morning Han Qi was woken up by Xiaomi's grandmother to feed him a can of chicken soup, and every afternoon he was woken up by Xiaomi's aunt to feed him a bucket of pork rib soup. During this time, under the care of Xiaomi's father who skipped work to visit him, he also ate some apples that he had enthusiastically peeled for him. And his girlfriend Tong Xiaomi would ask him on each visit: "Do you want to eat something?"

  Han Qi really wanted to know what kind of virtue he had now, why did everyone think he seemed very hungry? He lay in bed all day and couldn't move, and he didn't have any appetite at all.

  It's busy, and it's not just eating.

  Every day at noon, the class teacher Hao Lao Tai would come to his ward and take attendance. Wen Ren Shu Wu provided it for free, looking up at Wen Ren Shu Wu, Han Qi was a bit speechless, the old lady was too diligent, was she afraid that he would slip away from the hospital while lying in bed? No matter how he thought or felt speechless, Hao Lao Tai was punctual and took attendance on time, rain or shine, and also gave him supplementary lessons, talked about the progress of learning in class, and encouraged him to work hard, saying that as long as he recovered from his injuries and worked diligently, with his intelligence, he would be able to catch up with his classmates quickly. And then comforted him again, saying not to worry too much about studying (it seemed that when the old lady said this, she herself felt her tongue tied), and focus on recovering from his injuries first.

  He was speechless, and there was also the class monitor of Class 7, who loved to represent all his classmates to occasionally visit him. The first time the class monitor appeared in his hospital room with all the class committee members, he was really startled and almost pressed the nurse's bell. This big guy named Zhong Yunhai, who usually didn't speak much, only knew how to write notices on the blackboard or run around doing errands for the class, made Han Qi think that he must have become the class monitor either because the teacher thought he was obedient and easy to command, or because his classmates thought he was honest and easy to order around (Han Qi had skipped class during the election of the class committee, so he didn't know how they were chosen). So, when this big guy came to his hospital room with all the class committee members, Han Qi was very surprised by the natural leadership aura that emanated from him, which overshadowed the other male and female students present. Although Zhong Yunhai didn't say much, it was clear that the committee members all listened to him, and they discussed things like where to put the gifts they brought, which committee members would help Han Qi with his schoolwork during his hospital stay, when they would leave, and when they would come back.

  He will come again to see him, all by his gloomy voice, one hammer decides the tone.

  He seemed to have neglected too many things in his class, and Han Qi couldn't help but wonder what kind of class he was in, and how Zhong Yunhai managed to get by.

  However, in the following days, Zhong Yunhai came to visit him every few days, and he gave up his idea of understanding this person. Because this big guy was really too boring.

  "Are you okay today?" is the first thing Zhong Yunhai says every time he sees Han Qi. Then, he reads out the notes he brought without any emotion or tone. "I'll come again in two days." is the last thing Zhong Yunhai says every time he sees Han Qi.

  During this time, Han Qi can speak or not speak. Whether he speaks or not will not affect Zhong Yunhai's schedule.

  Of course, there were also various kinds of comforters who pushed open the door to his sickroom. For example, Niu Qiao and Ai Jin would come to "offer love" and take away the boxes of food piled up in his room to help him "reduce his burden". For example, his teammates from the track and field team would come to complain heartlessly, saying that he was now so happy that he didn't need to train anymore, and that the weather was getting hotter and hotter, training was taking people's lives.

  So, the patient Han Qi was very busy, yet extremely bored. He didn't feel like time was flying by at all; on the contrary, every day felt like a year. The thing he looked forward to most every day was Xiao Mi's visit in the evening.

  "Little nurse, I want to get out of bed." He begged with puppy eyes.

  "Hmm..." The nurse Xiaomi hesitated, although the doctor said that Hanqi could now get out of bed and move around slightly, she didn't have confidence in her own strength to support him without pulling on his wound.

  "I'm begging you, I've almost taken root in bed."

  "Master, you'd better rest and recover. When Father comes tomorrow, ask him then." Tong Xiaomi finally decided not to take the risk after all.

  Han Qi narrowed his eyes. This little girl called him "Master" more and more smoothly, wasn't it just because he had shaved his head with a needle on his brain? When he recovered, he would let this little girl know that he was not a monk!

  "Then comfort me," Han Qi said in a stifled tone, as if he was wronged. Someone who spends all day cooped up in the hospital would naturally know how to take advantage of the "patient is always right" principle.

  "Hehe!" Xiao Mi bent down, smiling at Han Qi's dissatisfied face. Do all the people in the hospital love to throw tantrums like this? She slowly leaned in, stopping 1 centimeter away from Han Qi's lips, then lightly opened her pink lips and smiled: "Really getting more and more adorable."

  A refreshing breath blew into Han Qi's mouth and nose, making him want to taste it immediately.

  However, the little nurse said, straightened up and winked: "They all say you should rest and recover from your injuries, Master!"

  Han Qi narrowed his eyes again. It's really a tiger falling into a plain and being bullied by a dog! (It seems to be used incorrectly, but that's the idea!) You little thing, we'll have a day out of the hospital, wait for it!