Mu Feng was sleeping uneasily. The slight frown on his eyebrows and the resolute line of his slightly pursed lips allowed Yan Guo to see the uneasiness and worry hidden behind his emotions.
"Xiao...Jing..." In the silent ward, his mumbling seemed so weak and powerless.
Yan Guo turned on the small lamp beside the bed and found that Chen Mufeng's face was flushed and his breathing was rapid. He stretched out his palm and touched Mu Feng's forehead, and the hot temperature made his heart tighten.
Ring the bell: "Nurse, please come."
Soon, a young nurse knocked on the door and walked in. "Is something wrong?" Chen Mufeng is a new patient, the first level of postoperative care. According to regulations, their nurses have to come to inspect once an hour. The patient in this ward was admitted half an hour ago
I just checked it and it showed normal.
Yan Guo looked at the unconscious Chen Mufeng worriedly and said: "The patient's body temperature is very high, he is running a fever!"
The nurse came over, opened Chen Mufeng's eyelids, took a look, took out the thermometer from his pocket and stuffed it into Chen Mufeng's armpit. "Fever is a normal reaction after surgery, don't be too nervous."
Yan Guo was still worried. He wouldn't let the nurse leave, forcing her to wait for the thermometer results to come out.
The nurse had no choice but to take off her medical mask and lean on the extra hospital bed for Yao Xiaojing. She curiously asked Yan Guo: "Who are you? I heard from the nurse who took over the shift that he has a good background." The nurse said to Chen Mufeng.
Nunu mouthed, then patted the neat bed under her buttocks and said, "Here, did you see? This is specially prepared by the dean for his injured wife."
Yan Guo smiled, sat next to Chen Mufeng, and said, "He and I are brothers in bunk beds."
"Oh... Then you must have met his wife, right?" The nurse looked smart and had dark eyes that rolled around, making her look particularly gossipy.
Yan Guo nodded.
The nurse smacked her lips and said in disapproval: "I just can't figure it out. It's enough to have a soldier in the family who is engaged in extremely dangerous work, but she, a woman, is also involved in the family. What's going on? She lies down all of a sudden.
For both of them, I don’t think they will have an easy life if there are consequences in the future.”
Yan Guo glanced at her indifferently and said coolly: "How others live their lives is their business, just do your job well, don't worry about it!"
The nurse was stunned, knowing that she had made a mistake with her inappropriate words. Thinking of Chen Mufeng's special status, she quickly explained in a sarcastic tone: "I mainly saw that they were a young couple with a good background but suffered serious crimes, and I couldn't stand it.
Son." She has only been in the army for a short time, but she has seen many second-generation military officers who rely on their power to show off their power in hospitals. Many of them are serving officers. In order to escape from life in the army, there are actually many who pretend to be sick and come to the hospital. Compared with them
, the major in front of me, who is said to be the general's son-in-law, seems a little too stupid.
Yan Guo turned his head, looked at her expressionlessly, and said, "The time is up, take a look at the patient's temperature." He stepped aside and let the talkative little nurse take out the thermometer.
"Hey, it's indeed a fire."
"How many degrees?" Yan Guo was a little anxious.
The nurse put on a mask, waved the thermometer and said, "It's 39 degrees 8. I'm going to ask the doctor if he can get an injection."
"Okay, you go quickly, I'll guard him." Yan Guo took Chen Mufeng's hand and found that it was still burning.
After taking a fever-reducing injection and having the doctor on duty personally come to diagnose and treat him, Yan Guo felt a little relieved. He turned the desk lamp to the minimum, sat upright in the chair, and looked after the most important brother in his life.
"Xiao...Jing..." Mu Feng began to murmur again. Under the dim light, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which shone darkly under the shadow of the lamp.
Yan Guo understood that Mu Feng was like this because he was worried about Xiao Jing. Looking at his anxious sleeping face and flushed face, he seemed to see Mu Feng who silently bid farewell to Xiao Jing at Changsha Airport and returned to K University many years ago. The same thing happened
At night, he suddenly developed a high fever and kept mumbling.
I remember that they scared him and Lao Yue at that time, because in their impressions, Mu Feng had never looked so fragile. In their minds, Mu Feng was a strong man who could never be defeated, someone who would never know
A true man who knows what pain is. When Xiaojing decided to run away, the defense line he had been supporting suddenly collapsed, and his body collapsed immediately.
The scene of that night is still vivid in my mind. I remember that he and Lao Yue searched all the dormitories on the first floor for help but to no avail. In the end, they took turns carrying Mu Feng to the campus hospital far away from the dormitory. When they called the emergency room, the doctor scolded them and said
A brother in the dormitory, the patient's tonsils were swollen into buns, how come they didn't notice it at all. The school doctor's words made them so ashamed that they wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl in. It's not that they don't care, but that Mu Feng doesn't care at all.
Give them the opportunity to care, and don't let them stop his almost crazy and self-abusive behavior.
That night, just like now, he was so dizzy with fever that he kept mumbling.
"Xiaojing...don't go...Xiaojing...don't...go..."
"Xiao...Jing...don't...leave...I...Xiaojing..." The painful murmurs in the ward overlapped with the voices in the memory, which made
Yan Guo's heart was as painful as when it was cut out with a knife, and it was suffocating.
His eyes were hot, and he held Chen Mufeng's big hand tightly, comforting him: "Brother, how could Xiaojing leave you? Even if you are temporarily separated, your hearts will be together... Don't worry.
!Xiaojing will be back tomorrow! Don't make a fuss and have a good rest. Xiaojing will be happy only when Mu Feng returns to his full glory tomorrow, you know?"
Mu Feng, who was sleeping, seemed to understand his words. After a turn, his breathing turned into long and leisurely...
Seeing him being so obedient, Yan Guo couldn't help but smile and sighed: "It turns out that love is really a magical medicine that can heal all pain!" He thought of his little girlfriend Si Mingxiao, a cute and playful girl who did it every day.
The girl who dreamed of being a reporter, thinking of her clumsy appearance and every move she made, this little thing that could touch his heart anytime and anywhere, made him suddenly feel a little happy.
Oh, no, why is it one point?
It should be very big, almost filling his entire soul with happiness and joy.