However, Xiong Weiqun's wound was too big for him to look directly at, and it would take a long time to deal with it if he didn't handle it well.
After applying medicine to the wound and bandaging it again, it was Zhong Ping's turn to sit half-sitting and half-lying on the hard sofa in his home, his mind in a mess. His eyes were dull, thinking about Xiong Weiqun and Xiong Dan, thinking about it,
He didn't go to bed until late at night and was tired from working for most of the day. He fell asleep on the sofa for the first time since renting this house.
It was already night when he got up again. He looked at Xiong Weiqun and found that he was still lying motionless on the bed with no sign of waking up. He went up and touched Xiong Weiqun's forehead and found that it was still very hot.
Let's check the temperature again, he thought, so he took the thermometer, flicked it, and touched Xiong Weiqun's hot quilt. Unexpectedly, as soon as the quilt moved, Xiong Weiqun opened his eyes and looked at him, making him feel like he was being caught.
Revealed molester.
"Look at the body temperature..." Zhong Ping said awkwardly for no reason.
Xiong Weiqun looked at him and obediently asked him to stuff the thermometer under his armpit. After placing the thermometer, Xiong Weiqun said something, but his throat was too dry and Zhong Ping didn't hear what he was saying. But he was not good at taking care of him at all.
The patient, taking care of the patient until smoke comes out of his throat.
Zhong Ping brought water and gave Xiong Weiqun half a cup of water. Xiong Weiqun lay back on the bed and repeated what he had just said: "Have you eaten?"
Zhong Ping was stunned and asked: "Are you hungry? I will buy you whatever you want to eat..."
Xiong Weiqun didn't answer and closed his eyes instead.
Zhong Ping felt that the way Xiong Weiqun closed his eyes was always an illusion. Maybe he had never fallen asleep... But this imagination was a bit ridiculous. Who could stay awake for such a long time and refuse to even faint?
No dark circles or eye bags yet.
Hearing Xiong Weiqun talk about eating, Zhong Ping remembered that he had missed several meals and should go get something to eat.
When he was a little sleep-deprived and thinking about whether he should order food or put on his coat and go downstairs to buy food, he wondered if he should bring some food to Xiong Weiqun? Can Xiong Weiqun eat with such an injury... He can't eat.
Is it leaking from the wound...
Seeing that it was just past dinner time and he was very tired, he finally decided to continue ordering food from the old restaurant and have the boy deliver it to his door.
He had seen a lot of wounds in the past two days, so he really had no interest in meat, so he ordered fried rice and soup. Since he was not familiar with sick rice, he also ordered a porridge from the guy who did the wiring.
They didn't sell porridge at all. Since he was a regular customer and he said he didn't care about time, he settled on the porridge in a painstaking manner.
The next time he stood in the kitchen and looked downstairs to look at the night view. Speaking of the night view, his house was located in a relatively remote area, with no bright lights and no tall buildings. However, it had been snowing for the past two nights, and there was a thick layer of pavement outside.
The snow on the ground emits a long and distant yellow light under the lights of the first-hand shops and small supermarkets downstairs.
On a snowy day, the students in his previous class didn't know who would take the lead during this season, and they all clamored to go out to play. As a last resort, he applied to the principal to take the children out to play in the snow.
I was young and energetic at that time, so I didn’t consider whether I could take care of the health of all the children, and I didn’t notify the parents, so I just took the children out to play in a fit of enthusiasm. Now that I think about it, I was really lucky that no children had frostbite or colds at that time.
This year... He looked in the direction of the bedroom, thinking about the little princesses and bullies in his class, and shook his head helplessly.
Just when he was feeling nostalgic, his cell phone rang. He thought something had gone wrong while delivering the food and wanted to notify him, so he picked it up with some apprehension, expecting to hear something about the lack of ingredients and the lack of food.
I can’t do it or I’m afraid of the trouble and I’m trying to find a reason to reject the news like porridge.
As soon as the other party picked up the phone, he asked, "Are you a member of Xiong Dan's family?"
He was stunned for a long time, then looked in the direction of the bedroom, and then remembered that when he changed the phone number at Xiong Dan Hospital, it was his phone number. He didn't know which muscle was cramping, and he originally wanted to say, "Her brother is not here now."
"It's convenient." He said, "It's convenient for me, her brother."
The other party continued to speak in a formulaic manner: "Xiong Dan's bone marrow has been matched. Do you think you should come to the hospital?"
When Zhong Ping heard that this was a serious matter, he was speechless and speechless. He thought for a long time and said: "I, I, I am out of town and I won't be able to get back immediately..."
"That's okay. You can see if you want to have surgery and let us know. As long as the surgery fee and family members have signed, you can go directly to the surgery. But you have to decide as soon as possible. It won't be handled if it takes too long." The other party stated in a formulaic manner.
"Okay, okay, okay..." Although the other party couldn't see it, Zhong Ping nodded hurriedly, "Then if I have news, can I just answer this call?"
The other party gave him a positive answer, said goodbye and hung up the phone.
Zhong Ping felt goosebumps all over his body. He rushed to the bedroom and shouted to Xiong Weiqun: "Wake up! Something bad is going to happen!"
Xiong Weiqun immediately opened his eyes, frowned and asked him what was wrong. As soon as Zhong Ping said the name "Dandan", Xiong Weiqun desperately used his elbows to push himself up from the bed and continued to listen, his eyes widened.
, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.
"Is there a matching match?" He asked with a stiff throat, as if he had never drank water.
"Yes! Dandan is saved! When do you want to call me back?" Zhong Ping also became excited.
Zhong Ping began to breathe heavily as if he had run a full marathon, and handed the phone over with trembling wrists. Seeing Xiong Weiqun desperately trying to sit up, he went up to help and dragged Xiong Weiqun to the bedside to sit up.
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Next, he watched Xiong Weiqun search for the phone that had been answered for a long time, and finally dialed the number. His eyes were staring ahead and not looking at anything at all, and he was concentrating on listening to the voice on the phone.
The call was connected in two clicks, and the person who answered the phone was the one who had just called Zhong Ping.
Xiong Weiqun first asked if there was indeed a successfully matched bone marrow, and then carefully inquired about the procedures required before the operation, and nodded repeatedly.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but after the other party said something, Xiong Weiqun suddenly lost his excitement and calmed down a lot. Then Xiong Weiqun asked, "How much does it cost?"
Zhong Ping couldn't hear much of what the other party said. He only heard Xiong Weiqun say a few more words of "Okay" and "That's it", and finally put down the phone.
Before Zhong Ping could ask what to say, Xiong Weiqun's eyes suddenly became sharp and he said to himself, "Let's start working."