A foreign hospital is not familiar with the place and even communication has become a very difficult thing.
Fortunately, this coastal Southeast Asian country has excellent customs and culture. When strangers meet, they will nod and say hello with a smile. In addition, the air and environment here are also very good, except for a few days.
The drizzle was drizzling, and the rest of the time, there was a sun hanging obliquely in the blue sky. The warm sunlight poured down and sprinkled on the human body, which was very comfortable.
Before he knew it, Yu Luo was lying on the hospital bed, and half a month had passed.
For the first time, she couldn't sleep because she was wrapped in a nightmare as soon as she closed her eyes. In the dark dream, she often turned bloody in an instant. She was alone in the misty space, her ears were full of
The cry of the baby.
Later, Yu Luo stopped sleeping, leaned against the head of the bed all day long, looking out through the only window in the room, watching people coming and going outside, playing and playing, just like that
The day ended.
Since that day, she has never seen Ye Xiuchen again. This person seems to have disappeared from her world. However, for some reason, she always feels that he has not gone far. Often at night, she just
Lying down, you can feel a persistent eye sticking to her in the corridor outside the ward. When she stood up and looked over with difficulty, the eye had long disappeared. Under the dim light,
In the long corridor, only the doctors and nurses on duty occasionally come and go.
Every time at this time, Yu Luo felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed.
Disappointed? Yuluo smiled bitterly, his hands could barely move, slowly lifted up and covered his empty belly. However, in just half a month, it seemed as long as it lasted for a lifetime. She would rather
Forgot that there has never been a small life there. That person gave her this little life, but cruelly took it away. She would rather not see him again in this life.
But who will tell her why she felt uncomfortable when she heard Mus say he had left here and returned home long ago, and she felt like she was abandoned again?
On this day, the weather was particularly clear, and the bright sunshine shone in through the window early. Yuluo felt that her body seemed to be a machine that had been disrepaired for a long time and was about to rust.
"Miss Yu, congratulations, your wounds have healed well and you can get out of bed and move on as appropriate."
After the nurse examined Yuluo's health, she said to her with a smile that the nurse could speak Chinese. Although some syllables sounded weird, they often improved her depression.
"Thank you."
Yuluo nodded politely to the nurse and barely smiled.
Shortly after the nurse left, the door was pushed open again. A strong man was holding a bag in his hand. At the sealed mouth of the bag, he could vaguely see the white mist simmering.
"Miss, have some porridge."
Mus said respectfully, put the bag in his hand on the cabinet at the bedside, opened the bag, and brought out a bowl of light white porridge from it, sparsely sprinkled with some appetizing dried pickles.
"Um."
Yuluo said softly, and the doctor had explained that eating some light things is more conducive to wound healing. Therefore, after three meals a day, he almost dealt with these light and tasteless white porridge, even the few floating on it.
The poor dried pickles are just a special treatment that only takes a few days apart.
Muss picked up the bowl of white porridge, scooped a spoonful of white jade spoons, and slowly handed it to Yuluo's mouth. The temperature of the porridge was adjusted in advance, and it couldn't bear to be cold. It was sealed with a bag and kept the temperature warm.
A hot state.
Yuluo shook his head at him, and Musi's brow frowned slightly.
"Miss, your wound has just healed, so don't be too tired."
"I can, the doctor said, I should do some disappointed exercises, and eating is one of them."
Muss knew his lady's temper and no longer forced herself. She pulled a few pieces of paper, held it outside the bowl, and handed it carefully to Yuluo.
The small bowl of porridge is only half a bowl, which is a negligible weight for ordinary people, but it is a very difficult task for Yuluo.
She took the bowl, held it in her palm, slowly picked up the spoon, scooped it into her mouth, but the simple movement made her face turn red, and a thin layer of it overflowed on her forehead
sweat.
On several occasions, Muss couldn't help but want to take the bowl, but she smiled at him and shook her head, with a feeling of distressing stubbornness in her eyes.
After drinking half a bowl of porridge, Yuluo seemed to have fought a war, and her clothes were almost wet and very stuffy. In the past half a month, she had been relying on nutrient solution for many days to maintain her life. Her appetite was already small
, after drinking half a bowl at this time, I could no longer eat it.
Muss hurriedly took the remaining porridge from her and put it in a bag to pack it.
"Muss, I want to go out for a walk."
"Miss." Muss was obviously embarrassed, "Your body is just-"
"Muss." Yu Luo interrupted what he was going to say next, and his eyes moved outside the window. Outside was the lawn of the hospital, with red flowers and green grass and rattan swings. There were many patients basking in the sun, "Today, I'm not alone.
The weather is very good, the doctor said, you need to exercise more."
Yuluo brought out the doctor's words again, and Muss had no choice. After all, what she said, proper exercise will indeed help the body recover better.
"Yeah." Muss nodded, "I'll go find a wheelchair now."
Muss was very quick and after a moment he asked the hospital for borrowing a wheelchair.
"Miss, be careful."
He lowered his head, held Yu Luo's arm, and let her slowly sit in the wheelchair, carefully and tried his best not to touch her wounds.
Yuluo was sitting in a wheelchair, and Mus pushed her apart from the hospital building, and her vision became wider in an instant, and various sounds began to flow into her ears.
Yuluo raised his neck and took a deep breath of fresh air. In the half morning, the air still carried the dew that had not been taken away in the early morning and the bright sunshine turned into fresh and sweetness.
She seemed to have almost forgotten the smell of sunshine.
"Muss, push me to the center of the lawn."
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Huhu, I just came back, I will update two thousand words first. Chuanchuan is working hard to write. In the next chapter, I believe that the people you are looking forward to will appear~~~