Zhao Qinglan passed the surgery, and her brother Zhao Qingyuan passed the emergency room. After a series of examinations, the two of them put on hospital gowns and were sent to the ward.
Zhao Qingyuan hit her head and was lying on the hospital bed while receiving an infusion. The doctor said it was just a slight concussion and she would wake up after receiving an infusion. As for Zhao Qinglan, she suffered trauma and was scratched by a rock.
There was a lot of blood from the long mouth, and it was cleaned and stitched with a few stitches. The doctor said that it might leave some scars in the future.
Zhao Qinglan looked calm when he heard that scars might be left. It is normal for a woman to have scars on her body, nothing to make a fuss about. However, when her parents heard that she would leave scars after she recovered from the injury, they were so sad that they wiped away tears. At this moment, Zhao Qinglan is also infusion, which is used to prevent wound infection and reduce inflammation.
"Who is the patient's family member? Go to the pharmacy and get some medicine."
"Okay, doctor, I'll go right away."
"Uncle, I'm going to get medicine."
"Do you know where it is?"
"Uncle, I know, the pharmacy is on the first floor." Xiao Yu said, taking the order, and ran out of the ward to get medicine on the first floor.
In the room, Zhao Qinglan was lying on her side, with her mother Lin Qiaoqiao sitting next to her.
At this moment, her eyes were still red, and she looked at her with a look that made her want to speak but felt distressed.
"Baby, damn, you've suffered."
At this time, Zhao Qinglan has used up the anesthesia and the wound is a little painful.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Ma.
Zhao Qinglan opened her lips and said: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
Seeing that her daughter was silent, Mother Zhao felt even more sad. She reached out and touched her daughter's head. "Silly boy, how can it not hurt? You have been strong since you were a child, but even if it hurts, you won't moan.
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"I made you worry."
He reached out and patted Zhao's mother's hand to express comfort.
She is very lucky to be their daughter in this life.
Glancing at Zhao Qingyuan lying on the bed next door, Zhao Qinglan frowned slightly.
"Brother, why haven't you woke up yet?"
When she heard the question about her son, Mother Zhao turned her head and glanced at her son who was not awake yet, and couldn't help but sigh again. It was the New Year's Eve, and both children were lying in the hospital. Not to mention how uncomfortable it was for her as a mother.
Well, fortunately, there was no danger.
"It should be soon. The doctor said he will wake up after infusing this bottle."
Zhao Qinglan nodded slightly, "Yeah."
Although she was a little injured, her brother is fine, which is the best.
Zhao’s mother: “Mom hasn’t asked you yet, how did you save your brother?”
When her mother asked this, Zhao Qinglan subconsciously wanted to change the topic.
"That's it."
Zhao Qinglan didn't want to say much at first, for fear that her parents would worry them. But her mother kept staring at her, so she had to briefly tell what happened.
After hearing Zhao Qinglan say that she went down from the cliff at Liangshangkou, she just made a guess and knew how dangerous it was at that time.
"You kid, you are so courageous. Don't do such a dangerous thing next time."
Zhao Qinglan: "Well, Mom, I understand."
"Okay, stop talking, lie down and have a good rest. I'll see your brother." As she was talking, Zhao's mother got up and walked to the bed next door. She felt relieved when she saw her son's face was rosy.
"Every day you are not up to date. This time, your sister was injured while trying to save you."
Maybe I heard her voice.
Zhao Qingyuan was drowsy and opened his eyes.
"Hiss..."
"Where is this? I feel like my head hurts."
The woman he saw standing beside the bed was not his dear mother.
"Mom..."
"When you wake up, I'll call the doctor."
Seeing that his son was awake, Zhao's father was so happy that he went to call the doctor, forgetting that he could still ring the bell.
When she heard her son talking and calling her, Zhao’s mother looked happy.
"Fortunately, people are not stupid."
Zhao Qingyuan: "..."
"Mom, how can such a smart person like me become stupid?"
"How is that impossible? The doctor said you hit your head and had a slight concussion. You have been comatose for a long time."
When he heard about the hospital, Zhao Qingyuan took a look at where he was. He was indeed in the hospital. This was a ward of the hospital. At this moment, he still had a needle inserted in his hand and a hanging bottle hanging from it.
Turn over and start from bed.
"Hiss..."
"Dizziness."
Seeing her son getting up, Zhao's mother stretched out her hand to stop her and said, "Why are you getting up? Why don't you lie down soon."
Zhao Qingyuan waved his hand, "It's okay, Mom, I just have a little headache, it doesn't matter."
Zhao’s mother: “Does it hurt? It’s such a big bump on the back of my head.”
"I just bumped my head, it will be fine in a few days." Zhao Qingyuan said and looked up to see Zhao Qinglan. Seeing his sister sleeping sideways on the bed next door, wearing a hospital gown like him, he was stunned for a moment and subconsciously spoke.
I asked.
"Bao, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Qinglan glanced at him and said calmly: "I was slightly injured."
"Injured..." When Zhao Qingyuan heard the words that she was injured, he immediately thought of the fact that he fell off the cliff, and it must have something to do with him.
"Sister, you rescued me."
"Well, next time I grow some eyes, I don't want to eat."
"Your sister learned that you fell off a cliff and jumped to save you as soon as possible regardless of her own danger. In order to save you, she had several stitches on her back. The doctor said that there may be scars in the future. You said you, go on a snowy day
It’s not a good place to be wild, but I went to Liangshangkou. You go to dangerous places like that.”
After hearing this, Zhao Qingyuan ignored the headache and wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by Zhao's mother.
"It's all me, treasure. I'm so sorry for you. X﹏X. I had to sew several stitches. It hurt so much."
"Sister."
Zhao Qingyuan looked at his well-behaved eldest sister with tears in his eyes. He was obviously the older brother, but his sister had been protecting him since he was a child.
Zhao Qinglan whispered: "Okay, you lie down first, or you want me to get up and carry you."
He absolutely believes this.
In order to be afraid that his sister would injure the wound, Zhao Qingyuan immediately stretched out his hand, with a worried look on his face. "No, brother, lie down right now. Sister, just be obedient and don't move." Lie down obediently and pull the quilt to cover you. You're so good.
However, I couldn't help but ask. "Bao, are you feeling better now? It's all my fault."
As he was talking, the door to the ward was gently pushed open, and it was Xiao Yu who walked in with medicine.
"Auntie, I'm here with the medicine. Brother, you finally woke up, and the doctor just said that you should take it when you wake up." After saying this, he looked at Zhao Qinglan. "And sister, you also need to take it." p>
There was warm water in the thermos bottle in the room. Dad Zhao took the cup and poured water for the two of them.
"Lanlan, daddy helps you up."
"No need."
It’s really not that serious. Even now, it’s no problem for her to walk around carrying hundreds of kilograms of stuff.
Zhao Qinglan stood up on her own and sat quietly on the bed. She reached out and took the medicine Xiao Yu handed over, put it into her mouth twice and drank water.
Although it is a pill, the traditional Chinese medicine ingredients in the medicine have a strong taste.
Xiao Yu reached out and took out a milk candy from her pocket, tore it open, handed it to her mouth and whispered: "Eat one."