Chapter 10

"Sister Liu, what's the matter with this man? He's so thin. Isn't he critically ill?"

"Don't talk nonsense. It's just drinking too much and alcoholism. I washed his stomach. There's no life-threatening."

"Isn't that right? I haven't seen people who drink too much. How can there be anyone like him?"

"Look at his eyes. They are so deep that they can scoop water. And those panda eyes are almost covering the whole face and plate. I look no different from those critically ill patients."

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

"I also heard that this person has moderate depression, severe insomnia, this time has not even slept for five days and five nights, so only three bottles of Baijiu in one breath, and directly poured himself down."

"When you care for him, you should pay attention to it. Don't stimulate him. Such patients are very unstable and will be angry if they go wrong."

"Ah, it's so serious, so poor! How come none of his family came?"

"Who knows, I heard that even the medical expenses were advanced by his landlord first. I didn't see his family from beginning to end."

"His landlord is really good. We are a senior VIP ward here. We have to charge an extra two thousand yuan for nursing every day. He is willing to pay for a tenant."

"Who said no, he met a good man. Otherwise, who would take care of him and throw him out as a drunk."

"Yes, yes, not only good people, but also rich. I just don't know if I'm a handsome man."

"You can save it. I've seen the landlord. It's a woman. It's very beautiful. You don't have a chance."

"No, it's a pity. Why aren't you a handsome guy..."

Vaguely, Yang Fan's consciousness gradually woke up, and the whispers of two women came to his ears.

where's this?

Hell?

He tried to open a slit in his eyelids, and vaguely saw two women in white clothes busy around him. What he heard just now was the faint voice in their mouth.

"Eh, sister Liu, his finger just moved. It seems that he is about to wake up!"

"Really, it's almost time to wake up. It's been a whole night. If you don't wake up, you should call Dr. Chen."

"Xiao Zhang, go and pour him a cup of warm water. After waking up, he should be thirsty and replenish a lot of water."

"Well, that!"

At this time, Yang Fan clearly felt that the woman named sister Liu bent over in front of her bed and whispered, "Mr. Yang! Mr. Yang Fan! Wake up! Wake up!"

"Water is coming, water is coming, sister Liu, is he awake?"

"The consciousness has recovered, but the consciousness doesn't seem to be very clear." Sister Liu continued to whisper in Yang Fan's ear: "Mr. Yang, can you open your eyes? I'm Liu Juan, the responsible nurse in room 13. Do you need anything now and would you like to drink some water?"

It was a nurse.

So I'm in the hospital?

As soon as Yang Fan was at ease, he tried to open his eyes and soon saw the appearance of nurse Liu Juan standing at the head of his bed. She was a better looking woman in her thirties with a professional smile on her face.

The other stood beside Liu Juan, young and slightly light, only about 20 years old, young and lively, holding a glass of water in his hand, looking at him curiously.

"I'm dead. How could I be in the hospital? Who sent me?"

Yang Fan opened his chapped lips and asked the two nurses in front of him in a false voice.

He remembered clearly that his body had been completely destroyed outside the West Chu City, and his soul had been greatly impacted by the self destruction explosion of the West Chu city.

His mind is still echoing with the cries of countless people before he died. Why did he wake up again, not only had his body, but also in a very quiet and comfortable hospital ward?

Who saved him?

"Mr. Yang, you must have had a nightmare. You just drank more wine yesterday and were sent to the hospital by your landlord. After gastric lavage treatment last night, your body has been all right. You don't have to worry too much."

Liu Juan showed a gentle smile on her face and comforted her softly. Then she introduced herself to Yang Fan again: "introduce yourself. I'm your responsible nurse. My name is Liu Juan. This is the intern nurse in room 13 next to me. Her name is Zhang Yishan."

"If you have any discomfort or don't understand the problem you want to consult, you can tell us directly, and we will try our best to help you solve it. If we can't solve it, we will help you contact your responsible physician, director Chen."

Yang Fan's thoughts surged in his heart.

Drank too much and was sent to the hospital by the landlord for gastric lavage?

It's a familiar plot. Isn't this his life before he passed through?

Am I back?

Or are the previous experiences really a nightmare after he was drunk? Now he wakes up and everything returns to normal. Is he still the depressed patient with severe insomnia?

For a moment, Yang Fan couldn't tell what was true, what was false, what was dream and what was reality.

"Mankind will eventually rise, and we swear not to be slaves!"

The oath once remembered by countless Terrans resounded in his mind again. The blood in Yang Fan's chest could not help boiling and surging again. If it was really a dream, it would be too real.

"Mr. Yang, there's something wrong with your complexion. What's wrong?"

Liu Juan saw that Yang Fan's face was red and pale for a while, and her mood became a little volatile for a moment. She quickly asked, "do you want to drink first? You must be thirsty just after you wake up?"

Zhang Yishan took the opportunity to hand over the water cup in his hand. Yang Fan shook his head slightly, "I don't want to drink anything. Now I just want to be quiet."

"OK, then we won't bother you. You have a rest first."

Liu Juan reached out to take the water cup and gently put it on the medical cabinet at the head of the bed. Then she waved her shirt without trace and motioned her to quit first. At this time, Yang Fan's mood was obviously unstable. They still didn't stimulate him too much.

After all, this is a patient with moderate depression. It's best to follow him first.

"Mr. Yang, Xiao Zhang and I are in the reception hall outside. If you need anything, you can call us directly or press the pager at the head of the bed. We will come to help you at the first time."

With that, Liu Juan also gently withdrew from the ward and closed the door gently.

"Sister Liu, why did you come out? Can you leave him alone in the ward? I think his state is wrong. It can't be his depression?"

As soon as Liu Juan came out, she put her shirt together and chattered in her mouth.

Liu Juan shook her head slightly and said in a low voice, "don't worry. I've been a nurse for more than ten years. I still have some eyesight and experience."

"Although Mr. Yang is in a bad mood, he has no intention of death in his eyes. Even I feel that his will to survive is much stronger than that of normal people. Such a person will never commit suicide."

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Yishan suddenly added: "speaking, I also have such a feeling. At the moment he opened his eyes just now, I saw the infinite desire and attachment to the world in his eyes. That feeling is like, as if he had died once, curious and strange."

"Oh, well, don't talk nonsense here." Liu Juan raised her hand and patted her head on Zhang Yishan, saying, "Dr. Chen gave him an antidote injection yesterday. He said he would give it again when he woke up. You'll go to the pharmacy to get the injection, and I'll give it to him later."

"Well, that!"

Zhang Shan nodded readily, raised his feet and went out of the door.

Ten minutes later, Liu Juan knocked on Yang Fan's door with a syringe equipped with the injection. After Yang Fan's consent, she pushed the door slowly to enter.

"Mr. Yang, this is the antidote needle prescribed by Dr. Chen. After the injection, you will recover faster. You can bear it and get well soon."

While talking, Liu Juan skillfully picked up the alcohol cotton and wiped it on Yang Fan's open upper arm. Then she lifted and dropped the needle, and accurately inserted the needle into Yang Fan's ass.

"Hiss!"

Yang Fan took a breath and it hurt.

"When you see the nurses giving injections, their basic medical skills have been improved, and their medical skills have been proficient by + 1."

"Your body has been injected with unknown drugs, and your toxin resistance has been improved. Toxin resistance + 1."

The familiar prompt sounded in his ear again. Yang Fan's eyes were wide open and suddenly sat up from the hospital bed.