Chapter 563

"Yes, but..."

Shen Dapeng had to explain something. He inadvertently saw Zheng Dan and Li Shuang. They were struggling with Wang Xueying from left to right, walking down the stairs.

"Shen Dapeng, come on, we can't lift her. It's too heavy!"

Li Shuang frowned and greeted Shen Dapeng.

The aunt in the bedroom saw that Wang Xueying's smiling face was red, her lips were white, and her cheeks were still overflowing with sweat. This poor look was definitely not pretending to be ill, so she pushed Shen Dapeng hard.

"Silly boy, what are you doing? Don't hurry to help. It's your chance to show. I tell you, when a girl needs to be taken care of most, you must be by her side. In this way, you can catch up with her. Go quickly."

"Er!"

Shen Dapeng couldn't laugh or cry. Why did the aunt change her face so quickly?

Just now the righteous boy stopped. In less than a minute, he became a matchmaker to bring boys and girls together.

Shen Dapeng strode to Wang Xueying and saw that Wang Xueying was a little confused. He was unable to close his eyes and reached out to touch his forehead and cheeks. They were hot.

"Hurry to the hospital. I took her temperature just now. It's 39 degrees 7!"

Zheng Dan's height is limited. She almost carries Wang Xueying on her back. Compared with Li Shuang dragging beside her, her posture of always bowing is more uncomfortable.

"I had a fever since yesterday afternoon. I asked her to call you to the hospital. As a result, she said you had something to do and didn't want to disturb you, so she took some medicine and went to bed. We slept early at night and didn't find anything wrong with her. She didn't wake up until this morning. She didn't know she had a high fever until she took her temperature."

Li Shuang is more talkative than Zheng Dan. His small mouth keeps talking, but Shen Dapeng doesn't want to listen to these boring processes. He directly holds Wang Xueying's "Princess" in his arms with both hands and strides out of the bedroom building.

I wanted to go to the school infirmary, but I thought Wang Xueying had a fever all night and was afraid of delaying her condition, so I took a taxi to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, hung up the emergency department and paid the money.

Due to the large temperature difference between morning and evening and noon in late autumn, many people with colds and fever in the hospital do not even have a ward, but are arranged on a simple bed in the corridor of the emergency room.

The doctor took his temperature and stared at Shen Dapeng angrily. "You little young people know stinky beauty every day. It's so cold. You don't know how to wear more clothes. Don't you know how to take good care of yourself?"

"It's already 40 degrees high. If it's sent later, it's easy to burn pneumonia, you know? Look at how many people in this hospital have colds and fever. They all treat them as minor diseases. They don't care. They think they can get better by taking some medicine at home. Finally, they don't come to the hospital for injection and infusion and medicine to reduce fever? "

Shen Dapeng can't refute the unhappy complaints of middle-aged doctors. After all, people's doctors are for their good, which is better than doctors who don't say a word and come up for blood test, urine test and ECG.

"I really don't know what you young people think in their heads. Keep warm when it's cold and watch the news. It's a pity that the young people in Guangshen don't pay attention to the minor diseases of cold and fever. As a result, the high fever doesn't subside and become pneumonia. What a pity that their good youth is gone."

The doctor continued to nag, but Shen Dapeng's body suddenly trembled like an electric shock. He stared at Wang Xueying with a dignified expression, and his eyes were full of worry.

"Doctor, do you mean SARS caused by high fever in Guangshen?"

Shen Dapeng suddenly remembered that the "SARS" that had left the world's people with fear before the world seemed to have spread from Canton to the whole country at the end of 2002.

"Pneumonia is pneumonia. Where did you get atypical pneumonia? But your friend is fine. He sent it in time. Give him a fever reducing injection and take some medicine. Go and pay for the medicine."

The doctor opened the medical list and handed it to Shen Dapeng. His expression was not as dignified as Shen Dapeng. It seemed that he had long been used to ordinary diseases.

Shen Dapeng was driven to distraction with the medical bills, and he was in the back of the long queue. He thought hard about the SARS's spread in China, but the more anxious he was, the more he could not remember.

No, Wang Xueying is a good girl. Although she love practical joke occasionally, she is pure hearted, and she will not be exposed to SARS virus in school all day.

"Husband, you said how I suddenly got this disease. I worked to save some money and wanted to go home for the new year. As a result, I had this disease and had to have an operation for tens of thousands of yuan. I didn't earn enough money, but I had to sell my hometown's house!"

Behind Shen Dapeng was a young middle-aged couple, who seemed to be only about 30 years old. They both had dark skin color and cracks and calluses on their hands. It can be seen that they should be doing heavy physical work outside.

Looking at the poor woman crying, Shen Dapeng kindly took out the paper towel from his pocket and handed it out.

"Thank you!"

While thanking, the woman wiped her tears, but the concern from strangers seemed to break her psychological defense line in an instant. She turned her head and hugged her husband and cried loudly for fear of affecting others. She could only bury the grievance and painful cry in her throat and turn into bursts of sharp sobs.

Shen Dapeng sighed at the bottom of his heart. Things are changeable. Fate is often more willing to play tricks on poor people. When he turned around, his eyes suddenly brightened.

Just after the woman mentioned the new year's coming home, Shen Dapeng suddenly remembered that when she was born in 2002, it seemed that at the end of the year, there were reports about SARS in the news, but at that time, the cases were concentrated in the broad and deep boundaries, but only when the spring Festival came, did they spread north to the capital city.

He remembered very clearly that it was the Spring Festival transportation at that time. Bus stations, railway stations and airports were strictly subject to temperature detection. All patients whose temperature was higher than the average and suspected of SARS would be isolated, which also greatly reduced the circulation speed of the Spring Festival transportation, so many people who worked outside could not go home in the new year.

Recalling the time when SARS spread to the capital, I think that the SARS has not yet reached the critical stage of spreading the country, just as the doctor mentioned that the young people had died of pneumonia in Guangzhou and Shenzhen. That is to say, Wang Xueying is just have a fever, not the SARS he feared before.

At this time, the hanging heart settled down, paid the money, took the medicine, and when they returned to Wang Xueying's hospital bed, Li Shuang and Zheng Dan were squatting by the bed, as if saying something. When Shen Dapeng came back, they were silent again.

The three quietly stood by and looked at Wang Xueying, who was always weak and sleeping, sighing one by one.

"Why are you sighing? Isn't it all because of you? "

Li Shuang glared at Shen Dapeng and forced out one eye.

"Because of me? I haven't seen her for some time, have I? "

Shen Dapeng smiled innocently and bitterly. He didn't understand what Li Shuang meant.

"If it weren't for Xueying, she..."

As soon as Li Shuang opened his mouth, Zheng Dan covered his mouth and dragged her out.