I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

"Sister Liu, what's wrong with this person? It's so thin, isn't it critical?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just drink too much, alcoholism, wash his stomach, there is no mortal danger."

"Right? I haven't seen anyone who drinks too much. How can there be someone like him?"

"You can see that his eye sockets are so deep that they can stagnate. And the panda eyes are almost covering the entire face and plate. With such energies, I look nothing like those patients who are critically ill. Well."

"Shh! Be quiet!"

"I also heard that this person has moderate depression and severe insomnia. I have not slept for 5 days and 5 nights at this time, so I drank 3 bottles of white wine in one breath and directly poured myself down. Now. "

"Don't hesitate when you take care of him. 10000000 don't stimulate him. Such patients are emotionally unstable, and a slight discomfort will cause a thunderbolt."

"Yeah, it's so pitiful! What about his family, why didn't they come?"

"Who knows, I heard that even the landlord paid out the medical expenses first, and never saw his family from beginning to end."

"Then his landlord is really good. We are here in a high-level VIP ward. We have to pay an additional 2 yuan for a day's care. For a tenant, he is willing."

"Who says no, he can be considered a good person, otherwise whoever cares about him will just throw it out as a drunk."

"Yes, yes, not only nice, but also rich, but I don't know if he is a handsome guy."

"You can save it. I've seen the landlord. It's a woman. It's a beautiful one. You have no chance."

"No, it's a pity, why isn't he a handsome guy ..."

Strange, Yang Fan's consciousness gradually woke up, and two women whispered in their ears.

What is this?

Hell?

He tried to open his eyelids through a thin slit, and dimly saw that two women in white clothes were living beside him. The faint voices he heard just now appeared in their mouths.

"Well, Sister Liu, his finger just moved a bit, it seems to be waking up!"

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

"Xiao Zhang, go and pour him a cup of warm water. After awake, he should be thirsty and need to add a lot of water."

"Um that!"

At this moment, Yang Fan clearly felt that the woman named Sister Liu stooped down in front of her bed and whispered: "Mr. Yang! Mr. Yang Fan! Wake up! Wake up!"

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

"Perception has been restored, but consciousness does not seem to be sober yet." Sister Liu continued to whisper in Yang Fan's ears: "Mr. Yang, can you eyes opened? I am Liu Juan, the responsible nurse in Room 3, may I ask you Do you need anything now, should you drink some water? "

It turned out to be a nurse.

So, am I in the hospital?

Yang Fan's heart was relieved, he opened his eyes hard, and soon saw the appearance of Nurse Liu Juan standing on his bed, a woman in her 30s with a professional smile on her face. .

The other standing next to Liu Juan, younger and slightly lighter, only about 20 years old, lively and youthful, holding a glass of water in his hand, was looking at him curiously.

"Isn't I dead already, how could I be in the hospital? Who sent me?"

Yang Fan opened her already chapped lips, and murmured to the 2 nurses in front of her.

He remembered very clearly that his body had been completely destroyed outside Xichu City, and his soul was also greatly affected by the self-destructive explosion in Xichu City.

His mind is still echoing countless clansman's shouts before he died. Why did he not only have a fleshhy body when he woke up again, but he was also in a very quiet and comfortable hospital ward?

Who saved him?

"Mr. Yang, you must be having a nightmare. You just drank more alcohol yesterday and was brought to the hospital by your landlord. After the stomach lavage treatment last night, your body is not in trouble, so you do n’t have to worry too much. . "

A gentle smile appeared on Liu Juan's face, and she was comforted softly. Then she introduced it to Yang Fan again: "Self-introduction, I'm your nurse in charge, my name is Liu Juan. The nurse next to me is a ten-three-room trainee. She's called Zhang Shuang. "

"If you are uncomfortable or do not understand the question you want to consult, you can tell us directly and we will try our best to help you. If we can't solve it, we will help you to contact your responsible physician, Director Chen."

Yang Fan's thoughts surged.

Drink too much and was taken to the hospital for gastric lavage by the landlord?

Well-familiar plot, isn't this the state of his life before crossing?

Am I back again?

or is, those previous experiences are indeed a nightmare he had after being drunk? Now that the dream is awake and everything is back to normal, is he still the depression patient who has severe insomnia?

For a moment, Yang Fan was a bit unclear about what was true, what was false, what was dream, and what was reality.

"Human beings will eventually rise, and my generation vowed not to be slaves!"

In my mind, this vow once remembered by countless Human Races again, the blood in Yang Fan's chest could not help but swell again. If that was a dream, then this dream would be too real.

"Mr. Yang, you look a bit wrong. Is it uncomfortable?"

Liu Juan saw Yang Fan's face turned red for a while and pale, and her mood became a bit erratic for a moment. She quickly asked, "Would you like to drink saliva first? You just woke up, you must feel thirsty, right?"

Zhang Tshuang took the opportunity to pass the cup in his hand, Yang Fan shook his head slightly, "I don't want to drink anything, I just want to be quiet now."

"Okay, then we won't bother you, you'll rest first."

Liu Juan reached out and took the water cup, placed it gently on the medical cabinet at the bedside, and waved her shirt without a trace, motioning her to quit first. At this time, Yang Fan's mood was obviously a little unstable. They Still don't irritate him too much.

After all, this is a person with moderate depression, and it is best to rely on him first.

"Mr. Yang, Xiao Zhang and I are in the living room outside. If you have any needs, you can call us directly or click the pager on the bedside. We will come to help you immediately."

After speaking, Liu Juan also exited the ward gently, and closed the door gently.

"Sister Liu, why did you come out? Is it OK to leave him alone in the ward? I don't think he's in the right condition. Will it be his depression?"

As soon as Liu Juan came out, Zhang Yishan gathered up, chirp chirp twitter twitter kept talking.

Liu Juan shook her head slightly, lightly said: "Rest assured, I have been a nurse for more than ten years. I still have some eyesight and experience."

"Although the mood of that Mr. Yang is not good, but there is no death in his eyes, I even feel that his will to survive is much stronger than that of a normal person. Such a person will never kill him."

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Tshuang-yi said in a sudden, "Speaking of which, I feel the same way. Just the moment he opened his eyes, I saw the infinite desire for this World in his eyes. It's strange to feel nostalgic, as if he had died once. "

"Hehe, okay, don't talk nonsense here." Liu Juan raised her hand and patted her on the shirt's head, and said, "Dr. Chen gave him a hangover injection yesterday, saying I waited until he was awake and then injected. You go to the pharmacy to get the injection, and I'll give him an injection later. "

"Um that!"

Zhang shirt was nodded, raised his foot and went out the door.

Ten minutes later, Liu Juan knocked the door of Yang Fan's room with a syringe filled with the injection. After receiving Yang Fan's answer, she slowly pushed the door in.

"Mr. Yang, this is a hangover needle given by Dr. Chen. It will make you recover faster after the injection. You can bear it, and it will be fine soon."

While speaking, Liu Juan skillfully picked up the alcohol cotton and wiped it on Yang Fan's lifted upper arm, and then picked up and dropped the needle with her hand, and accurately inserted the needle into Yang Fan's ass.

"Hey!"

Yang Fan took a breath and it hurt.

"You see nurses getting injections, basic medical skills have improved, and medical skills are +1."

"Your body has been injected with unknown medicine, and the toxin resistance has been improved. The poison resistance is +1."

The familiar prompt sounded again in the ear, and Yang Fan's eyes widened and he sat up suddenly from the bed.