Chapter 10 Not Just a Dream!

"Sister Liu, what's wrong with this person? He's so thin, isn't he critically ill?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just drink too much, alcohol poisoning, give him a stomach wash, there is no life-threatening."

"Isn't it right? It's not like I haven't seen someone who drinks too much. How can there be someone like him?"

"Look at his eye sockets, they are so deep that he can scoop up water. And those panda eyes are almost covering the whole face plate, so haggard, I look no different from those critically ill patients. ."

"Shh! Be quiet!"

"I also heard that this person has moderate depression and severe insomnia. This time, he hadn't slept for five days and five nights, so he drank three bottles of white wine in one go, and immediately put himself down. ."

"You have to be careful when caring for him. Don't irritate him. Such patients are very unstable, and they will get angry if they go wrong."

"Yeah, it's so serious, it's so pitiful! As for his family, why didn't any of them come?"

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

"Then his landlord is really good. We are a high-end VIP ward here. We need to charge an additional 2,000 yuan for nursing care for a day. For a tenant, he is willing to do so."

"Who said no, he has met a good person, otherwise who would care about him and throw him out as a drunk."

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

"You can save it. I have seen the landlord. She is a woman. She is very beautiful. You have no chance."

"No, it's a pity, why is he not a handsome guy..."

In a daze, Yang Fan's consciousness gradually awakened, and the whispers of two women came from his ears.

where is this?

hell?

He tried his best to open his eyelids to a slit, and vaguely saw two women in white clothes busy beside him. The faint voices he heard just now appeared in their mouths.

"Hey, Sister Liu, his finger moved just now, as if he was 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 glass of warm water. After he wakes up, he should be thirsty, so he needs to add a lot of water."

"Well that!"

At this time, Yang Fan clearly felt that the woman named Liu Jie was bent over in front of his bed and called softly, "Mr. Yang! Mr. Yang Fan! Wake up! Wake up!"

"The water is coming, the water is coming, Sister Liu, is he awake?"

"Consciousness has recovered, but it 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 nurse in charge of the thirteenth room, may I ask you Do you need anything now, would you like some water?"

It was a nurse.

So, I'm in the hospital now?

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

The other stood beside Liu Juan, a little younger, only about twenty years old, youthful and lively, holding a glass of water in his hand, looking at him curiously.

"I'm not dead, why am I in the hospital? Who sent me here?"

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

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

His mind is still echoing the shouts of countless clansmen before they died. Why did he wake up again?

Not only did he have a body again, but he was also in a very quiet and comfortable hospital ward?

who rescued him?

"Mr. Yang, you must have had a nightmare. You just drank too much alcohol yesterday and were sent to the hospital by your landlord. After the gastric lavage treatment last night, your body is fine, you don't need to worry too much. ."

A gentle smile appeared on Liu Juan's face, and she comforted her softly, and then introduced to Yang Fan again: "Introduce myself, I am your responsible nurse, my name is Liu Juan. This is the trainee nurse in the thirteenth room. Her name is Zhang Shanshan."

"If you feel uncomfortable, or have any questions you don't understand, 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.

After drinking too much, was the landlord sent to the hospital for gastric lavage?

A very familiar plot, isn't this the state of his life before he crossed over?

Am I back again?

Or, are the previous experiences really a nightmare he had after being drunk? Now that he wakes up, everything is back to normal. Is he still the depressed patient with severe insomnia?

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

"Humanity will eventually rise, and I vow not to be a slave!"

The oath that had been remembered by countless human races echoed in his mind again, and the blood in Yang Fan's chest couldn't help but boil again. If it was really a dream, then this dream might not be too real.

"Mr. Yang, there is something wrong with your expression, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Juan saw that Yang Fan's face was blood red and pale for a while, and her emotions became fluctuating for a moment, and she quickly asked, "Do you want to drink water first? You must be thirsty when you wake up?"

Zhang Shanshan took the opportunity to hand over the water glass 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 disturb you, you rest first."

Liu Juan reached out and took the water cup, put it gently on the medical cabinet at the head of the bed, and then waved her hand to Zhang T-shirt without a trace, indicating that she should exit first. At this time, Yang Fan's mood was obviously a little unstable, and they were still Don't irritate him too much.

After all, this is a moderately depressed patient, and it is best to rely on him first.

"Mr. Yang, Xiao Zhang and I are in the living room outside. If you need anything, you can call us directly, or you can press the pager on the bedside, and we will come to help you as soon as possible."

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

"Sister Liu, why did you come out? Is it okay to leave him in the ward alone? I think his state is a bit wrong. Could it be his depression?"

As soon as Liu Juan came out, Zhang Shanshan came over and kept chattering.

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

"Although that Mr. Yang is in a bad mood, there is no will to die in his eyes. I even feel that his will to survive is much stronger than that of normal people. Such a person will never commit suicide."

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Shanshan suddenly added: "Speaking of which, I also feel the same way, the moment I saw him open his eyes just now, I saw the infinite desire for this world in his eyes. Nostalgia, that feeling, like, as if he had died once, so strange."

"Hehe, okay, stop talking nonsense here." Liu Juan raised her hand and patted Zhang Shanshan's head lightly, saying, "Doctor Chen gave him an injection for hangover yesterday, saying It is to wait for him to wake up before injecting, you go to the pharmacy to get the injection, and I will give him the injection later."

"Well that!"

Zhang Shanshan nodded readily, raised his feet and walked out of the door.

Ten minutes later, Liu Juan knocked on Yang Fan's door with a syringe filled with an injection. After receiving Yang Fan's answer, she slowly pushed the door and entered.

"Mr. Yang, this is the hangover injection that Dr. Chen prescribed for you. After the injection, you will recover faster. Just bear with it and you will be fine soon."

While speaking, Liu Juan skillfully picked up the alcohol cotton pad and wiped it on Yang Fan's open upper arm, then raised the needle and dropped it, accurately inserting the needle into Yang Fan's buttocks.

"His!"

Yang Fan took a light breath, it hurt.

"You see the nurse giving injections, the basic medical skills have improved, and the medical skills are +1."

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

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