Zhao Qianqiu has no concept of chemotherapy at all, and this part of the TV series has always been passed by, and he thought it was a very complicated treatment, and the result was no different from an infusion. In someone's words, the pen and the fun and the pavilion www.biquge.info are: fighting poison with poison. After entrusting her younger siblings to her aunt, she began to stay in the hospital with peace of mind.

On the first day of hospitalization, check whether the body allows chemotherapy, if you are eligible, you can receive chemotherapy on the second day, the chemotherapy time is only a few hours, and after the infusion, you should be observed in the hospital for one night, and if there are no serious toxic side effects, you can be discharged. Because it is the first chemotherapy, it is slightly different, and the PICC tube is installed before chemotherapy, and the reason why this tube is inserted into the blood vessel is because the chemotherapy solution will cause serious corrosion to the blood vessels, and after installing this tube, it can play a protective role in the blood vessels. When the PICC tube was installed, the doctor distracted her while chatting with Zhao Qianqiu, and kept inserting the tube into her right intravenous line, which was stuffed about 40cm before stopping.

"Now after installing this tube, the weight of both hands should not exceed ten kilograms, and do not get wet, when taking a bath, you should first wrap a few layers of plastic wrap, wrap a small towel with bread sticks, and then wrap a few more circles with plastic wrap to make the injection port in a closed state before showering. In order to prevent blood clots, it is also necessary to clench your fists appropriately...... In addition, the injection port is directly exposed to the air, and the interface needs to be replaced once a week...... "Before Zhao Qianqiu left, the doctor focused on the precautions after the tube, especially about the weight bearing, of course, in order to prevent infection, she does not recommend patients to cook in the kitchen, if the fumes pollute the tube, it is not a simple disinfection can solve the problem."

When she started chemotherapy, Zhao Qianqiu was relaxed, and she didn't realize how painful the potion in the bottle made her, but when the nurse pushed a few needles of red potion into the PICC tube, she just glanced at it and vomited, and after vomiting, she was cold and pale. Qinghe turned up the temperature in the room by several degrees, and she only eased it a little, but she still continued to break out in a cold sweat after falling asleep.

Qinghe's sleep has always been very shallow, and he woke up immediately after a slight sound, probably because he was not feeling well, Zhao Qianqiu couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. She hadn't eaten a few bites of dinner, and she was probably hungry now.

Qinghe sat up and asked softly, "Can't you sleep?" ”

"Well, it's a little cold...... Zhao Qianqiu turned her face, her lips are pale now, she is not angry at all a few days ago, and she is also weak when she says this.

The room is air-conditioned, the temperature is still a little high, Qinghe is a little hot, she is covered with a thick quilt but it is still cold. Hearing her say cold, Qinghe put his quilt on top of her quilt without thinking about it, and pressed it tightly.

"Are you feeling better now?" Zheng Qinghe helped her tuck the quilt and lowered his head and asked.

"Well...... So what do you do? Zhao Qianqiu nodded at first, then raised his head and asked.

"I couldn't sleep a little, so I sat for a while and soon it was dawn...... The insulated jar helps you warm the porridge, do you want to drink a little now? Qinghe's hair is a little long, longer than when he accompanied Zhao Qianqiu for an examination, his bangs covered his eyes, and he didn't even know what kind of expression he was using to talk to Zhao Qianqiu now, of course, it was a bit long, and it wasn't as exaggerated as killing Matt.

"I can't eat it, let's eat it tomorrow......" Zhao Qianqiu's whole body was so tired, if it weren't for the discomfort, she should have fallen asleep a long time ago, Qinghe pressed a quilt for her, her body instantly warmed up, and she fell asleep without saying a few words.

Through the faint light that came in the corridor, Zheng Qinghe looked at Zhao Qianqiu's sleeping face and sighed at the unfairness of this world, some people are already very unlucky, but God has a way to make her even more unlucky.

"You must have done something hurtful in your last life, you have to suffer this kind of crime in this life...... Qinghe put on his coat, leaned back on the recliner, looked at Zhao Qianqiu's frowning face, and said secretly.

Zheng Qinghe didn't know why he accompanied her to the hospital for chemotherapy, maybe he had this intention from the day she called him. But it's strange to say that he has been busy these days, and he doesn't want to die at all, and even wants to live with her, or rather, he wants to watch her live.

"Just do a good deed before you die, accumulate some yin virtue......" He reached over to touch her tightly knit brow, but the moment before touching it, he seemed to realize something and withdrew his hand. Probably frightened by his sudden move, he was stunned for a long time before he recovered, and then pursed his lips and began to laugh.

"I want to protect her...... there is a very strong emotion surging in his heart, which has never been before, he is emotional, and the calm lake even begins to ripple, not sympathy, but love, he thought. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his mother said, 'Grab a man's heart, grab his stomach first.'" It makes so much sense.

Because he didn't know how much money Zhao Qianqiu needed for follow-up treatment, he felt that he couldn't be so decadent anymore, and if he could, he wanted to return to work in the next few days. In view of the fact that he was stimulated a lot, the leader agreed to repair him for a period of time, but he didn't expect him to be so glassy, and he took a break for half a year, and it is estimated that the post has already been replaced by a newcomer.

As soon as dawn came, he called the leader of the engineering team where he was before.

"Oh, Xiao Zheng, now you finally want to come back to work?" Hearing Qinghe's call, he was surprised at first, and then became a little polite.

"Well, come back now, is there anything else I can do?" Zheng Qinghe knows most about this matter, but he also participated in the design of the bridge, and now he is back in his original position, which does not seem to be so excessive.

"Of course, I said it before, you are always welcome to come back......"

"It's the end of this month, so I'll officially come back to work next month......" Qinghe exchanged a few more words with him, but every time he said one more word, it made him nauseous.

The engineering team is almost all year round, but Qinghe still managed to get six days off every month, he ran the construction site during the day, went to Zhao Qianqiu's house for dinner at night, and helped with some housework by the way. Because Qinghe can't cook, so my aunt will take the time to come over during the day, make the meal ready, and eat it if it's a little hot at night, but because the green leafy vegetables are delicious when they are fried freshly, they are basically guided by Zhao Qianqiu, and Qinghe personally practiced, and the first few days were unpalatable to death, and then I don't know if everyone's taste has become dull or the taste has improved, and no one has said that it is unpalatable.

After the imps had gone to sleep, he would go home and show up the next day on time for dinner. During that time, Chen Yue found that his son began to become different, at first he thought he was in love, but following him found that it was slightly different from what he imagined. It's rare that his son is keen on one thing, and he can't bear to pour cold water, so he simply turns a blind eye and lets things develop.

Although Zhao Qianqiu does not also have a takeaway business, she continues to run her family's grocery store, and her neighbor's grandmother occasionally comes over to help take care of it, which reduces her burden a lot. She didn't feel anything before, but in the past few days, she finally felt the changes in her body, her menstrual period began to be a little irregular, and she even had menstrual cramps.

Qinghe was so busy that he didn't notice this. When he received a call from his grandmother, he was directing on the construction site, it was too noisy, and he didn't hear it too clearly, but he probably understood, "Qianqiu suddenly fainted and asked him to go back." ”

When he went back, Qianqiu was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, and when she asked her grandmother, she said unhurriedly: "It's just menstrual cramps, and it will be fine in two days, I just gave her a bowl of ginger brown sugar water, and she fell asleep with a little more comfortable stomach." ”

"Menstrual cramps?" When he heard this term, Qinghe hadn't rounded the bend yet, but when he came around, he blushed again.

"It's cold now, you go to the store and get a hot water bottle to fill it up for her, and put it there on your stomach, I guess it will be much better." is worthy of being a grandmother, she has eaten more salt than other people have eaten, and she has a set of things. Qing and he have never been in contact with people with menstrual cramps, grandma she said so, he had to do so, went to the shelf and picked a hot water bottle with a cute appearance, took it to the house and charged it, and after charging, he also stuffed it into someone's quilt on his own initiative.

After Zhao Qianqiu woke up, it was already past seven o'clock, and it was already past dinner time, Qinghe set up a table in her room, as if she was sorting out some information, and when she saw that she was awake, she turned her head.

"Ahem...... Why are you in my room? Zhao Qianqiu glanced at him, but he didn't mean to sit up, there was a hot water bottle in the bed, but it had become warm, and it was probably put by Grandma.

"Grandma said you fainted...... Qinghe didn't continue, looked at Zhao Qianqiu for a while, and changed the subject, "Seeing that you slept so soundly, we ate first, Grandma taught me how to make ginger noodle soup, I'll go and give it to you now, you can sleep for a while......"

"Well, I mean, how can you just stay in a girl's room...... But forget it, everyone knows each other so well now...... I don't mind that much......" Qinghe walked so fast that she didn't even give her a chance to speak, but because of her upset stomach, she didn't want to care so much.

Qinghe cooked the noodles very quickly, and a bowl of noodles was served in ten minutes, and there was even a half-charred poached egg lying on it, and it was estimated that the ingredients had been prepared before. The noodles were cooked a little mushy, maybe they took a little long to cook, and the taste was super spicy, probably because he poured too much ginger juice, but in view of the fact that he made noodles for the first time, Zhao Qianqiu still ate the noodles quietly.

"Is the hot water bottle cold? You take it out and I'll charge it for you! Seeing that Zhao Qianqiu ate all the noodles, a sense of accomplishment arose, and his mood instantly became good.

"Eh, thank you......" Zheng Qinghe is so good to herself, Zhao Qianqiu is suddenly a little at a loss, people are very fragile when they are sick, others treat you a little better, you will fall in love with others, this is probably her psychology at this time. It's just that she knows that her illness is a burden to anyone, she doesn't know how long she can live, even if she recovers in the future, there will be a chance of recurrence, she can't afford to gamble, and she doesn't want to delay the good youth of the person in front of her.

Zhao Qianqiu began to lose her hair when she went to chemotherapy for the second time, and on the morning of December 10, when she woke up, she found that she had lost a lot of hair on her pillow, which was a bit too much, which made her feel a little frightened.