Qiao Yuming's back leaned on the soft fragrant pillow that was raised up, lying on the wide bed, if it weren't for the occasional blink, she really seemed to be asleep with her eyes open.

Lin Qingyan sat on one side of the bed, the square stool under her buttocks was still the same as yesterday, and there was more than one stool in the ward, but Lin Qingyan's choice had not changed, maybe it was a habit of getting used to it, or maybe the items that didn't belong to her were contaminated with her own breath, and they would always be different from others.

The facilities in the ward are very complete, except that there is no kitchen room, a set of sofas for guests to visit, tables and cabinets placed against the wall and other common furniture, and a separate bathroom, which are not bad, which is much larger than the small accommodation rented by Lin Qingyan, but obviously, her residence is not comparable with the 401 ward, and it is almost the same as the ordinary ward of Qiao's Hospital.

Lin Qingyan was holding the washed, pink half of the apple from the coffee table in front of the sofa in his left hand, and the fruit knife in his right hand was cutting on the apple.

Most children like to turn into cute animals, such as this piece of apple rabbit.

Qiao Yuming is a person who is younger than Lin Qingyan, although he can also be counted as a child.

"Knock knock—"

The door opened a few gaps inward, and the change came from the person outside the room.

"Miss Qiao, I'm in."

As soon as this friendly greeting ended, the angle between the door and the wall increased, and the people outside the door were completely presented in front of Lin Qingyan's eyes.

Lin Qingyan's right hand holding the fruit knife froze and looked up.

It turned out to be Xiao Zhao, a nurse who had met once last night, and she was holding a treatment tray with five or six kinds of medicine bottles and needles and other utensils in her hand.

Xiao Zhao walked to the left side of the bed, put the treatment plate on the table next to the bed, saw Lin Qingyan present, smiled at Lin Qingyan and nodded, Lin Qingyan smiled back without hesitation.

Xiao Zhao picked up the needle from the treatment tray and stopped after trying to push it back and forth a few times, "Miss Qiao, how are you feeling today?" ”

"I'm sorry for you."

Without waiting for Xiao Zhao to speak, Qiao Yuming took the initiative to raise his right hand.

Xiao Zhao didn't say anything more, his left hand held Qiao Yuming's right wrist, and his right hand skillfully pierced the needle into the skin to carry out the common blood drawing steps.

Lin Qingyan stood up, the fruit knife was placed on the flat edge of the fruit bowl, and the left hand holding the two ends of the apple core with a few mouthfuls of flesh hung down.

As the seconds passed, the bright red liquid in the syringe in Xiao Zhao's hand grew from nothing, increasing little by little.

Xiao Zhao's face was calm, and drawing blood was as simple as drinking water for Xiao Zhao, who was a nurse. What about Qiao Yuming? Qiao Yuming never had a painful look from beginning to end, and she didn't even blink her eyes the moment the needle was inserted, since she entered the hospital, the daily treatment, for her, as long as she was numb to listen to the words of the doctors and nurses.

Lin Qingyan, as one of the three people in the ward, her expressions were diametrically opposed to Qiao Yuming and Xiao Zhao, she stared nervously at the syringe, and the blood was constantly being pumped out, just like Qiao Yuming's life seemed to be fading little by little.

"Alright."

Xiao Zhao pulled out the needle and put it back, quickly pressed the two fingers of his right hand on the pierced skin with a cotton ball, and tore off a small piece of medical tape prepared when his left hand tore it off, and the tape covered and stuck it on the skin, fixing the cotton ball between the skin and the tape.

Xiao Zhao turned to the treatment plate, picked up the needle again with his right hand, and pushed the blood in the syringe into a clean and sterile small bottle. After processing this step, Xiao Zhao took out a total of twenty pills from five or six different kinds of medicine bottles.

"Miss Qiao, it's the same amount of medicine as yesterday, Dr. Li ordered, take it for a few days first to see the effect."

After Xiao Zhao explained to Qiao Yuming, he put twenty grains of different sizes in Qiao Yuming's palm, and reached out to pick up a glass of water on the plate, paying attention to Qiao Yuming's every move.

With the help of Xiao Zhao, Qiao Yuming solved the medicine without dropping.

"Miss Qiao, you have a good rest, I'll leave first."

With a third of the water left, Xiao Zhao put the cup back, picked up the treatment tray and turned around and walked to the door.

Lin Qingyan saw the opportunity to bend down and approach Qiao Yuming, and said without a moment's hesitation: "Yuming, I have something to go out for." ”

Lin Qingyan didn't call her Miss Qiao and Qiao Yuming, but called her Qiao Ming, the first call last night, Qiao Yuming didn't veto, of course she can continue to call Qiao Yuming differently from outsiders.

"Yes."

After Qiao Yuming agreed, Xiao Zhao just walked out and closed the door, Lin Qingyan threw the kernel into the trash can, and chased him out.

"Xiao Zhao, wait a minute."

Xiao Zhao heard the whispered call behind him, stopped, and turned around to see that it was Lin Qingyan standing outside the door, and walked back quickly.

"Is Miss Qiao anything to explain to me?"

Lin Qingyan shook his head, "It's not Yu Ming, it's that I have something I want to ask you, I wonder if you have time?" ”

"I'm only in charge of Miss Qiao, I'm not busy today, what's the matter? You said. ”

"I'm new here, you know, I'm afraid that I won't be able to take care of Yu Ming, do you know Qiao Yu Ming's preferences, can you sue me?"

Xiao Zhao was a little embarrassed, "I'll be honest with you, in fact, I don't have too much communication with Miss Qiao, and what I want to say is only my personal one-sided words."

"It's okay, no communication is better than me, who has just been here for a day."

"Well, since you want to hear it, I'll sue you."

Xiao Zhao moved closer to Lin Qingyan before continuing to whisper, "At the beginning, when I was assigned to Miss Qiao's ward, I was a little scared, in case Miss Qiao was arrogant and domineering, and it was I who suffered. Besides, I had never been to the top of the inpatient department before, and I heard from other seniors that some rich and noble families had some unusual hobbies, so after learning about the allocation, I wanted to refuse, and the money could be earned at any time, but my life was gone, and it was over. Thinking about it now, I really thought too much about it at that time, Miss Qiao was not as terrible as she imagined, but felt that she was quite peaceful, like a beautiful doll. I also heard that after she woke up and learned that her parents had an accident, she didn't cry and was unusually calm. In this way, she is also pitiful, she has been blind since she was a child, and her parents had an accident when they wanted to take her abroad to treat her eyes, who would have thought that something like that would happen"

Xiao Zhao said to the end, with a trace of sympathy on his face.

Lin Qingyan digested Xiao Zhao's words, Qiao Yuming was indeed quite pitiful, but she didn't need the mercy of others.

"Okay, thank you for suing me about this, I don't have anything to ask, so I won't delay you."

"Well, I'll go down first, you can come back to me if you have something."

Lin Qingyan stood still, and when Xiao Zhao's figure disappeared, she turned around and opened the door, and the situation in front of her was a little unexpected.

Qiao Yuming was in a wheelchair, two steps in front of Lin Qingyan.

When Lin Qingyan came out, the door was just lightly opened, so Qiao Yuming didn't hear anything, but there was nothing that she couldn't hear those words.

Lin Qingyan was silent, staring at Qiao Yuming's eyes.

"You can ask me in person, don't I have more say than them?"

Qiao Yuming turned his hand to push the circle, and stopped pushing when his legs hit the edge of the bed.

Lin Qingyan ran over quickly, squatted down and rubbed her under her knees, "Does it hurt, do you need to call a doctor?" ”

Qiao Yuming didn't answer, raised his left hand and touched it randomly, and after touching the target he was looking for, he grabbed the flower in the bottle.

"Flowers, I like flowers, they hurt my hands, but the fragrance is addictive."