Chapter 306: Illness Comes Like a Mountain (2)

He Anan fell ill, and after the doctor's diagnosis, he said that he was overly frightened and over-emotionally caused by gastrointestinal disorders, and that night He Anan suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night after taking anti-inflammatory injections. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The whole family was messed up, and hurriedly called the doctor on duty to inject muscle needles to reduce fever and infusion, and tossed until dawn in the early morning, and He Anan's body temperature slowly dropped.

He Anan woke up in a coma, her mouth was dry, He Jianfang thoughtfully fed her with a small spoon and drank two sips of warm water, and carefully wiped her face with a towel.

He An'an had no strength and was uncomfortable, she turned her head with difficulty to look at Zhang Jing who was lying on the hospital bed next to her, and saw that she was already asleep, and her hanging heart fell to the ground.

When He Jianfang saw her movements, his heart warmed, and he pressed his throat and said, "Xiao Jing is fine, but it's you, suddenly got sick, how do you feel now?" Is it better? ā€

He Anan nodded weakly, his throat dry and he didn't want to speak.

He Jianfang stretched out his hand to help her straighten the hair that fell next to her face, and then took the basin to pour water.

Old Man He rented two nursing beds with He Jianbin and accompanied them all night, and only then went to sleep, but he was really tired and tired, and he didn't even notice He An'an woke up.

Waiting for the dawn, He Jianfang went to the hospital cafeteria to call back some millet porridge and fed Zhang Jing and He Anan some respectively.

He Anan had no appetite and couldn't eat, so he only took two bites of rice soup.

In one night, He Jianbin was on fire, the corners of his mouth were ulcerated, and the bottom of his tongue was rotten.

Seeing that the college entrance examination is coming, two college entrance examination candidates in the family have fallen one after another, Zhang Jing will definitely not be able to take the college entrance examination, and now An An is also sick, and I don't know if I can take the exam.

He Jianbin was worried, but this time he really gritted his teeth at He Fangyao, and he was extremely angry.

After eating in the morning, He Jianbin drove Mr. He home, planning to take Jiang's mother over to help take care of He An'an.

Zhang Heng had to go to the company to ask for leave, and left with He Jianbin along the way.

He Jianfang saw that He Anan and Zhang Jing were asleep, so she hurriedly took the time to carry a thermos to the third floor of the hospital to get hot water.

There was a moment of silence in the ward.

He Anan slept in a daze for a while, feeling a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and the two mouthfuls of rice soup that he had drunk before were so distended that his stomach hurt a little.

"Auntie!" He Anan opened her eyes and called someone, wanting He Jianfang to help her rub her stomach.

There was no one in the room, Zhang Jing was still asleep with her eyes closed, and it was estimated that the anesthetic in the painkiller pump was flowing out again.

He Anan moved twice in the quilt by himself, his body was weak, his back was wet with sweat, and he was sticky and uncomfortable.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door of the ward, and soon someone pushed the door and walked in.

He Anan only swept the corner of his eye, and his eyes were nailed there, and his eyes were full of joy.

Fan Xuezhi carried a large bag of things in his hand and hurried into the ward.

He An'an was lying on the hospital bed, on a hot day, covered with a pure white quilt, his face was pale, his eyes were weak, and the moment he saw him, his originally somewhat dull eyes were slightly stained with a halo of joy.

Fan Xuezhi looked at people in disbelief, he was fine last night, but now he suddenly fell ill.

He Anan tugged at the corners of his mouth and barely squeezed out a smile.

Fan Xuezhi ran to the edge of the bed in two steps, threw the things he bought to the end of the bed, and asked anxiously and distressedly: "How did you do it?" Wasn't it okay last night? ā€

He Anan whispered: "It's nothing, it's just that I had a little fever last night, and now it's much better." ā€

Fan Xuezhi reached out and touched her forehead uneasily, seeing that the temperature was indeed not particularly high, the hanging heart was considered to have fallen to the ground, he carefully examined He An'an's expression: "Are you uncomfortable?" Does it hurt? ā€

He Anan nodded: "My stomach hurts." ā€

Fan Xuezhi didn't think about it, he directly put his hand into the quilt and gently pressed it on He An'an's stomach: "Is this here?" Why don't I rub it for you? ā€

He Anan turned his head to look at Zhang Jing, who was still asleep, and nodded.

Fan Xuezhi stretched out his hand to lift He Anan's clothes, gently put his palm on it, and slowly rubbed the warm palm, He An'an's somewhat spasmodic stomach slowly improved bit by bit.

Fan Xuezhi rubbed it, looked at He Anan worriedly, and asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?" Is it better? ā€

He Anan nodded and asked, "Why are you here?" ā€

Fan Xuezhi replied with his mouth: I miss you, I was worried about it all night last night, but I didn't sleep well.

He An'an was happy in her heart, she pursed her lips, with layers of smiles in her eyes, and glanced at him: I'm fine.

Fan Xuezhi suppressed his voice: "It's okay?" They all fell ill in bed. What the hell is going on? Suddenly have a fever? ā€

He Anan told him the doctor's diagnosis: "It's really fine, the doctor said that I was a gastrointestinal disorder caused by excessive shock." ā€

Fan Xuezhi looked at He An'an's haggard appearance, rubbing his hands gently, the taste in his heart was indescribable, he just wished he could feel sorry for her and hurt her.

He Anan asked him, "Why did you come here by yourself?" Did you say hello to home? ā€

Fan Xuezhi agreed sullenly, and moved cautiously in his hands, for fear of hurting her.

As soon as Fan Xuezhi opened his eyes this morning, he turned around and asked his grandmother whether He Jianfang had called to report the situation, in fact, he just wanted to ask if He Anan was still in the hospital.

Fan Xuezhi knew that He Anan had a good relationship with Zhang Jing, Zhang Jing had an accident, and in order to save her, He Anan definitely had to stay in the hospital and accompany him, and he would not go anywhere, he just wanted to make sure again, whether He Anan was still in the hospital now, for fear that he would not be able to meet her if he went.

Fan Xuezhi was worried about He An'an in his heart, and wanted to ask her how the injuries on her body were made, whether someone really bullied her, if someone really bullied her, even if this person was He Fangyao, he would clean it up.

His grandmother heard him ask, took a spoon and mixed the seasoning into the pot, and said, "I didn't call, we left quite late last year, I called her when I got home, saying that she was eating, and it should be fine." Am I not boiling soup? I'll go to the hospital in a moment. ā€

After his grandmother finished speaking, she looked back at him: "Are you going too?" ā€

Fan Xuezhi stretched out his head and looked at the pigeon soup that his grandmother was boiling, and frowned, how long does such a big pot have to be boiled!

After Fan Xuezhi turned his head and went to the bathroom to wash, he changed his clothes and greeted his grandmother: "I'll go to the hospital first." ā€

His grandmother called him, "What are you anxious about!" Come with me when the soup is ready? ā€

Fan Xuezhi can't wait, his eyes are full of He An'an now, and he is so worried about it that he can't wait to fly directly to the hospital with two wings.

Fan Xuezhi: "I'll go to the supermarket to buy something to send to them first, I shouldn't have eaten." ā€

His grandmother called him: "I'm ready to buy anything, it's on the coffee table, it's all snacks, and they can pass the time in the hospital." ā€

When Fan Xuezhi heard this, he went straight to the coffee table, picked up his things and turned his head and ran out.