The lights in the ward are turned on at their brightest, and Taeyeon is lying in a coma on the snow-white hospital bed, her cheeks crimson due to fever, and the look on her face indicates that Taeyeon is very uncomfortable now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Next to the hospital bed, Jang Yang stood there with an anxious face, while a doctor next to him was holding Taeyeon's medical record and saying something, while the nurse stood next to him and kept recording it with paper and pen.

"Taeyeon Xi's fever can also be said to be expected, so don't worry too much about Zhang Yangxi." The doctor turned and comforted.

"How?" Zhang Yang wondered.

"The joys and sorrows of the mood will affect the work of the human immune system to varying degrees. Taeyeon Xi has been in a bad mood and has been severely deprived of sleep these days, which has also affected the work of the immune system. The doctor looked through the medical records and medical instructions in his hand and said, "In the case of Taeyeon Xi, it may be caused by the emptiness of the immune system under the extreme relaxation of the mood." ”

"The doctor's advice recommends Taeyeon Xi to see a psychologist because the psychologist's way of soothing his mood is scientific and stable, and will not cause too much burden on the patient's physical condition." The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Zhang Yang and said, "As for Zhang Yangxi's way, although it can be said that privacy has been maximized, due to the imperfection of communication skills, it is easy to have a situation like Taeyeon Xi." ”

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows and did not answer.

"And another reason why Taeyeon Xi has a fever of 39 degrees is that I think has something to do with this window." The doctor pointed to the crack in the window that had just been closed by the nurse and said to Zhang Yang: "When we came in, was the gap in this window opened?" ”

"Nope." Zhang Yang shook his head: "It should be opened by Taeyeon." ”

Zhang Yang thought back for a moment that Taeyeon was sitting right in front of the crack in the window when Qiang-in came just now, and he was also sitting there when he was eating. Wearing only underwear and a hospital gown, sitting there with the cold air outside the window and the air conditioning in the house blowing for so long, it's no wonder that Taeyeon has a fever.

"But I feel like Taeyeon should have had a low-grade fever when she first woke up." Zhang Yang touched his chin and said, "When Taeyeon first woke up, she felt a little hot and dry, so she opened the window to blow the air, and then she was caught by the hot and cold air, coupled with violent psychological fluctuations, so it evolved from a low-grade fever to a high-level fever." ”

"It's possible." The doctor nodded, "When these bottles of medicine are infused, it is estimated that Taeyeon Xi's body temperature will return to normal, and he will have a detailed examination tomorrow, and he will be discharged from the hospital after half a day's rest." ”

"Trouble doctor." Zhang Yang nodded.

"That's what we're supposed to do. If you have any questions, please contact us in time. The doctor nodded, and the nurse turned to check on the next patient.

Looking at Taeyeon lying on the hospital bed, Zhang Yang shook his head, Taeyeon's high fever can be regarded as a flag he set for her.

"I don't necessarily have to come back tomorrow, but if you don't come back in the evening, you will go home on vacation."

This is what Zhang Yang said to Xu Xian on the phone, but he didn't expect it to become a prophecy.

With a wave of his right hand, a mini strong light hand barrel appeared. After pressing the switch and finding that it could work normally, Zhang Yang nodded, and used his "Elementary Music Theory" to pad the lamp port of the flashlight, so that the strong light of the flashlight hit the infusion bottle directly. turned off the light and found that he could still clearly observe the situation of the infusion bottle through the light of the flashlight, and Zhang Yang was relieved.

Staying in front of Taeyeon's bed, Jang Yang called the nurse to come to change the dressing from time to time, and he was busy until more than three o'clock in the middle of the night, Taeyeon's several bottles of medicine were lost, and his body temperature stabilized at 37.5C, Jang Yang was relieved.

The doctor said that Taeyeon's body temperature would return to normal on its own as the drug gradually took effect in the body, and Jang Yang had no experience of staying in bed with a fever, and he didn't know if what he said was true, so he had to use the stupidest way.

In the dark ward, Zhang Yang sat in front of Taeyeon's hospital bed with a warm water cup in his hand, quietly guarding. Although the room was pitch black and he couldn't see his fingers, Jang Yang could hear Taeyeon's breathing on the hospital bed. Although because the body is uncomfortable, the breathing sound is a little heavy. But from its even frequency, Jang Yang knew that Taeyeon's condition was no longer a big deal.

That's good.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, Taeyeon on the hospital bed opened her eyes tiredly and stared blankly at the ceiling in front of her, letting her thoughts gradually return.

Yesterday I lay down on the hospital bed at half past five, and I woke up at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night and got out of bed to move and eat a little something, followed by the heart-rending pain in Zhang Yang's arms, and after listening to Zhang Yang's explanation, my mood just improved, and I suddenly fell on the bed with a high fever, until I woke up now, Taeyeon has been lying in bed for 14 hours. During this period, he experienced a high fever that overdrew his physical strength, and now Taeyeon's body is exhausted.

Forced to sit up, Taeyeon rubbed her sore shoulders and looked left and right around the bed.

The decoration of the ward is very fresh, and unlike the snow-white walls in China, the green and light blue walls painted in the Korean intensive care ward are very sensitive.

Taeyeon looked left and right, but didn't see the figure.

Confused, Taeyeon rubbed her temples, which were still a little painful, dragged the larger cotton slippers that the hospital had equipped for the patient, and walked to the bathroom with a "clatter".

Walking into the bathroom, Taeyeon suddenly feels warm and fulfilled when she sees the brand-new toothpaste toothbrush on the sink and the new pink towel soaked in warm water in the basin.

Walking out of the bathroom, Taeyeon turned around and came to the small living room, only to see Zhang Yang sitting on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand. On the coffee table in front of Zhang Yang, the pink thermos bucket from last night was standing quietly.

"Awake? How does it feel? Zhang Yang looked up at Taeyeon, who was wearing a large hospital gown with invisible hands and feet, and asked with concern.

"My head still hurts a little." Taeyeon stretched out a small hand from her sleeve and knocked her head, and said helplessly: "I'm still a little dizzy, the high fever should not have gone away, and the body temperature is still a little high." ”

"Really? Let me see. Jang Yang put down the newspaper in his hand, and then reached out and put his hand on Taeyeon's head.

As soon as Zhang Yang's hand touched Taeyeon's delicate forehead, he heard Taeyeon's "giggle" laugh: "Oppa, your hands are so cold." ”

"Forehead......" Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, although he nodded suddenly in understanding, and said with a smile: "I just came back from buying breakfast outside, and my hands haven't warmed up yet." ”

Jang Yang shook his head, gently picked up Taeyeon's head, and then gently pressed his forehead against Taeyeon's forehead.

"......" Taeyeon was frightened by the flamboyant movements, and stood on the spot. (To be continued.) )