Chapter 367: Intentional or Unintentional

His appearance is already extremely attractive, and his casual smile is like a bright star that is out of reach in the night, bursting into a dazzling light in an instant.

Li Ningru glared at An An again in annoyance: "Wait for me to come back and see how I gag your mouth!" Then he took the door and went out, seemingly resentful.

"Brother. You sit down and stand tired. An An patted the empty seat next to the bed and spoke in an old voice.

Jiang Futing didn't speak, looked at him with his eyebrows down, and then sat down carefully, the complexion on the little boy's face was much better than before, his lips were not so purple, and the monitor on the side was temporarily put aside.

It's just that the body is still very small and thin. The blood vessels that should have been buried under his arm were clearly visible, and he even felt like he could break a bone if he grabbed him casually.

An An noticed his cautious movements, did not hold back, and laughed out loud: "Brother, you don't have to be so exaggerated. ”

Jiang Futing's body stiffened, his face was a little embarrassed, he coughed dryly, sat straight to the side, opened the fruit basket and peeled the apple for him.

The corner of the clothes on the side seemed to be tugged by, and when he turned his head, An An's big eyes were flickering at him.

"What's wrong?" He spoke as gently as he could, his hand movements.

Jiang Futing's knuckles are very slender, the joints are distinct, the apple in his left hand is very dexterous with the movement of his right hand, and the flowing clouds have a slender skin, and they have not been broken after two circles.

An An seemed a little embarrassed, and squirmed, Jiang Futing frowned slightly and urged, and the other party asked with a milky red face and hopeful eyes: "Are you my sister's boyfriend?" ”

The already stiff body was stunned, and he raised his eyes, not understanding why this child suddenly thought like that, but the other party looked at him with a curious face and eagerness.

"It's not." As soon as Jiang Futing finished speaking, the little face showed a disappointed expression.

"Huh?" An An hung her head in frustration.

Jiang Futing touched his little head, a little unbearable, and said a few words of comfort: "Only by liking each other can you become boyfriend and girlfriend, but it doesn't prevent you from treating me as a brother." ”

"Oh." An An responded in frustration, and the whole person was instantly deflated.

Jiang Futing thought that this topic was over, and finished peeling the skin with peace of mind, but the little boy did not give up, and after a while, he raised his head and did not play according to the routine: "Brother, why don't you like my sister?" ”

There was a choke.

"It's okay to be friends, but it's not okay to be lovers." He spoke lightly, turning around to explain.

An An didn't succeed, and his head was almost in the bed.

After a few seconds, the little face suddenly regained its strength, returned to its original radiant appearance, and his emotions were instantly cleaned up by him.

Jiang Futing watched him change his face, and he didn't feel a little funny, and the corners of his mouth once again inadvertently wiped a shallow arc, and handed him a small apple cut in his hand.

"Thank you, brother!" An An took it and winked at him mischievously: "Brother, you look good when you smile, you should smile more in the future, and your straight face is the same as the teaching director of my previous school." ”

The knife in Jiang Futing's hand fell to the ground coldly.

"I'll wash it." Jiang Futing once again tightened his face in embarrassment and walked into the bathroom.

Turn on the faucet and carefully wipe your fingers against the stains and dust from the blade.

With the sound of running water washing down, the door of the outside room suddenly opened.

A gentle man's voice came into his ears: "An An, I've got an injection." ”

Jiang Futing turned off the faucet, pulled out the disinfectant paper towel in the bathroom, wiped it back and forth three times before he was relieved, and then took out his mobile phone again to look at the time, more than ten minutes passed, and it was indeed the time for injections.

He then took the knife, came out of the bathroom, and put the fruit knife back.

Although the male nurse was wearing a mask, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes: "This is?" ”

"My brother!" Before Jiang Futing could speak, An An had already spoken first, his face was full of pride, and his little face was almost raised to the sky: "Isn't it handsome?" ”

"It's pretty handsome." The nurse said, the syringe in her hand drew the liquid medicine from the bottle, and asked kindly, "An An, why haven't I heard you say that you have a brother before?" ”

"My brother is a busy man, so he only had time to come and see me today." An An explained, and then took the initiative to stretch out his arm.

His blood vessels are very thin, and he can't put the needle can't be placed, and his little hand is swollen and red every time he wants to arrange the needle, so the hospital just gives up and can only prick the needle every day.

The back of the hand is full of blue and purple needle holes, and whoever looks at it will feel a little distressed.

"Let's change hands today." The male nurse drew the last vial of the liquid medicine, injected it into the large bottle of the designated hanging needle, and prepared the potion.

Jiang Futing stood aside and watched his movements with a solemn expression.

The other party was skillfully adjusting the drip speed, and the two bottles of potion were hanging above the bed.

An An obediently stretched out her other hand, and the expression on her face was indeed pitiful: "It's all the same." ”

Sure enough, the back of the other hand was not better than the one just now, or even worse than the one just now.

"Then this one." The nurse carefully lifted his palm, tied a tourniquet, and applied alcohol.

Just the moment the needle was about to go in, "Wait a minute. The cold voice suddenly remembered.

The gauntlet was still very steady just now, and he trembled without a trace, and accidentally poked An An's skin.

"What's wrong?" He tried to keep his composure and asked.

Jiang Futing walked over very cautiously, although he didn't understand medicine, he remembered very clearly, just now An An's case record showed that there were 4 bottles of medicine in today's ratio.

But he had just drawn 5 bottles.

"Yes, brother, what's wrong?" An An also blinked at Jiang Futing in confusion.

He glanced at the empty bottles on the shelf without a trace, and sure enough, there were 5, but out of caution, he still said indirectly: "I remember that An An prescribed 4 kinds of medicines today." ”

Jiang Futing said, showing him the medical record book hanging next to his bed today.

The other party's forehead instantly secreted a lot of fine beads of sweat, and he stretched out his hand stiffly,

The voice was a little dry: "I, I'll take a look." ”

Jiang Futing handed him the notebook.

Although the other party's face has been blocked by a mask, his eyes are obviously a little flustered, and he looks at the case uncertainly.

"But I see you just smoked 5 bottles." Jiang Futing said coldly, his sharp eyes seemed to shoot through the person in front of him.

Rao is normal people are a little unbearable under such air pressure, and the nurse is obviously starting to be a little distracted: "I, this is what the attending doctor asked me to take." ”

"Really? Show me the list. Jiang Futing directly stretched out his hand and asked him to ask him, but the other party froze there as if he had been clicked on the acupoint, and he didn't move directly.

The chill on his face became more and more intense: "You won't tell me that the hospital doesn't need to bill for medicine, right?" ”

"Yes, I'm sorry!" The movement of his hand suddenly panicked, and he pretended to pack the bottle, but his sleeve accidentally hit a medicine bottle on the ground.

Jiang Futing picked it up first, looked at it carefully, and then glanced at the other empty bottles on the shelf, and the air pressure around it suddenly decreased.

"Two bottles of potassium rehydration?" The danger in his tone almost overflowed.

He noticed again the speed of the drip that the nurse had just adjusted, and the liquid in the drip bucket was falling into the infusion hose at a relatively fast speed.

Jiang Futing directly took the infusion equipment and asked sharply: "Deliberately?" ”

The nurse's body froze completely, and then she kept apologizing: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Sir, it may be that I am mistaken, I may have accidentally brought the medicine from another ward by mistake! ”

"Where's the head nurse?!" Jiang Futing ignored his apology, this person was obviously not sincere, no matter what his purpose was, just by shirking responsibility, there was a problem with the medical products.

As soon as he heard that he was going to call the head nurse, the look on the male nurse's face became even more frightened, and he kept apologizing and bowing: "Sir, I'm really sorry!" I apologize to you, I can pay you for the medical bills, I only came to work this week, if the head nurse knows that I made such a big mistake, I am finished! ”

An An on the side looked at the other party's humble pleading, and was a little soft-hearted: "Brother, or ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the outside door was suddenly pushed open again.

The smell of hot rice filled the ward, and Li Ningru asked with a lunch box and a plastic bag of takeaway boxes, "What's the matter, I heard movement inside before I entered the door." ”

"Sister, it's this new nurse who has misprescribed the wrong medicine and has just been discovered by my brother." An An sensitively sensed that there was something wrong with Jiang Futing's atmosphere, and took the lead in explaining.

"The medicine is incorrect?!" Li Ningru was shocked after hearing this, and hurriedly put down the things in her hand casually, and ran to the side of the hospital bed in a panic: "Then are you okay?" Is there anything wrong with it? ”

"No, before I even fought, my brother found out." An An smiled and gestured to reassure her.

Li Ningru suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, she was directly frightened into a cold sweat just now, and patted her chest: "I'm scared to death!" ”

Turning his head to the nurse, he said fiercely: "What are you doing here, why are you still dispensing the wrong medicine!" Don't you as a nurse know that you make mistakes?

Is medicine meant to kill people?! ”

The male nurse could only keep bowing and apologizing: "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! Ms. Li, I'm new here, and some of the medicine lists may be confused! I'm really sorry! I promise I won't do it again in the future! ”

Li Ningru is not the kind of person who likes to deliberately embarrass herself, so she waved her hand impatiently: "Forget it!" Never mind! I'm too lazy to care, I don't need you for the needle in An'an in the future, I will go to the nurse's desk to find someone to play again. ”

The male nurse was on the verge of amnesty: "Thank you, Ms. Li, thank you!" Then he packed up his things in a hurry and left the ward without stopping.

Li Ningru first propped up An An's bedside, put it on the small dining table, handed the lunch she had just bought to Jiang Futing first, and said gratefully: "Thanks to you this time, fortunately you are more careful, otherwise something will really happen." ”

Jiang Futing didn't take it politely and said, "It's okay, keep more snacks in the future." ”

"Hmm." Li Ningru first laid out An An's meals, and then opened her lunch box, which is generally a well-matched meal downstairs in the hospital.

The cute little head was lying on the dining table and digging in a big gulp, and the obviously tasteless sick meal was eaten by him very fragrantly.

Before Jiang Futing could pick up a few bites of the lunch box in his hand, his mobile phone suddenly vibrated non-stop.

Is it the homeroom teacher's?

He quickly swallowed the rice in his mouth: "Teacher Liang." ”

"Jiang Futing, are you back at school now?"

"Right now." Jiang Futing said, looked at the time, and it was still too late for the afternoon class.

"Oh, that's right, you try to come back as soon as possible, the papers for the math quiz yesterday were batched, you will come back later, take the classroom to it." The microphone reluctantly pulled a reason.

(End of chapter)