The nurse didn't help him up twice, but tossed him into a cold sweat not long after the operation, and the drunkard was so painful that his eyes turned black, and he almost fainted. *Say, "Dream", "Small", .com

"Chargers? When did you still play with your phone? There wasn't much scolding in the tone, more worry and nervousness and sympathy.

"I haven't seen his text message yet......" The drunkard was so anxious that his eyes were red.

"Who is so important, you are so sick that you haven't seen her come to see you, and you still care about her text message, and you don't care about her life." This nurse is also a young girl who has just turned positive, young and vigorous, and has something to say.

The drunkard was hospitalized yesterday and had surgery today, and she took care of him during this period, and to be honest, she had a good impression of him at the first sight of the drunkard.

After all, the appearance of the drunkard is completely the most popular type of little milk dog now, and some sickly white faces are easy to stimulate people's care and protection, after the drunkard was admitted to the ward yesterday, the topic of the young female nurses in the hospital is all alcoholics.

Even the head nurse, who has always had a big temper, whispered softly to the drunkard and cared for all kinds of things.

But when she learned about the drunkard's condition, all she had was sympathy for the drunkard.

"Charger, charger." The drunkard's mouth kept reading, and his pale face was covered with dense cold sweat.

"You get up first, and I'll give it to you later."

Hearing the nurse say this, the drunkard's mood slowly stabilized.

It's just that he really doesn't have the strength to stand up.

The nurse went to a colleague for help, and the two worked together to help the drunkard back into the hospital bed.

A nurse went to get a charger for the drunkard, and the nurse had just reinserted the needle and injected the potion into the drunkard.

"Don't hold your hand so tightly, the bleeding can't stop."

The nurse tried to take out the mobile phone in the drunkard's hand, but the drunkard refused to let go, but held it tighter and tighter.

The nurse had no choice but to hold a cotton swab to stop the blood beads that kept coming out of the needle's hole.

Soon, a colleague came over with a charger and charged the drunkard's mobile phone.

A minute later, the phone turned on.

The drunkard scrambled to click on the text message.

But the more anxious he was, the more his hands trembled, and the more uncontrollable he became.

This kind of him makes nurses who have seen a lot of life and death unbearable.

How important is it for him to do this?

And how ruthless the person on the other side of the phone is that he can't even look at him.

To tell the truth, there are many patients in the hospital who are more serious than drunkards, and there are more patients who are more pitiful than alcoholics, but they all have someone to take care of, but he, such an important operation, there is not even a person to accompany him, and even the family members sign on behalf of the doctor.

He is still so young, how can he live more helpless and pitiful than the lonely old man.

The drunkard clicked on the text message, and carefully read the content of the last text message sent by Tsing Yi word by word, and his excited mood slowly calmed down after reading this text message.

When the phone was turned on, his eyes were still bright, and the corners of his pale mouth were faintly happy.

But after reading this text message, his eyes dimmed, and the corners of his mouth that were slightly pulled up slowly fell.

The nurse didn't know what he was seeing, and the change would be so great.

Just when the nurse thought that the drunkard was going to be sad and sad, she saw that the drunkard suddenly smiled.

It's the kind of laughter that comes from the heart, but it's mixed with sadness and bitterness, and the helplessness that can't be said.