Rebirth in the 70s: A military wife who was married into a vegetative state

An Nian was pushed to the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She had to admit that this outfit looked really good.

"Get another hairstyle."

Qiao Shi looked around, leaned forward and took out a few hairpins.

With quick movements of her hands, she quickly created a bun.

An Nian's hair has reached below the shoulder blades and is very thick. It is black and smooth and is always tied up with a simple hair tie.

She was not used to the sudden change of hairstyle.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

An Nian touched her bun, looked at Qiao Shi in the mirror, and smiled.

"Yes, yes, it looks much better than what I made by myself."

"Hahahaha, let me put some makeup on you then?"

Qiao Shi became interested and took out a complete set of cosmetics from the side drawer.

"I bought these in Shenzhen shopping mall. I heard they are popular in Hong Kong City and the price is quite high. After I bought them, I have never been willing to use them."

An Nian was pushed by her and sat on the stool in front of the mirror, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"Makeup for the big night?"

"What are you afraid of? When a woman is in a mood, she can put on beautiful makeup at any time. Just look beautiful!

Men always say that women want to look beautiful for themselves, but in fact, women want to look beautiful more for themselves! "

As Qiao Shi said this, he already started to give An a skin care treatment.

Pat the lotion on and push it away gently with both hands.

"Nian Nian, your dermatology department is so good. It's smooth and delicate, and there are no pores at all up close."

An Nian let her move and raised her face: "I use the cream I made myself, do you want it?"

Qiao Shi nodded without hesitation: "Yes, yes! You can dig half of it for me when you go back later!"

An Nian was amused by her: "Okay."

"Your face doesn't need much decoration, just draw on your eyebrows and put on lipstick."

A few minutes later, the light makeup was completed, and two strands of hair fell on both sides of An Nian's cheeks, making her face appear smaller.

Qiao Shi curled the hair on her cheek with his fingers, his eyes fascinated.

"Nian Nian, you are so beautiful. No wonder Brother Yu treats you like a jewel and wants to hold it in his palm."

An Nian glanced at her funny, raised her hand and patted her: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. Not to mention Brother Yu, even Xiao Jinnian treats you...ahem..."

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Qiao Shi dodges his eyes, hurriedly lowers his head to rummage around, takes out two lipsticks and twists them open.

"Nian Nian, which color do you like? Orange makes it whiter, and bean paste makes it look tender."

An Nian frowned inwardly because of what she said about Xiao Jinnian just now.

Considering the context, what Qiao Shi wants to say is that Xiao Jinnian has feelings for him that go beyond friendship.

Recalling Xiao Jinnian's behavior when he was at the Xiao family...

"Nian Nian, which color do you choose?"

An Nian raised his eyes to look at her with a calm expression, then reached out and pointed on the left side.

The entire makeup is completed.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no cameras here, An Nian guessed that Qiao Shi would have taken a few photos of himself.

"Is it almost done? I'm going to wash my face."

An Nian stood up and walked to the bathroom nearby.

Qiao Shi watched her leave, secretly breathing a sigh of relief and twitching his mouth slightly.

"Let you stop talking nonsense."

An Nian walked out of the bathroom against the steam and said with a smile: "Shi Shi, let's go home. I'll accompany you to see the store tomorrow, and I won't have time after that."

"Oh well."

Josh handed over the clean towel.

-

Time flies by.

This is already the tenth day since An Nian arrived in Shencheng.

She finally figured out the medical system here from top to bottom. Currently, the No. 1 Civil Hospital in Shenzhen is most likely to be responsible for the entire medical system in Shenzhen.

After attending several rounds of meetings, large and small, An Nian and Qiao Yongsheng applied to go to the front line to see.

"Nian Nian, the frontline medical staff may not listen to you."

Qiao Yongsheng was a little worried.

"It's okay, Master. I'm not going to interfere with their work. I just want to know about everyone's work."

An Nian turned to look at him and smiled while packing up the documents on the conference table.

An unknown number of discussions had just ended in the conference room, and once again there was no result.

"Master, don't you think we have always been outside of medical care? Today, including the people who had meetings with us in the past ten days, none of them are from the medical system.

They don’t understand doctors, nurses, or medicine, but they keep making the most important decisions.

If nothing else, let’s talk about the staffing issue. They assigned most of the staffing to administrative staff. "

Having said this, An Nian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Do they think administration is the most important? Just do a good job of uploading and distributing information.

When it comes to organization, one person said he wanted ten, and the other said he had to divide it into eight.

When asked, it is the candidate's professional counterpart. In fact, they will most likely take it back and give one point to their relatives. "

Qiao Yongsheng stood up with the thermos cup. He did not deny what she said, but just sighed slightly.

"Then you go and take a look at the front line. It can just relieve the pressure there. During this period, too many people have poured into Shenzhen, and the number of patients in the hospital has also increased. They can't hold it for long."

An Nian followed him out of the conference room holding the document: "Thank you, Master. Master, I'll ask you to do the rest of the work yourself."

Qiao Changsheng glanced at her with a smile in his eyes: "You didn't help me much anyway."

An Nian: "..."

She is not very good at playing tricks with those people. She can clearly explain things in one sentence, but they only say half a sentence. They are too pretentious.

"Go ahead, go ahead. My secretary will be here tomorrow. He will definitely be easier to use than you."

An Nian was helpless: "Master, please give me a transfer order. I'll go to the No. 1 Civil Hospital in Shencheng."

"Which department do you want to go to?"

"Go to the emergency department."

Qiao Yongsheng raised his eyebrows: "He is really the front line among the front lines."

An Nianxiao: "Be on the front line."

She is now unable to advance in theoretical knowledge and has read all the books she can read.

Now An Nian's mind is like a whole library, and every word and punctuation mark can be "retrieved" at any time.

However, she had minimal practical experience.

If you are not smart enough and cheat with your spiritual power, your control over your body will reach a very terrifying level.

An Nian will never be able to make an accurate diagnosis and treatment.

However, many times, she still relies on her spiritual power for assistance.

If she can accumulate enough practical experience in the emergency department this time, it will be of great benefit to her.

Qiao Yongsheng couldn't resist her. After returning to the temporary office, he wrote a transfer order to her. When he handed it over, he explained.

"Don't be brave, feel free to ask me if you don't understand anything."

"Okay, Master."

An Nian nodded vigorously.

Qiao Yongsheng thought for a while and said: "Master has always specialized in Chinese medicine. Although he has some understanding of Western medicine, he is definitely not top-notch. If you encounter difficult and complicated diseases, you can also give your Master Weng a call."

"Asked me what?"

Old Weng's voice suddenly came from the door, startling the two of them.

Qiao Yongsheng glared for a moment and looked at the person at the door: "Why are you here?"

Mr. Weng looked at him with a smile, full of teasing.

"Hey, weren't you still talking about me just now? Why did you change suddenly? Old Qiao, you still change your face so fast."

Qiao Yongsheng rolled his eyes: "Let me tell you something serious. Aren't you in the capital? Why are you here?"

"I was invited to come here to see a patient. Didn't I hear that you are also in Shenzhen, so I came here to see you first."

There were several people following Mr. Weng. After greeting each other, An Nian led everyone to sit in the meeting room outside, leaving the office space for the two old men.

After half an hour.

"Nian Nian, you will follow your Uncle Weng to the hospital tomorrow."

An Nian thought that it would be good to follow Mr. Weng to see some difficult and complicated diseases. Anyway, after sending them away, she could also transfer to the emergency department, killing two birds with one stone.

So he agreed: "Okay, Master!"

-

The next day, An Nian waited for Mr. Weng and others at Shencheng No. 1 Civil Hospital, and walked with them to the inpatient department at the back.

The hospital is being expanded, and until the expansion is completed, everyone can only squeeze into a few old buildings.

The old building in Shenzhen Renmin looks a bit dilapidated, and the inpatient department only has two floors.

An Nian walked into the cardiology department on the second floor while familiarizing himself with the environment.

"Mr. Weng, are you here?"

The door of the cardiology department was already full of people greeting me.

The sign on the leader's chest reads: Zhu Yao, Director of the Department of Cardiology.

"See the patient first."

An Nian followed everyone and entered a single ward.

The ward looked dilapidated, but this ward seemed to have been renovated. Everything was complete and new.

"The patient is 22 years old. He went to Shenzhen with his friends five days ago. During this period, he visited several shabby old buildings.

The day after he came out, he felt uncomfortable all over.

I reported that someone has been talking to me in my heart, and every night when I go to bed, there is someone sitting on the bedside.When he turned around and exposed his neck, someone blew on him. "

The more An Nian listened, the more strange it became. The description was similar to "Liao Zhai".

She rolled her eyes without leaving a trace and looked at the entire ward.

There are no abnormal energy fluctuations in the room.

An Nian had met ghost cultivators before when he was in the world of cultivation, but he had never found similar energy since he came to this world.

In this Dharma-ending world, it is difficult for even humans to practice successfully, let alone ghosts.

Ghost cultivation is notoriously strict. If you want to become a ghost, you need various prerequisites. After becoming a ghost, you need to practice to the point where you can touch foreign objects, and you need another adventure.

After releasing his spiritual power and "clearing" the room again, An Nian was completely relieved.

There are no ghosts here!

She thought of the patient she met a long time ago.

Because there was phlegm condensing in his chest, he could always hear different sounds and felt that he could predict things.

In the end, a bowl of Zhen Shi Gun Tan Soup cured the disease.

What's the reason for this today?

An Nian glanced at the young boy lying on the bed with his eyes closed. He saw that he was sleeping quite peacefully. He didn't notice anything strange after looking at him, his face was rosy.

Mr. Weng, who was walking at the front, had already obtained the medical records and looked at them carefully with his head down.

He had already learned about this patient's condition before he came here, and now he would like to add some new tests in the last two or three days.

It only took a few minutes for Mr. Weng to read it all and handed the medical records to the following apprentices.

"When will he wake up?"

"Mr. Weng, I'm sorry, I'll wake him up now."

The woman who spoke was sitting next to the hospital bed. She was dressed richly and had exquisite makeup on her face. Only her tired eyes showed that she had not had a good rest these days.

"Xiao Kai, wake up, the doctor is here..."

After a while, the young man on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes.

An Nian felt something flash past him the moment he opened his eyes. She looked intently, but there was nothing.

It's just that the opponent's eyes are a bit scary when he opens them. Except for the middle pupil, the whites of his eyes are already covered in red.

This is classic pinkeye.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Weng frowned slightly.

"Have you had an eye exam?"

"Did it."

Director Zhu Yao quickly flipped the checklist to the latest location.

"it's here."

"it is good."

Mr. Weng had just looked at it, but he didn't look too carefully. The situation in the other person's eyes now gave him a different feeling, so he must take a closer look.

"There is nothing wrong with your medication. In this case, you can try prednisone hormone shock treatment first.

After three consecutive days of shock treatment, if you can recover, proceed to the next step. "

Director Zhu Yao felt slightly relieved when he heard what Mr. Weng said.

Hormone therapy has serious side effects. Taking a large amount of prednisone can damage the kidneys and cause nephritis. These are internal problems and can be overcome with kidney-protecting drugs.

However, glucocorticoids can cause osteoporosis and hormonal obesity.

Obesity collides with osteoporosis, which is really a very terrible thing. The patient may have cured his eyes, but fell when he just got out of bed, and was directly crushed by his own weight and fractured.

This 22-year-old patient has an extraordinary family background, and Director Zhu Yao is really afraid that something will go wrong.

Now with Mr. Weng's affirmation, his responsibilities were instantly halved. How could he be unhappy?

His voice became more respectful: "Mr. Weng, how do you think we should treat him next?"

"Besides your eyes, what else do you feel?" Mr. Weng did not answer Director Zhu Yao's words, but asked the patient on the bed in a gentle tone.

The 22-year-old young patient lay softly on the hospital bed, listless.

After being reminded by his mother, he reluctantly spoke.

"I feel uncomfortable all over. Someone blows on my neck every hour, and it gets worse at night. At night, they take turns sitting on my bedside, laughing and crying at every turn. They just don't want me to sleep. !”

His mother's face gradually turned pale as she listened.

"Xiao Kai, why didn't you tell mom earlier? Have you become them now?"

"Yes, there have been more! At first there was only one person, but now there are four of them, and they take turns disturbing me. I can't sleep at all at night."

Xiaokai's mother grasped the sheets tightly with both hands, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

"Mom will definitely save you! Mom will beg your father! He will definitely have a way! There are very powerful masters in Hong Kong City!"

She cannot afford to hire a master, but her husband certainly can!

"Xiao Kai! You believe mom!"

The young man smiled: "Mom, don't think about it. We have been given up. How can they pay for us."

The two of them said these words in Cantonese. People in the ward almost couldn't understand them anymore since Xiaokai's mother said, "Mom will definitely save you...".

No one spoke. After the two of them stopped, Mr. Weng spoke again.

"Add a vascular CT scan."