Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

At six o'clock in the morning, the nurse came to take the patient's temperature. Seeing that Cheng Ji had woken up, she asked displeasedly, "Why don't you pour the urine bag for the patient?"

He was still immersed in Qi Beisong's breasts, and the lingering fear still persisted. He didn't understand what the nurse said, so he blinked stupidly.

"You slept like hell." The nurse lifted a little of Ms. Cheng's quilt, "Hurry up and empty the urine bag."

He looked in the direction of the nurse's finger, and he saw a bag full of urine.

Ms. Cheng suffered from a brain tumor. Before the operation, she knew it was extremely dangerous. Because of her strong will to survive, the doctor allowed her to go to the operating table. Unfortunately, the result was the same. The craniotomy was found to be inoperable and then closed immediately.

After the operation, she was admitted to the ICU and has not been awake since, but the rest of her body is still able to function, such as her kidneys.

It stands to reason that the urinary catheter should not be inserted for a long time after the operation, as it will cause infection, but Ms. Cheng is not a normal patient. Inserting the catheter can also reduce the burden of accompanying family members and avoid changing her diapers from time to time.

Cheng Ji stood up from the accompanying chair and said, "I'm sorry, I..."

"Observe that there is almost 500 ml of urine in the urine bag, and you can pour it out. How many days has your mother been in the hospital? Do you even know this common sense?" The nurse was not happy.

Cheng Ji really didn't know that he had never taken care of a patient in his previous life.

He started to operate clumsily, and the nurse directed at the side, then he sighed and asked him to turn over his mother more often.

"The last few days should make her feel better. Lying in one position for a long time will cause bedsores. Although she has no feeling, we feel distressed, right?" the nurse said in a low voice.

Cheng nodded and smiled at her.

The nurse asked, "Are you going to be discharged today?"

After spending so many days together, she and her colleagues paid close attention to this young boy, feeling both sympathy and pity, and feeling that life is not easy.

In fact, none of the patients and family members living in this ward has it easy. Just remembering that the child and his mother depended on each other for life, and now that the last relative is about to leave, the days ahead will become more and more difficult.

Whenever the nurses are on duty, they will meet him. They always feel that this child seems to be different today. I can't tell where it is, but the feeling of the whole person has changed.For example, he is obviously doing the same thing, and he is doing it more stupidly than before, but there is no sense of depression in the past when he gestures.

The nurse looked at him in confusion, thinking that he must not be in a good mood. Junxiu's brows were furrowed, and the corners of his mouth were curled down, but when talking to others, he smiled before saying anything, and even pretended to be relaxed, as if to make the other person feel better .

And in the past, he ignored people sullenly, but today he answers all questions.

Cheng Ji scratched the tip of his nose and said, "It's not discharge, it's transfer."

"Where are you going?" the nurse asked.

"Dr. Zhu said that there is a hospice hospital nearby. He has inquired about it for me. They said they can accept my mother, and the cost is less than here."

The nurse nodded: "Of course, hospice care is for palliative care. Your mother is in a deep coma, and she doesn't even need painkilling injections. It's just rehydration."

Cheng Ji forced a smile again, and rubbed his eyes because of discomfort.

The nurse thought he was going to cry, so she came to him and said, "Give up when you should. It's not a crime. Your mother can understand it, what do you think?"

Cheng nodded a little: "Yes."

"Calm down, come on." The nurse patted him on the shoulder.

He smiled and asked, "Is it just resignation?"

The nurse said seriously: "Children, sometimes it is a blessing to know how to admit fate. I have seen too many people who refused to accept their fate. What happened?"

The nurse was about to leave, and at the same time took away the thermometer on the table.

Ms. Cheng had a low-grade fever, which could not be suppressed by any antibiotics, probably because her soul had already left, and her body began to burn automatically, saying goodbye to her.

Cheng Ji thought of something and asked the nurse, "Do you have any anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving ointment?"

The nurse asked, "Where is your inflammation?"

"...eyes." Cheng Ji said.

The light in the ward was dim, and when the nurse came in, she only turned on the small lamp beside the patient's bed. Seeing that Cheng Ji kept rubbing his eyes, he thought he was really uncomfortable, so he said, "I don't have one here, you wait until the pharmacy near the hospital opens after eight o'clock." , go and buy a chlortetracycline eye ointment yourself, if you don’t know how to apply it, then go to the nurse who takes over, I’ll take over immediately.”

"Thank you." Cheng Ji said, covering his eyes.

After the nurse left, Cheng Ji lay down on the accompanying bed again, silently thinking about the work ahead, such as handling defecation, washing hair, wiping and turning over.

No matter how long Ms. Cheng can live, whether it is a month or a day, he will ensure that she is clean and decent.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there was still some time before dawn at this time, Cheng Ji continued to sleep until the sky was bright, and it was close to seven o'clock by looking at his watch.

The other accompanying family members in the ward also woke up one after another, began to wash their faces, brush their teeth and turn on the water, and he followed suit.Ms. Cheng does not need to eat, and mainly relies on infusions for maintenance, so he only needs to take care of himself.

The clinical family member was also a young man in his thirties. He greeted him and said, "Xiao Cheng, are you awake? You have worked hard."

Cheng Ji said, "It's not hard."

The clinical family member said: "I heard you get up several times in the middle of the night. Could it be that you can't fall asleep? Oh, let's stay up."

Cheng Ji said: "I can't bear it anymore, I'm going to give up, I'm leaving today."

The clinical family members looked at him seriously, and suddenly approached him and said, "You think we don't want to give up? You see, my grandfather is 85 and has been paralyzed in bed for many years. I wanted to give up, but no one dared to make this decision, and no one dared to say it!"

"Xiao Cheng, I envy you, I admire you, really." The clinical family member said, "I really hope that someone can help us make up our minds."

Cheng Ji smiled.

The clinical family members said: "Xiao Cheng, you have to smile more in the future, you still look good when you smile!"

Cheng Ji asked, "Handsome?"

The clinical family members said: "Tsk, I didn't think so before, but today is very handsome!"

Cheng Ji laughed and said to go, the handsome guy went to have breakfast!

It's just that he pretended well in front of people, and he showed his true colors just a few steps out of the ward, moaning in pain.

The left chest is next. The pain when I wake up is much better than in the middle of the night. Although it is still dull, and there are occasional thrusts in the flat waves, it is not difficult.What's worse is the muscles and joints all over the body!

He felt as if his bones had been torn apart one by one, and then reconnected one by one, and every bone was scratching at each other, indicating that he was out of tune with his neighbors.

His muscles were even more sore and swollen, especially his thighs and waist. The pain caused him to grin his teeth when he went down the stairs.

As for the hands and feet, it was the hardest hit. He was clumsy when handling the urine bag just now, which was related to the fact that his finger joints were injured and could not be fully bent.

The fight with Lord Qi Jin yesterday was really a loss. If I had known this... er, I would have fought if I had known this.

Although he couldn't even take a step, he was optimistic and greeted the first ray of sunshine in this world with a bright mood, and walked towards an alley opposite the hospital with a smile.

There are fireworks in the alley, and breakfast and food stalls are open.He walked into the small soybean milk shop, bought a table of breakfast, and ate a lot and quickly.

From last night to now, he hasn't eaten a drop of water or rice, he is really hungry, pouring warm soy milk into his empty stomach, it feels like drinking fairy soup.

The proprietress of the small soy milk shop was guarding the cashier counter, looking at him with interest.

He smiled at others, and they also smiled, saying, "It's so nice to see you eating! You eat like a mouthful, as if my husband's cooking is so delicious!"

He said, "It's delicious, and I haven't eaten for a long time."

If the time flow here is the same as in his last world, then it has been at least half a year since his sacrifice. He died in summer, and now it is midwinter.

It's been a long time since I haven't touched food for half a year.

The proprietress asked sympathetically, "You don't have money to eat? You look thin, and your complexion is not very good."

Cheng Ji shook his head with a smile, and continued to eat the buns.

The proprietress took her own initiative and gave him another big meat bun, saying: "I will come here often in the future, the prices of the things in my store are the most reasonable, even if the money is small, I can still eat my fill!"

Cheng Ji hurriedly thanked him, and when he picked up the chopsticks again, he suddenly found a little feeling from his previous life.

He went--to put it shamelessly--with a bunch of little girls and maybe boys behind him, but he couldn't feel it.

Good looks are only part of the factors, the main reason is good personality, frank, peaceful and cheerful, you can talk to anyone, you have to be gentle and gentle, you need to be fierce and fierce, you can be stubborn when you should be stubborn, and be soft when you should be soft.

Secondly, I love to work, rush to do work when there is work, and absolutely spare no effort to help.

The only shortcoming is probably that the virgin is innocent, can't stand jokes, and becomes angry from embarrassment if he says one more word.

Of course, these evaluations were given to him behind others' backs. He didn't know it himself, and only occasionally felt that he was not bad.

So it's a pity to force him to be an MB. Shaking his ass is better than recruiting him to be a son-in-law. Shaking his ass is only for a while, and strong labor can last for decades.

Cheng Ji had a full stomach, and seeing that there was still some time before the doctor went to work, he decided to take a walk around.

The world here is not much different from his past world, it may be a few years earlier, probably because this world was born out of a novel, and the novel was written earlier.

Cheng Ji felt quite nostalgic, like the streets he had to go to and from school every day when he returned to junior high school, even the wind blowing his cheeks was familiar.

When passing by the gate of an old community, he saw a barber shop opened early, and the elderly master was sweeping the floor inside.

Cheng Ji walked in and asked, "Shave your head?"

The old man stared at him in surprise, because almost no young people would go into this barbershop.

"Shave. Who shaves?" asked the old master.

Cheng Ji sat down on the barber chair and said, "Me."

The old master was really surprised, and asked: "What kind of haircut do you want? I only know a few middle-aged and elderly hairstyles."

Cheng Ji said, "Whatever you want, as short as it is."

The master asked, "How short?"

"As short as possible."

The old master couldn't drive away the business that came to the door, so he had to cut one for him hesitantly.

Cheng Ji said it was too long, so make it shorter.

The master had to cut it shorter.

"It's too long."

"It's even shorter, and it's a short cut!" the old master asked, "Young man, is there something you can't think about? Are you arguing with your partner?"

Cheng Ji had no choice but to stop here and stood up to look at the mirror.

Without those overly long hairs, his beautiful and neat silhouette is completely exposed, and the person in the mirror is completely different from yesterday.

He touched the short stubble on the back of his head quite satisfied, and felt that, just as the family members in the next bed said, he was very handsome!Everything is new, he wants to start again!

He paid the bill and walked out refreshed, but was bumped into just as he was about to strut.

The other party was a primary school student, probably going to be late for class, so he buried his head and ran wildly, stabbing his head straight into Cheng Ji's arms, right on his left chest.

That damn place is untouchable!

Cheng Ji almost passed out from the pain for a while, and he didn't even know when the bear ran away. When he came back to his senses, he felt that his underwear was a little wet, and he reached out to touch it...and it was bleeding again.

It seemed that he had to go to the doctor, so he walked towards the hospital helplessly, thinking about how to tell the doctor about such an unspeakable secret, what department should he be registered for in a while, surgery or...

He couldn't make up his mind, so he had to ask the nurse at the service desk, and said, "Excuse me, my friend...well, I feel a little uncomfortable."

The nurse was very busy and asked impatiently, "Where is the discomfort?"

Cheng Ji said, "That...chest..."

"Boobs?" the nurse asked.

"That... grandma..."

"Breast department!" The nurse replied decisively.

Cheng Ji fled in desperation, went to the pharmacy to buy an eye ointment, ran into the public toilet cubicle, lifted up his clothes, gritted his teeth, and wiped it off by himself.

In order to ensure the efficacy of the medicine, he simply bandaged it, but it was fine, and it didn't hurt as much as last night.

He wanted to go back to the ward to find a doctor to go through the transfer procedures, but he met a man in the crowded elevator hall of the inpatient building.

No need to guess who this person is, they all know him anyway.

Cheng Ji looked at it from a distance, and sneered: "Yo, still not convinced?"

The author has something to say:

In the future, it will be called "Qi Beisong", instead of "cabbage" at the beginning of the initials, it should be the high mountain in the north!