the patient next door

As a matter of course, stating the facts domineeringly, it was the first time that Qiuben saw the patient like that, peeling off the appearance of weakness, revealing the real sharpness, which made him unable to refute for a moment.

In dumb silence, Qiuben looked at the very strange patient and nodded in agreement.

There was no one to answer the call, and the patient quickly fell asleep again. The operation consumed a lot of his physical strength, and he needed a long sleep to recover. The patient's foundation is very good, and I believe he will recover in a short time.

While being really happy for the patient, Qiuben also gained confidence in himself, and fell asleep peacefully accompanied by the steady breathing sound of the patient.

The next day was the usual treatment again, except for the attending doctor who talked to him alone, Akimoto didn't encounter anything special.The patient in the adjacent bed can already sit up slowly and even walk a few steps while leaning on the wall, but most of the time he still stays with the bed.Occasionally, the patient would also talk to him a few words, but most of the time he still played chess with Duke Zhou.

During the day, the patient spends more time sleeping than awake, but Qiuben thinks this is a normal physiological phenomenon. After all, people who have used a big knife tend to move closer like pigs. Apart from eating, they sleep, and the rest is stretching.

During the period, the patient's parents and younger sister came to the hospital to see him, and at the same time, they brought love soup. The rich food was hundreds of times better than the nutritional package provided by the hospital.The patient drank the same drink every day, and his spirit became more and more refreshed.In contrast, the weight of the patient is also increasing day by day.

This day was a routine weighing day. Qiuben, his fellow patients and other hospitalized patients on the same floor lined up to stand on the scale as required, with a nurse standing on each side, and one of them was holding a notebook to record the data.

Whenever someone weighs one step higher than the previous time, the little nurse will say "Congratulations" with a smile.

Here I have to talk about the difference between male patients and female patients. If you are a female patient, if you hear 'Ah, XX-san, congratulations, you have gained X catties', you will definitely cover your face and pull your legs. just ran away.

The patient in the next bed just got off the scale, and was very honored to receive a "congratulations" from the nurse. Qiu thought he wouldn't care, but it didn't seem to be the case.

The patient said 'thank you', but the expression on his face was not very sunny.Frowning tightly, if there is no accident, the fly can be crushed to death.

"Yukimura-kun, you also care about it?" Akimoto grinned, showing malicious intentions.

In his perception, boys shouldn't care too much about their own flesh. Although girls advocate skinny beauty, if they are all really skinny, once they date girls, they will be rejected by their girlfriends , if it sounds ugly, he will be scolded as a bad face.

"I thought I had a physique that wouldn't make me fat. Who would have thought...it seems that I have recently become a taboo." When his body could not be maintained by exercise, Yukimura chose to control his diet.As an athlete, a good body weight is the most basic. He didn't expect to be laughed at by the staff because of his out-of-shape figure.

"Hehe, Yukimura-kun is too serious..." Shaking his head, Akimoto supported the patient's weight and let him rely on himself, and the two moved into the ward almost quickly.

Tired enough, Qiu Ben threw the patient onto the bed, turned around, and fell on his own bed.Wiping the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his hospital gown, Akimoto gasped, "Yukimura-kun, you are right, you really should lose weight."

"Akimoto-kun, you are quite courageous." Narrowing his eyes, Yukimura smiled softly, "It's obviously Akimoto-kun, you are so useless."

With an almost contemptuous tone, the patient stared at him from top to bottom. Qiuben looked down at himself, and indeed he didn't have any muscles on his body. As long as Bai Zhanji's figure was a slightly burly girl, he would be able to carry him like a bird, but it didn't Prevent Akimoto from using himself to compare with his patients.

Yes, the patient's figure is indeed more predictable than his, but that's also because the patient is an athlete.Which idiot would compare a clerk to an athlete? Wouldn't it be scary if a nerd like him was full of muscles?

"Yukimura-kun, have you forgotten? You are a little bit heavier than me." Stretching out his hand to compare the height of the two, Akimoto broke the jar and said, "How tall are you? You are 170 centimeters tall." He motioned the patient to look at himself, "I'm only 160 seven centimeters."

Seeing his own weaknesses as strengths, Akimoto concluded nonchalantly, "So, it's normal that I can't carry you."

"Well, that seems to be the case..." Resting his chin, Yukimura thought seriously about Akimoto's fallacious reasoning, and then nodded affirmatively, quite agreeing.

"Sorry, I blamed you, I shouldn't blame Akimoto-kun for not being able to carry me." Said apologetically, Yukimura was quite happy to see Akimoto nodding in agreement, "However, if Sanada is here, I will definitely say Akimoto-kun that you are too slack." After changing the subject, Yukimura thought of his teammates in his department who always used 'too slack' as a catchphrase.

"Sanada? That uncle's face that looks like a potted plant?" In my impression, one of the patient's teammates was named 'Sanada'. Occasionally, when his thoughts diverged, Akimoto would put the patient together with him and call them together—— 'Yukimura Sanada'.

"Well, it's true... Sanada is more serious. If he looks as lazy as Akimoto-kun, Sanada will definitely want to tighten his bones when he sees it." Taking a meaningful look at Akimoto, Yukimura continued, "Our elementary school brother His 'Iron Fist' took care of it very well."

"Uh...cough, Yukimura-kun, you talked too much today, and I'm not from your school, so your teammates can't control me no matter what." Since the patient had surgery, he became more optimistic , It's just a little bad, compared to the previous alienation, the patient now talks a little more.

"Well, it's really a pity..." Shaking his head, Yukimura fell silent, quite regretful.Moving his body, pulling up the quilt, Yukimura lay flat on his body, "I've talked too much today..."

In less than a quarter of an hour, Qiuben heard the patient's even breathing.While breathing a sigh of relief, I felt that my words were too heavy.After all, the patient had just recovered a bit of energy, so he shouldn't be fighting against him.Well, be careful next time... Thinking of this, Akimoto secretly warned himself.

In the next few days, Akimoto talked carefully with the patient while discussing the date of surgery with the attending doctor.Although there was a successful case of a patient before, the complications of different people are always different, so the preparation for the operation is much more complicated than imagined.

In this regard, Akimoto himself can't help much. He can only cooperate with the medical staff to express his subjective opinion clearly. Until the moment he was pushed on the operating table, Akimoto still felt a little unreal.Before entering the operating room, the patient held his hand and encouraged him, and he nodded and said 'don't worry', but in fact he was still uneasy.He was afraid that he would die on the operating table because he was not as lucky as his patient; he was also afraid that his patient would be sad when he saw his body wrapped in white cloth.

Although they are just patients living in the same ward, since getting along, Akimoto has long regarded the patients as half of his family.He likes patients, otherwise a lazy person like him would throw away the claw machine to chat with him.

Everyone loves beauties, and he, as a member of the Appearance Association, is no exception.If possible, Qiuben would like to take another look at the troubled face of the patient.

At this moment, the surrounding medical staff were busy making final preparations, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.It had been a while since Akimoto had been pushed in, except for the nurse who gave him a drip at the beginning, no one paid any attention to him.

Lying on the operating table, he couldn't help thinking wildly, thinking about it, he thought of a sentence he had seen before——

'Man is a knife, I am a fish'.

And this operating room happens to be the slaughterhouse, the operating table is the cutting board, and he is the fish that will be cut horizontally and vertically.

The light above him was so bright that he couldn't keep his eyes open. Qiu Yuan thought that he would not be able to sleep under such a dazzling light, but the fact was the opposite.The eyelids were a little heavy, and the blurred focus gradually became dark. When he was about to fall asleep, Qiu Ben reflected on one thing.

It turned out that the patient is not a pig, he is a pig.

The current anesthetic is really good, it can make people fall asleep in less than half an hour.Also, he should be thankful that the current medical treatment is improving, and the anesthetic no longer needs to be injected under the skin, otherwise his lumbar spine, armpits, etc. will suffer, the sourness is enough to make goose bumps all over his body.

During the operation, I didn't know it at all. Even if I woke up occasionally in the middle of the operation, I would fall asleep again because of the anesthetic.Because of this, when Akimoto opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the ward.

When he saw the empty adjacent bed for the first time, Akimoto was a little disappointed. After all, he really hoped that he could see the beautiful face of his patient when he opened his eyes.

His mind was still a little confused, and the feeling of weakness all over his body made him mistakenly think that he was completely paralyzed, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this was a normal phenomenon after the operation.

"you're awake?"

Limply leaning on the edge of the bed and sitting down, the patient didn't forget to pay attention to him at the moment.Akimoto turned his face away with difficulty and nodded.

"Do you have a dry mouth? The doctor said you can drink water later." Taking out a cotton swab, Yukimura dipped the cool water in the disposable water cup, "Now I can only wet my lips."

"I'm sorry to trouble you..." He couldn't move a finger now, and he had to trouble others for everything.

"No trouble." Smiling, Yukimura reached over with a cotton swab soaked in cool white, and moistened Akimoto's lips around it.He used very light force, and was very careful and careful, just like patiently painting a picture, doing it with concentration.

"Hey, Akimoto-kun..."

"?" Blinking, Qiuben didn't understand the sad look on the patient's face.

"What to do, I may never be able to play tennis again..."