reborn stepfather

Wei Heng drove the car like a rocket, racing for 120 yards on the empty Yunchuan Street.

In this way, he would look back at me from time to time with a serious expression on his face.

He is a medical student, so he can probably see that something is wrong with me after just a few glances.

In the middle of the night, Nanchuan Hospital was brightly lit.

Wei Heng slammed on the brakes and stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and the ambulance coming from the other direction just stopped, and a group of people in protective clothing poured out of it, carrying a stretcher covered from head to toe in white cloth .

Wei Heng helped me out. A little nurse came out of the emergency room, but when she saw our posture, she immediately turned around and ran in again, yelling, "Oh my god, there's another one, there's another one!"

When walking to the hospital, a gray-haired old man crouched on the side of the road and cried bitterly, holding a boy whose face was flushed with fever, "Where did the government go? Why doesn't the government care about us?"

A mess.

The confusion of various smells made my already chaotic mind a little heavier.

In the end, I could hardly tell who Wei Heng was talking to, and it became a buzzing noise in my ears, and people looked like a camera lens that was shaking violently, with shadows overlapping each other, shaking violently.

What followed was a long wait in line, and I asked Wei Heng's college classmate who worked in the hospital to help me to get a relatively high number.After the blood and urine tests, I went to pay for a chest X-ray examination. I was so dizzy that I could only lay on the chair in the corridor panting.

"Probably... the shadow on the chest is not obvious... we can't make a conclusion based on this alone...we have to wait for the results from the laboratory tomorrow... But looking at his fever symptoms...may not be too optimistic..." This was the voice of Wei Heng's doctor classmate.

"He is probably infected." The doctor's calm voice sounded scary, "According to the regulations, he must be transferred to the isolation area."

I pulled my feet up and hugged myself tightly.

"It's just possible, but maybe not. If we send it to the polluted area now, what if we are infected by other patients?" Wei Heng retorted, "Can't we quarantine so rashly before the diagnosis?"

"What if he is not isolated in his current situation? Let him go home? What if? Everyone in the building will be unlucky, who will take responsibility then?" The doctor argued with him, "Can you take responsibility? "

Wei Heng's voice became softer, and I couldn't hear it when I pricked up my ears like a rabbit, but my heart that had been hanging high had fallen to the bottom of the valley, and I let out a long breath.In fact, before the results come out, everyone will have a fluke mentality. Doubt is actually the most uncomfortable feeling.

Now that I have been stamped as a suspected infected person, I feel an incredible sense of peace of mind.

"...can't be done...it's impossible..." the doctor's voice came intermittently, "impossible...it's not that I refuse to help You... Even if jjj's son is infected, he has to be sent to quarantine... What you can do now is try to help him apply for a better medical equipment, and there are not so many infected patients , the isolation area where the condition is not so serious..."

After a while, I finally heard Wei Heng's voice, it was a low sigh.

"Don't be discouraged, I think his condition is already milder than most people, maybe not at all, this disease is not fatal to everyone who is infected... Everyone's constitution is different... To Look at the good fortune of your friend..." The doctor patted Wei Heng on the shoulder and walked out, he was hidden in a light blue isolation suit, wearing a thick white mask and gloves, He walked up to me, lowered his head to let me open my mouth, checked my tongue coating, then straightened up and said to Wei Heng, "I'll ask the nurse to come over and give him an injection later, and then send him to the isolation area. You can't go, obediently follow me to disinfect."

"Ayan is fine, I will take care of the doctor, you will get the best care and treatment, don't be afraid. Go back and find someone to help you later, let them transfer you to a better place, you feel wronged for a day, you Don't be afraid." Wei Heng spoke to me in such a gentle and careful tone for the first time, he forgot to put on his lazy and careless mask, he was so serious, he was really not used to it.

"Well, I'm not afraid." I grinned at him, and now, I'm really not afraid, but I'm still a little worried.

"During this time, if you are free, help me take care of Chi Qian." Before being taken away by the nurse, I couldn't help but confess, I think if there are still acquaintances here, I will definitely bother everyone. Please repeat.

Wei Heng's expression was a little funny when he heard it: "You'd better worry about yourself first."

I smiled wryly and shook my head, what do I have to worry about?No matter how worried I am, it won't do any good to my current situation. I don't understand medical principles, and I don't know fortune-telling. Apart from relying on doctors, I can only resign myself to fate.

"Please, don't let Chi move to a crowded place, and don't let him use cups and bowls used by others... Watch him more... Let him wear more clothes Put on some clothes...don't catch a cold...the weather in spring is the most unpredictable..." I was a little choked up after speaking, and suddenly regretted not waking him up to say goodbye to him , An indescribable sadness flooded my heart like a mountain and sea, and I panicked: What if I never see him again?What if you never come back?

My life has been rehearsed once, and now it is live broadcast, there is no chance to do it again.

Did he sleep well at this time?Will the quilt be pushed aside?Will you be scared if you wake up in the middle and find that I am not there?

Eye sockets immediately turned red.

"I will." Wei Heng was confused by me.

"Really, really, don't bother me, don't think I'm long-winded." I wanted to hold back the embarrassing tears, but my nasal cavity was so sore that my voice changed, "After all...after all The other kids have their parents around...he doesn't..."

"I will visit him often, and I will definitely take good care of him." With Wei Heng's reassurance, I felt relieved and left with the nurse.

After the injection, the two nurses carried me to another passage, which looked like a long corridor in a school teaching building. There was no light, and even the windows were tightly pasted with half a dozen white papers. There are footsteps not far away, heavy or light, urgent or slow, accompanied by a low cough, and occasionally the low voice of the doctor transporting the patient can be heard.

The clearest thing passed into the ear was actually his own heartbeat.

Puff, puff.

That beat is living proof.

A ray of light appeared in the distance, and then gradually expanded. It was the hand of the doctor walking in front pressing on the doorknob. The iron door was painted green, faded badly, and mottled, like a skin patient.The doctor pressed down hard with his hand, opened the door very slowly, turned sideways, and let the patient waiting silently behind him enter first.

Outside the door is a piece of withered and yellow grass, and pale street lamps seep into the dark corridor.

The nurse led me to a three-story old building, which no longer belonged to the hospital. It seemed to be an old community near the hospital. There was a rusty iron gate directly opposite, and a simple reception room next to it. There are people in white protective clothing taking turns guarding. The brick wall connected to the iron gate is covered with broken glass and surrounded by yellow isolation lines.

A clump of winter jasmine grows on the red brick wall, as if suffocated by the slow warm spring, each one blooms like a brocade, yellow flowers are crowded together in clusters, and the slender flower vines Probing into the wall, it seems to be the only vivid color in this barren world.

I stared at it for a long time, until the accompanying nurse impatiently urged.

When I lifted my trembling legs and walked into the isolation ward, I was thinking about completely irrelevant things. I thought, if I can go out healthy, I want to plant winter jasmine on the balcony with Chi Qian.

The moment I walked in, I just remembered that my eyes were dark, and the cold air rushed over, as if I was stripped naked by someone and thrown into the swimming pool, and my whole body was soaked in the water, even the tip of my heart was cold.

The nurse turned on the light, and under the yellow light, she took out a package of things sealed in a sealed plastic bag from the cabinet next to the door, and took me to the other side, which was separated by a plastic curtain and counted as a temporary room. disinfection area.

It was a shameful thing to let the two women fiddle with me drowsily, but not only did I have no strength at all, but the two nurses had a coffin face, as if I was just a lifeless corpse on the dissecting table. People can't even tweak the last bit.

I was inspected from inside to outside from top to bottom. After disinfection, I changed into the hospital gown. When I walked, the smell of disinfection on the clothes made me want to sneeze all the time.

This room is a suite. When you walk to the left, there is another door. When you push it open, the wooden door will make a "squeak" jjj. Once you enter the door, it is the corner of a single bed. Looking up, this room The room is full of beds, six in total, and next to each bed is a cabinet and a pole for hanging bottles. Cups and thermos bottles are placed on the cabinets.

There are only two people lying in this room now, and with me, the newcomer, there are three in total.

After injecting me with protease inhibitors, the nurses left in a hurry. I was exhausted from the torment of the night, so I just picked a bed here and rested in bed according to the doctor's instructions.

Unfortunately, after the injection, the headache subsided a bit and my nerves began to perk up again.

Being alone in a completely unfamiliar environment, I now have a sense of reality that "I am suspected of being infected by **".

One moment he was still dreaming of getting rich, but the next moment he was lying on the bed in the isolation ward.

The world is really impermanent.

The night was very quiet, without any human voices, but it was not the silent kind. There was the sound of hammers hitting outside the open windows used for ventilation.

"very noisy."

I shrank into the hard quilt and muttered something in a low voice.

"You just get used to it."

A woman's soft voice suddenly came from the side: "This is the sound of them sealing the stairs leading to other floors with wooden boards, lest we run away."

Startled, I turned my head away.

It was a young woman in her late thirties. It seemed that she also had a high fever. Her face was flushed and shiny, and even her neck was swollen. After saying what she just said, she coughed violently. At that time, a thick phlegm sound came out of the throat.

"Are you okay, can I get you a glass of water?" I think she will cough up her lungs.

She coughed so much that her whole body bent down, and she could only lift her hand weakly and shake it: "No...no need..."

I watched her worriedly.

At this time, I suddenly felt that her eyebrows looked familiar.

Wait, isn't this person the owner of the restaurant deep in the alley when he went to eat Three Cup Chicken last time?

I looked at her in surprise. At this moment, she finally took a breath and lay limp on the bed, breathing rapidly.

That's right, she is the mother of the child who will become Chi Qian's friend in the future.

Unexpectedly, he was assigned to a ward with her.

The astonishment calmed down a bit, and I turned to observe another patient. He was lying on the other side of the owner of the restaurant. Everything around him turned a blind eye.

The woman who ran the restaurant followed my gaze and turned her head to look at him, then turned back, shook her head at me, and whispered to me: "After his brother was carried out from here yesterday, he became like this."

I was taken aback: "What do you mean by carrying it out...?"

The woman smiled wryly: "What do you mean by being carried out with a white cloth on?"

My eyes widened in disbelief.

But the woman stopped looking at me. She raised her eyes and looked out of the window, muttering to herself: "...I don't know...whether I can get out alive...I My child has just turned ten years old... My child has just turned ten years old... Who will take care of him in the future? Who will take care of him in the future?"

She raised her hand to cover her face: "I'm not reconciled...I'm not reconciled..."

By the end there were tears streaming down my face.