Feeding equation

A high fever after an injury is always inevitable, and it will be a week before I completely recover from the fever.

I really don't know how I spent this week.In the hospital, a place full of bad impressions, I stay in the ward every day without even going out, the range of activities is restricted, and even my freedom is confined to the bed.But these are not the worst situation. If you count the worst situation with your fingers, it will naturally be the one that cannot eat.

When I was young, I always heard people say: People live to have a mouth.This sentence is nice to say that "food is the first thing for man".But since I entered the hospital, my feudal thinking has been completely beaten to death with a stick.To be honest, I still don’t understand the principle of living only by injecting nutritional injections. For a person who doesn’t understand medicine, this is simply anti-humanity and anti-science!

So cruel!

Fortunately, after this week, under the guidance of the attending doctor, I can finally eat some liquid food today.But the sad thing is that although I can eat and drink independently, the sadness of food restriction has made my desire to eat pickled melon a luxury now.

So miserable!

Thinking this way in my heart, I buried my head deeply in the pillow in frustration.

It's like going to eat a big meal!Regardless of steaming, frying, frying, it is best to have more than one hundred dishes for each cooking method.

Thinking of those delicious dishes, I didn't realize that my saliva was about to flow down. I "sucked" subconsciously, and swallowed the unsatisfied saliva hanging in my mouth into my throat.At this time, a voice beside me that was so familiar that it was almost disgusting interrupted my fantasy in time.

"One last bite, Mr. Hai." Yue Sen stretched out a bowl as big as a grown man's fist in front of me, and held the last spoonful of white porridge to my mouth.

I turned my head to look at him subconsciously, only feeling my brow twitch sharply.

"Yue Sen, I said you don't need to do this level..." As he spoke, he grabbed the spoon and put it in his mouth.Eating fragrant glutinous white porridge will only make people more and more greedy, but even so, I want to use it to satisfy my hunger.After all, having something to eat is better than nothing.

Seeing that I ate all the porridge, Yue Sen cleaned up the bowl expressionlessly.For a week, he was basically taking care of me.I know that although Wu Si was acquitted, he has no time to visit me because of his affairs, and Yue Sen, who I know well, seems to be the best candidate for Wu Si to be by my side.In name, I take care of the wounded, but to put it bluntly, Wu Si just wants to spy on me.Although the purpose of this monitoring is somewhat unknown.Maybe... is it because I'm afraid that I will turn against you?

But to be honest, seeing Yue Sen's expressionless poker face, no one would have thought that his ability to take care of people is really amazing.If he hadn't strongly stated that he had never studied nursing, I would have almost compared him with those professional nurses in the hospital.

When I thought of this, I turned my head and glanced at Yue Sen.At this time, he was heating milk for me. He poured the cold milk into a glass and heated it in a microwave oven. The fragrant hot air filled the whole ward, and the unique mellow aroma of milk made people feel fascinated.

It seems that he specially went to consult with my attending doctor in the morning, so that I can drink some milk to regulate my stomach a bit.I really didn't expect him to be so careful. I thought he had been with Wu Si for a long time, and he would have evolved into an ultimate cold-faced killer with a poker face. Who knows that he is running in the opposite direction now.This reminds me that Wu Si usually stays in his bachelor apartment. Is it possible that Yue Sen will cook in an apron and take care of him personally?

The microwave oven in the ward suddenly started beeping, and the sound sounded abrupt in an unusually quiet room.Yue Sen put on orange cotton gloves and brought the hot milk to the dining table in front of me, and the hot breath rushed towards me.

"Yue Sen, is it possible that you like Wu Si? As a secretary, you seem to have mastered things beyond the scope of your authority."

One of my worst problems is that sometimes I can't control my mouth.What was thinking in my heart just now, I said it out of my brain at this moment.It is true that the water spilled by the words can not be recovered, so when I realized what I said, I hurriedly pretended to smile in embarrassment, and my expression was as relaxed as possible.

"I'm joking." Even though he said this, he still noticed that Yue Sen's eyes widened in surprise.This is simply a special case in his poker face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. I suddenly thought that when Yue Sen drove into the workshop that day, was attacked by shells, surrounded by the enemy, and shouted "there is a policeman", he also There was no such expression.

I look down.Could it be... I guessed right...

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I suddenly felt struck by lightning.

What is this called? !

"Haha!" I laughed a little awkwardly, looking away to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere.When he turned his head and saw the milk on the table, he quickly picked it up and took a sip.

sky!ah!

"Oh! It's hot...cough cough cough..." The milk that was poured into my mouth, as soon as I swallowed it, I felt a strong burning sensation in an instant. I couldn't control it, and spit it all onto the quilt.

Yue Sen who was standing next to me saw that I was scalded by the milk, so he quickly came over to take the milk in my hand, and promptly brought a glass of cold water to me from the cupboard beside him.The speed is so fast that it is definitely possible to participate in the global competition finals.

What does it mean to be self-inflicted can't live, it's probably talking about people like me.

The tongue that was injured by my mistake was so red and swollen that it was a little peeled off. When I touched the palate with my tongue to feel it, I almost burst into tears from the pain.

Yue Sen who was beside me saw me like this, and while saying something very plain like "Mr. Hai, why are you so careless", he bent down and quickly changed the sheets for me.When he reached out to help me untie my soiled hospital gown, I pushed his hand away with some vigilance.

"You don't care about me (you don't care about me)!" I yelled vaguely.I thought to myself that this person is really sick, and they all said not to do this to this extent!

While arguing, there was a knock on the door at this moment, and when we all subconsciously turned around to look, He Sang'an's voice sounded at the right time.

"Why did you open the door so slowly?" He Sang'an came in with a large basket of fruit, looked at Yue Sen who opened the door for him, then turned his eyes to me with a smile, "Brother Xi, how are you feeling today? "

I smiled in embarrassment and didn't speak. I lowered my head and went to talk about the hospital gown that Yue Sen hurriedly put on for me just now when He Sang'an knocked on the door.

"He was scalded by milk!" Yue Sen said in a very flat and unremarkable tone.My brows twitched, and when I turned my head, I saw He Sang'an's unmovable face staring at me.

These days, He Sang'an would run towards me when he had nothing to do. According to him, he came to visit me on behalf of the individual and the group.Because judging from my current physical condition and the location of the injury, he knows that I will never allow other people to know everything I have encountered.But the surprising thing is that although the vast majority of people in the Red Gang already knew that I was injured by Leopard Tang Zhang Yude, they didn't know the exact extent of my injury. All the people present were silent. Not only did they not eagerly discuss that I was insulted by Zhang Yude, but they praised me for "saving Shao Wu's life with my own body in danger".

But when I "saved Wu Shao's life with my own body in danger", I really don't know.Could it be that everyone in the Red Gang thought I was injured to protect Wu Si?What a bunch of fools!Although I have never paid much attention to the fact that most people in the Red Gang hate me, the attitude of these people towards me has changed, which still makes me feel a kind of inexplicable relief in my heart.

Anyway, it is better to greet others with a smile than to speak ill.

Thinking this way in my heart, I gradually came out of the pessimistic and negative emotions caused by inhuman treatment a few days ago.Suddenly, I realized, ah, my world is still the same as before, it hasn't changed at all.And the few people present who had seen me being abused, instead of despising and laughing at me because of it, they all tried their best to comfort my heart, which made my bad mood recover gradually like the injury.

After all, I am also a positive and optimistic person.In this world, how many hurdles can there really be that cannot be overcome?

After hearing Yue Sen honestly report to He Sang'an that I was scalded by milk, I almost hated Yue Sen to death.I can't help but raise my head and stare at him with the most fierce eyes, so as to warn him not to embarrass me in front of others again.

The bastard!I'm not a child, the saying of being scalded by milk is the same as saying that I am mentally handicapped and imbecile!What a hateful word!

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