When Jiang Lan woke up again, she was already on the bed of the hospitalization department. There was an infusion needle hanging on the back of her hand, and her lower abdomen was no longer so painful.

She lay alone in the ward with no one around.

Jiang Lan looked up at the bottle of infusion. The bottle was almost over. She supported herself and got up and rang the call bell next to her.

Within two minutes, a young doctor came in. He changed the medicine for Jiang Lan first, and then looked at Jiang Lan.

"how are you feeling?"

Jiang Lan stared at the doctor for a moment, and she touched her body. Finally, she saw the cell phone on the bedside table after the afterglow. She picked up the cell phone to type.

——Doctor, what's wrong with me?

The doctor was a little surprised when he looked at the words on his phone, but he quickly returned to normal. This was everyone's first reaction after finding out that she was a mute. Jiang Lan had become accustomed to it.

"You fainted. After you have finished the fluid, go to the doctor and she will tell you."

Only then did Jiang Lan realize that the working card on his chest was an intern.

Jiang Lan nodded, lay back on the bed, and quietly waited for the fluid to be injected.

The ward was empty and there was no one. A paralyzed old man was lying at the bottom, and he couldn't speak. Two people who couldn't speak were lying in the ward, looking particularly lonely.

Jiang Lan picked up her phone and looked at it. It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon. Her phone was also very quiet and no one sent her a message.

She turned off her phone and turned to look at the old man on the bed in the corner.

After a while, a gray-haired aunt walked in with a big bag of small bags. She went straight to the old man's bed, skillfully took out a basin and towel, and wiped the old man's body.

After wiping my body, I fed the old man again, and I was talking to myself. Maybe it was because my grandson was again by the parents, how much money my son sent back...

As she talked, she began to complain again, saying that she had never enjoyed happiness when she married him and had to serve him until she was old.

The old man couldn't speak, so he could only follow the old man's eyes.

As the aunt spoke, her voice mixed with sobs. She said, "You are so good, I have been taking care of you for eight years. Every day I think of you lying in the hospital, I still have a little thought in my heart."

Jiang Lan looked at the two old men, and tears flashed in the old man's eyes. His fingers were trembling. He probably wanted to raise his hand to wipe the tears for the old man, but he couldn't do it.

Jiang Lan turned her head and did not look at them. She looked at the sky outside the door. The dark clouds were pressing down very low and it was going to rain again.

After losing the last bottle of water, she went to see the doctor.

It was a coincidence that the doctor looked at her last time, and the doctor looked at her with helplessness and regret.

"Did you come last time?"

Jiang Lan nodded, she took out her ID card and handed it to the doctor. The doctor entered her name and called out her file on the computer.

The doctor had a little anger on his face, and she scolded: "Didn't you still have to protect your fetus last time? You..."

She couldn't find anything to say for a moment, because it would be too ugly to scold her, so she held back.

"I really don't understand what you young people are doing now. You just had the surgery and can't bear it for a month?"

Jiang Lan heard what she meant and lowered her head embarrassedly.

"You are bleeding caused by uterine inflammation, and depending on the time, you have been inflamed for several days. Why do you have to wait until it is serious before coming to the hospital?"

Jiang Lan pursed her lips and pinched the corners of her clothes with her fingers. Every word made her face hot for these private words.

The doctor also said: "Miss, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't pay attention, it will be more than just inflammation at that time. Cervical erosion may turn into cervical cancer. I'm not exaggerating."

The doctor probably remembered that she couldn't speak anymore, and her tone eased a little, "Where is your family? Have you notified him?"
Chapter completed!