Yan Qing gradually woke up, and his mind was filled with three philosophical questions.
He smelled a slightly pungent smell of 84 disinfectant. In his previous life, before he committed suicide by swallowing an overdose of medication, he often visited hospitals and was very familiar with and accustomed to this smell.
He slowly opened his eyes and gradually adapted to the intensity of the light source. It was obvious that the half near his hospital bed was slightly darker. He speculated that the nursing staff had only turned on the LED ceiling lights in half of the room.
The hospital bed is not lying flat. The upper body is slightly raised by the electric hospital bed. You can see that you are covered with a white quilt. There is a badge pattern printed on the corner of the quilt. The main body of the seal is the main perspective of a hospital building, with matching surroundings.
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Yan Qing felt a chill on the top of his head, and the position from his forehead to the back of his head had been fixed by a medical gauze bandage or something.
With some effort, he turned his head and looked at the balcony window on the right side of the ward:
There was a sofa on the side near the window of the ward. A girl with a bob haircut was curled up on the sofa with her arms folded and her head lowered. She seemed to be asleep.
Yan Qing could feel that the movements of his body, hands and feet were not restricted, and he was not being infused with fluids or oxygen. There was pain in his head, but it had been weakened to a threshold that he could tolerate.
Yan Qing reached out and touched the control button of the electric hospital bed. He was very skilled in the operation of this kind of hospital bed, and planned to further raise the position of the shoulder support part of the hospital bed to make himself more comfortable.
The crisp buzzing sound of the electric motor woke up the girl curled up on the sofa.
"Brother Qing'er! You, you're awake."
Yan Qing continued to look at the girl in front of the window.
"This is probably "my" assistant...Miao Miao, you have to remember to call her "Xiao Miao""
Yan Qing put this girl with a lace collar, rubbing her red and swollen eyes, her expression a little aggrieved and cute, and her voice with a nasal sound or a cry, and the little assistant Miao Miao in the previous video of the Qingyu case.
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"Well, I'm awake, don't cry. I'm not fine. Little cat, I've arrived at the hospital. The doctor must have done a good examination and treatment. You should know my condition better than me. I'm fine, just
Just some flaws. Look..."
Yan Qing looked at Miao Miao's expression, and while coaxing the girl by choosing a nickname for Miao Miao that fit Yan Qing's identity, he quickly stretched out his hands to show that he was in good condition.
"I wasted my life, this little injury is nothing."
Yan Qing is actually quite open-minded.
Upon seeing this, Miao Miao quickly stood up and leaned in front of Yan Qing's hospital bed, pressed his hand back into the quilt, and then told him about the situation after coma.
Miao Miao had been waiting backstage for Yan Qing to step down. After the sudden explosion of the guitar, she was called into the Magpie Bridge channel by the program team. Then she was accompanied by Yi Yi, a doctor from the Medical Office of Pearl TV and a person named Liu from the program team.
The assistant director sent Yan Qing to Huashan Hospital Affiliated to Shanghai Aurora University.
After admission, the doctor conducted a detailed examination on Yan Qing, including brain CT and MRI, which confirmed that Yan Qing had no intracranial bleeding or concussion, and the examination results were all normal.
In order to facilitate the treatment of the trauma on Yan Qing's head, the doctor gave him a hair style that was close to bald.
After debriding a total of two wounds on Yan Qing's head, Miao Miao made the decision and asked a doctor from the Department of Dermatology and Plastic Surgery of Huashan Hospital to sew eight stitches with the finest cosmetic needles. There was only a lot of bleeding, but luckily the bleeding was stopped.
The debridement and suturing were done promptly.
After the doctor finished handling and issued some routine medical instructions, he calmly told Miao Miao and others that this dizziness was just the body's self-protection mechanism. Yan Qing would wake up in a few hours, and he could be discharged from the hospital and go home on his own.
After resting, Miao Miao was asked to take the patient to a professional dermatologist to remove the sutures after seven days, so that basically no scars would be left on the head.
After confirming that Yan Qing's problem was not serious, Liu Mingren, the deputy director of Shanghai Pearl TV's program team, took the doctor from his Taiwan Medical Office back to Taiwan for a meeting.
At two o'clock in the morning, the nurse at the night shift nurse station came over and said that the door had to be locked and that only one person was allowed to stay with her, so she finally forced Yi Yi away.
When Miao Miao said this, she suddenly thought that she still had something to do, so she took out her mobile phone while continuing to talk to Yan Qing.
"Well, I have to tell Yi Yi that you have woken up and promised her, otherwise she will never leave.
Brother Qing'er, I just found out today that you two have such a good relationship. She and Wang Wanxi have not returned to the stage. I heard from Director Liu that when the third male guest came on stage, three new female artists took their place.
Director Liu even said a lot of sorry and sorry words to me.
But the person who should really say I'm sorry didn't even take a look. Really, Brother Qing'er, how much hatred is there, we don't even know her, why would she be so cruel."
Miao Miao had just finished sending the message to Yi Yi, and her tone, which was already soft and waxy, started to sob again.
"We're not excited, Xiaomiao, Xiaomiao! Just like I knew Yi Yi, I also knew her before I met you.
It happened a long time ago, so don’t mention it. What time is it now? Is it almost dawn? If you tell me about our next itinerary, my mind is still a little confused. "
After Yan Qing lost control of his body and got injured, he probably understood some of Weng Huaijing's reactions.
The original owner of my body probably has a deep bond with the ponytailed girl Weng Huaijing.
Rosemary is sharp, decisive, resolute, even a little ruthless.
Even now, looking back on all the impressions he had of Weng Huaijing, he was still a little scared. It was quite cruel, but it didn't go as far as resentment. After all, only those who have died once know how precious it is to live healthily.
"Brother Qing'er, it's almost seven o'clock. It's already dawn outside. I'll open the curtains for you." Miao Miao turned off the lights in the ward and opened the curtains.
It was approaching seven o'clock, and the sun in the Shanghai Sea had already jumped out of the clouds, spreading light and heat diligently and shyly around the Shanghai Sea.
Miao Miao stood in front of the window, stretched out, turned her head and exposed two small tiger teeth, and continued to say to Yan Qing:
"It turns out that we were scheduled to take the flight back to the Imperial Capital at 10 o'clock this morning. I asked the doctor last night and the doctor suggested that we try not to take the flight if we are in a hurry to return.
It is said that when the plane takes off and lands, the air pressure inside the cabin changes greatly, which can easily cause the wound you just stitched to burst out again.
I will keep our air tickets, brother Qing'er, this time we will take the high-speed rail back to the imperial capital."
Yan Qing nodded and looked at Miao Miao in front of the window, who had never slept well but tried her best to show herself that she had regained her vitality. There was a place in her heart that suddenly became soft.
"Xiao Miao, let's book the high-speed train back at about the same time, and then have a good rest when we get home. Thank you for your hard work, I made you worried."
"It's not hard. Brother Qing, if you do well, everything will be fine with me." Miao Miao shook her head and took out her mobile phone to book high-speed rail tickets. At the same time, she continued to talk to Yan Qing:
"Well, I booked a train departing from Shanghai at nine o'clock. This is super fast and can be reached in four and a half hours. I also booked a special train home from Didu South Station.
By the way, Brother Qing'er, the program team will probably contact us again today.
I watched Whispers, and the program team Lanv of "Star Language Silk Road" announced that you and that person have successfully partnered, and there will be at least two pilot episodes to do together.
The program is edited and recorded in the main column Xingyu Silk Road, and then there will be an exclusive sub-channel of our program on Whisper Video to play the complete version. The renewal will be confirmed based on the on-demand performance and the comprehensive evaluation of the program team.
"Star Language Silk Road" still settles with us in the form of announcement fees. For sub-columns, the subscription on-demand fees will be divided between our studio, that person, Whisper Video, and Pearl TV. Brother Qing'er, we will still have to pay later.
Then continue doing this show, but I promise, I will stand in front of you in the future."
As Miao Miao spoke, she walked back to Yan Qing and looked into his eyes seriously and emphasized again slowly:
"I will definitely stand in front of you in the future."
Yan Qing looked at the girl's red and swollen eyes and the tears in her eyes. He was moved and a little distressed, so he reached out and rubbed Miao Miao's head.
"Then you have to take better care of yourself. How can a little one protect me?
Let's go, go through the discharge procedures, then let's have something to eat and catch the high-speed train home."
Miao Miao sternly went through the discharge procedures for Yan Qing. At the same time, she did not forget to report to Yan Qing that Mingzhutai had fully paid the medical expenses when she was admitted.
After successfully completing the formalities, he led Yan Qing to have breakfast, returned to the hotel to pick up his luggage, and helped Yan Qing change into a hooded cardigan and sweatshirt, saying that he could put the hat on to slightly cover his body that was wrapped in layers of gauze bandages.
Apply tightly to the forehead and back of the head.
The two successfully boarded the high-speed train.
When passing through the security check, Yan Qing finally had the opportunity to see his ID card, which showed his birth date in the imperial capital was 1988-08-29.
After getting in the car smoothly, Miao Miao was scrolling through a social software similar to the style of Yan Qing's previous life scarf, and updated Yan Qing from time to time on the follow-up situation.
Both Yi Yi and Wang Wanxi contacted her.
What Yi Yi replied was that she had just woken up and it was too late to rush over to see him off so that Yan Qing could recuperate. She had to catch up on several other announcements and would go back to the Imperial Film Academy before the semester started. Then she would meet Miao.
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Wang Wanxi, while greeting Yan Qing, also mentioned that she would talk to Miao Miao through Chutian Music in the next few days about licensing the copyright for the cover of "The Beginning of Autumn".
Yan Qing sat in her seat, watching Miao Miao's fingers jumping nimbly on the phone, and her heart became alive:
"After a four-and-a-half-hour drive, I can also learn about some things in the world through my mobile phone, which not only kills time but also helps me master some information."
After Yan Qing was discharged from the hospital, she never found a mobile phone, wallet or other items on her body. Even her ID card was taken out by Miao Miao when she entered the high-speed rail station. It is reasonable to speculate that Miao Miao should have placed it with her.
Yan Qing, who was planning in his mind, stretched out his hand to Miao Miao: "Xiao Miao, please get my mobile phone for me."
After Miao Miao heard this, she raised her head and paused her travels in the world of whispers. She looked sideways at Yan Qing, her expression a little confused, and she hesitated to speak. In the end, she didn't say anything. She lowered her head and took out the bag she was carrying.
He took out Yan Qing's cell phone from a separate compartment in his schoolbag and handed it to Yan Qing's open palm.
"No, your mobile phone still has power."
Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, but still reached out to take the phone, and couldn't help but get closer and take a closer look.
This is a silver-colored mobile phone with a strong sense of design that can be described as extremely simple and integrated with the beauty of industrial design.
In Yan Qing's previous life, such mobile phones were commonly called "old people's phones", and more elegantly, they could be called "functional phones".
Judging from the appearance, this mobile phone has been well taken care of by its users and is still in very new condition. When Yan Qing pushed down the silver-white lower cover, the exposed imprints of the keyboard keys had been worn to the point of disappearing, which showed that it had been in service for a long time.
It's been very long.
Yan Qing operated the phone as usual, trying to find some information from the calendar and call history in the menu.
The calendar on the screen clearly shows: 2019-08-11 Sunday is the third day after the beginning of autumn on the 11th day of the seventh lunar month.
The call records are almost all records of incoming and outgoing calls with Miao Miao.
Yan Qing thought for a moment and returned the phone to Miao Miao for safekeeping. He collapsed on his seat and gave up completely.