"Okay, I see that you are in great health. When the doctor comes for a ward check tomorrow, you can tell the doctor about your discharge."
This little ancestor should leave the hospital as soon as possible, if he continues to stay here.
The nurses felt that everyone at their nursing station would be skinned.
I don’t know how virtuous such a person is that he can have such an outstanding man by his side.
It's just that the man was a little scared when he got angry.
When Qin Anan was sent over that day, his expression made people wonder whether he would directly destroy the ward in the next second.
But he is so gentle.
When a colleague came in to help Qin Anan change his wound, the man just stood by and patiently let Qin Anan eat.
The colleague's hand shook, and the strength on his hand became a little stronger, and the man immediately looked over with a cold look.
I was so frightened that my colleagues didn’t drop their things and left on the spot.
"I see."
She moved her wrist a little. Although it was still a little painful, she could still move it.
"That's good."
Just as the bottle of water was finished, the nurse pulled out the needle on her hand and left the ward.
Perhaps it was because of the medicine in the intravenous drip, but now she just felt a bit bitter in her mouth and wanted to pour water. For a moment, she forgot that her hands could not lift gravity.
"Clang!" a sound.
The kettle fell from his hand, hot water continued to gush out, and it fell to the ground, steaming.
Just when she was about to ring the nurse bell and ask the cleaning aunt to clean it, a figure suddenly rushed in front of Qin Anan. It was the little girl just now. When she looked at Qin Anan, she asked in disbelief:
"Teacher, are you planning to burn yourself to death with hot water?"
Qin Anan:......
"I'm not trying to burn myself to death."
"But I saw it, teacher, you were going to reach out and touch the hot water on the ground."
Qin Anan:......
Ding Zihan’s kid is not like this, really not like this.
The rest area of the hospital is full of people coming and going.
"So, teacher, are you planning to pour yourself a glass of water? Are you really planning to burn yourself to death?"
Ding Zihan's voice rose an octave, clearly suspicious.
"I really plan to pour myself a glass of water. Have you ever seen a person who wants to burn himself to death and pours water on the ground? Wouldn't it be better if he poured it directly on his body?"
Qin Anan also found it a bit funny.
"It seems to be the same thing."
After Ding Zihan finished speaking, he tilted his head and showed a smile. Soon, as if he remembered something, he stood up.
"Teacher, are you thirsty? Then I will buy water for you."
"No, I'm not thirsty now."
The bitter taste in my mouth has gradually dissipated.
Qin Anan didn't want to drink water that much anymore.
"No, if you are thirsty, you must drink water, otherwise, your throat will become uncomfortable."
Before Qin Anan could say anything, the little girl had already trotted towards the vending machine not far away.
The baggy hospital gown was not ugly at all when she wore it, but instead revealed a slight youthful atmosphere as she walked quickly.
People can't help but sigh: It's great to be young.