The nurse said: "You mean Mr. Feng? If he is not in the ward, he should be in the rehabilitation department."
"recovery unit?"
"Well, it's on the fourth floor of the south building."
"OK, thanks."
Yang Qianyu went to find Nanlou, feeling confused.
It's already ten o'clock, why is he going to the rehabilitation department without rest?
Is it because you feel unwell?
Thinking about his dilapidated body, he should have taken a good rest, but not only have he not had time to recuperate these days, he also has to run around, stay up late, be tired, and worry...
Her heart became more and more anxious, and she involuntarily quickened her pace.
When she found the rehabilitation department, she saw a familiar figure through the tempered glass door. Her rapid steps suddenly stopped, and she stared at the person quietly.
It turns out... he wasn't feeling unwell, he was seizing a few moments of free time late at night to undergo rehabilitation treatment.
Three doctors surrounded him, one who looked older should be the attending doctor, and the other two younger ones might be rehabilitation therapists.
Feng Moyan wore rehabilitation equipment on his legs, and there were protective bars on both sides of his body. Some data indicators were displayed on the screen on one side of the equipment, which looked very profound and complicated.
With the help of external force and the support of doctors on both sides, his entire body maintained an upright posture.
But it can be seen from the tight and stiff state of his upper body that despite all the external assistance, this simple standing movement is still difficult for him.
As the attending doctor gave orders, his left and right legs took turns making some extremely simple movements.
But even those simple movements are very difficult and slow.
He tightly grasped the armrests on both sides of the equipment with both hands, and both arms were shaking violently when he was nervous and exerting force.
Yang Qianyu stood at the door and stared blankly for a long time.
During this period, I got used to seeing him sitting in a wheelchair. Today I suddenly saw him standing upright, and I was shocked to realize that he was so tall. Even his back view could give people a sense of strength and reassurance.
But she didn't know if she should go in.
Because Feng Moyan had been undergoing rehabilitation treatment for a while, but he never mentioned the details to her, nor complained about the hardship, presumably because he did not want her to know how embarrassed and powerless he felt during rehabilitation.
Perhaps it was because of pride, or because he didn't want her to worry.
And she was occupied with all kinds of things these days, and she didn't think about how difficult it was for him to undergo rehabilitation, until she accidentally bumped into it today. This scene hit her heart hard, making her nose feel sore, and she almost shed tears.
Since he doesn't want to know, then she can continue to pretend not to know.
After adjusting her mood, she turned around and was about to leave when she suddenly heard a terrifying sound inside.
She was startled, and suddenly turned around, and saw the tall, thin man falling down in embarrassment and kneeling on the ground. The two young doctors tried their best to help him several times, but failed to pull him up.
The woman's heart contracted tightly, her eyes stared at the person inside, and she secretly encouraged him - come on! Persevere! You will definitely be able to stand up!
Feng Moyan, who fell to his knees, struggled hard for a while and finally stood up again with the help of the doctor.
She also breathed a sigh of relief, and when her cheeks relaxed, her cheeks trembled slightly.
The attending doctor was talking to him, but he didn't know what he was talking about, so he shook his head.
Although Yang Qianyu didn't hear their conversation, she could still imagine what Feng Moyan meant by shaking his head.
The doctor must have told him to rest, but he refused and continued to practice.
Being strong, stubborn, unwilling to admit defeat, and not even letting himself go when he is ruthless - this is Feng Moyan's nature.
She didn't want to go in and disturb him, to reveal his embarrassing and difficult side, but she couldn't stand idly by when she saw him messing with her body like this.
As he continued to train, Yang Qianyu gently opened the door and entered.
When the doctors saw her and were about to speak, she shook her head and stopped them.
The attending doctor was also smart and immediately understood Yang Qianyu's identity, and his expression became more relaxed.
It's just the right time. If they can't persuade you, there will always be someone who can.
Otherwise, if you continue training like this, you may cause secondary damage and the gain will outweigh the loss.
The two young doctors walked away quietly under the instruction of their teacher's eyes.
Feng Moyan stood alone by the equipment and continued training according to the prompts on the screen.
In the coldest month of winter, the air conditioning was not turned on in the recovery room, but he was sweating profusely. The tip of his nose and lower jaw drooped, and the sweat condensed into beads and rolled down.
Yang Qianyu walked to and stood beside him.
When she got closer, she saw what was displayed on the screen of the instrument.
It turns out that the electrodes worn on his legs can feed back the activity of the muscle groups in his legs to the host in a timely manner, so as to better judge the recovery of muscles and nerves and to prescribe appropriate medicines for the atrophied muscle groups and degenerated motor nerves.
In fact, Feng Moyan has been doing this training for some time, but the effect is slow.
Originally, he was not in such a hurry and knew that rehabilitation training did not happen overnight.
But with so many things happening recently, his mentality has gradually become anxious, hoping to get better soon, hoping to return to normal, hoping to provide constant protection to the people he cares about.
He gradually hated his useless state.
An action was repeatedly prompted on the screen. Because the amplitude was not up to standard, the machine did not receive feedback, so it kept reminding "Try it again." He repeated it patiently at first, but when he still failed four or five times, his face became obviously angry.
meaning.
He was completely focused on competing with the machine and himself. He was so focused that he didn't even notice Yang Qianyu, who had been standing aside for a long time.
Until he ran out of strength and could no longer hold his breath, his legs gave out and he fell down again!
"careful!"
Yang Qianyu had been sweating for him for a long time. When she saw him suddenly falling, she quickly walked around the guardrail and hugged him head-on.
But Feng Moyan fell down from exhaustion, like a drunken person puddled in mud, with no support at all. Her thin body could not withstand it.
As a result, Yang Qianyu was forced down by him and used as a meat pad.
Her facial features were so painful that she shrank into a ball, but after she fell down, she still looked up at him immediately and asked, "Are you okay?"
Feng Moyan was stunned and stared at her for a few seconds before asking in disbelief: "Why are you here?"
The next second, he quickly pulled her to sit up and touched the back of her head with his big palm, "Did you hit her? Are you hurt?"
"No..." After she sat up, she didn't care about her back, which was numb from the pain. Instead, she pulled Feng Moyan and looked up and down, "How are you? Did you fall on your leg again? Does it hurt?"
If Feng Moyan's legs could feel pain so easily, that would be a good thing.
"I'm fine..." he responded, staring at the woman. For some reason, he suddenly got angry, "Are you stupid? Who told you to rush at me? Look at the equipment here. What if you get hurt if you hit it?
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Yang Qianyu was stunned. Before she could recover, she was suddenly scolded severely by him. She was stunned and looked at him with big eyes.
Feng Moyan became even more angry, "Why are you glaring at me? Did I say something wrong?"