Chapter 22 I don't want to be a vegetative person

I knew that I was going to re-insert my catheter, but when the nurse lifted the quilt that I had covered in the lower body and skillfully spread my legs, she couldn't help but scream.

What's going on?

Originally, Yang Shangjun had already turned his back and took an evasive attitude. After hearing Nurse Wang's scream, he couldn't help but turn around.

Director Yang, the patient has bleeding in the urethra. To prevent infection, it is not suitable to insert the urethra again...

Nurse Wang looked at me with a dull look in confusion.

What?

Yang Shangjun was anxious and was about to look up. After considering his identity, he said in a cold tone: Maybe Director Tian was a little anxious when taking the urethra. Let's do it. After a while, check the patient's physical recovery condition before making plans.

It was so hard. I really wanted to close my eyes and not look at this face that moved me, and I also wanted to think that he would ask about Landoer's situation.

The problem is that I have almost become a vegetable, but I can't take action.

Yan'er...

Yang Shangjun sat sadly in front of my bed, stroking my hand gently and said in a moving manner: I really didn't expect to meet you in such a situation, if time could go back...

With a depressing bitter smile, my eyes moved involuntarily.

Yan'er?

Yang Shangjun captured this information in time, and his face became excited.Yan'er, if you can understand me, please blink.

I could understand Yang Shangjun's words, but I could blink my eyes hard. This discovery was not only excited, but also a little excited.

I don’t want to be a vegetative person. Since God doesn’t let me die, I will live well.

Liu Yan'er, do you know I hate you?

Yang Shangjun suddenly clenched my hand, and his originally pursed mouth suddenly trembled.

I really hate you, but after hearing the news of your suicide, my heart hurts again.You stupid man, there are thousands of roads in the world. Why do you think so much about this?

I cried, really, I can't help but cry.I know that I live in a high-care unit and that I know why Yang Shangjun personally accompanied me.

Perhaps in order to help me recover as soon as possible, Yang Shangjun kept massaging my legs and feet, while chatting with me with affectionate feelings and told me some interesting stories I encountered abroad, and not mentioning the matter between him and Tian Ximei.

There were several times when I almost opened my mouth to ask, but my mouth was still against my consciousness.The more anxious I was, the more she couldn't open her mouth.

The night seems to be deeper.Yang Shangjun's face was already tired, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang. Although the sound was very low, the extremely dissonant sound still made me frown involuntarily.

Seeing the caller ID, Yang Shangjun seemed to be stunned, and then subconsciously looked at me, and then answered the phone without a trace.

Yang Shangjun answered the phone with me on his back. Although he couldn't see his facial expression, from his low and hoarse voice, I could hear that his heart was not calm.

Thank you, Chief Nurse Lan. She can make any trouble if she wants. At worst, I will leave Runlin Hospital.

When Yang Shangjun turned around calmly, I turned my head unconsciously and stared at her anxiously.

I'm fine...

Perhaps seeing the anxiety in my eyes, Yang Shangjun smiled indifferently.She and I are destined not to be the same person...

I know that the one Yang Shangjun mentioned was referring to Tian Ximei, but I don’t know why the two people who have entered the marriage hall were so distant.

Yan'er, don't you want to say something to me?At 7 p.m., at the entrance of Central Park, I waited for you all night...

Shang Jun...

My voice trembled and I actually shouted out with sobs.

Yan'er!

Yang Shangjun was excited.

Sorry, I didn't want to let you down, but my fortune made people... I deserve this. Shang Jun, it's a punishment for heaven to get to this point...

Don't say it, Yan'er, stop talking...

Yang Shangjun's face turned stern and he grabbed my hand sadly.

I hummed inadvertently, and then I felt that I could only speak, and my limbs were still not controlled by my brain.

Shang Jun, why can't my hands and feet still move...

Don’t worry, before this, weren’t you even able to say anything?

Yang Shangjun smiled relievedly.Yan'er, you concentrate, try to move your legs or start...

I couldn't move. No matter how Yang Shangjun induces me, my hands and feet were still not commanded by my brain. In a panic, a strong sense of urine came in.

I want to know Xiao Jie, but I feel embarrassed to work hard on Yang Shangjun.A week ago, he personally urinated me, if...

If I asked him to carry the urine pot for me again, I would feel embarrassed.

Shang Jun, at home...I mean, didn’t the Cheng family find me a escort?

This is a high-end nursing room, and there is no need for outsiders to accompany you except doctors and nurses.

Alas, why did I forget this?But, I want to know how to solve it, really.

I looked blankly at the half-closed suite door. The outside was empty, talking about the nurse, not even a living thing that could breathe.

how?

Yang Shangjun seemed to see my strangeness.

Shang Jun, can you find a nurse for me?

I couldn't hold it anymore, so I had to ask with a red face.

Yang Shangjun raised his wrist and looked at his watch. I asked the nurse to come at twelve o'clock, and it was only eleven o'clock now.

Still one hour away?My face became slit obviously, as if it was very painful.

Tolerate, I can only endure. Thinking about myself naked under the quilt, I can only grit my teeth and endure it.

Want to solve it?

Yang Shangjun looked at the infusion device that was still dripping and said softly: You will urinate more frequently after getting some drip. Yan'er, if you feel urged to pee, it means your body is slowly recovering. I believe that you will be able to get out of bed and walk around in a few days.Come on, lift your butt...

Yang Shangjun actually took the bedding cushion with a calm expression and lifted up my quilt.

Don't……

When my naked body, which was not controlled by my brain, appeared in front of Yang Shangjun, my originally white face suddenly turned peach-colored.

I'm a doctor...

The doctor is the doctor. Yang Shangjun was not pretentious at all when he did this. Even when he gently lifted my butt, his face was calm as before. However, I was embarrassed and nervous and had something to do.

Shang Jun...

Because I couldn't solve it, I felt uneven breathing again.