I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 10: Not just a dream!

　　 "Sister Liu, what's wrong with this person, and become thin like this, won't it be critically ill?"

　　 "Don’t talk nonsense, that is, drinking too much, alcoholism, washing his stomach, there is no life threatening."

　　 "Isn't it right? I haven't seen people who drink too much, how could he be like this?"

　　 "Look at his eye sockets, they are so deep that they can scoop water. And the panda eyes are almost covering the entire face plate. This is the haggard, I looked at the sick patients It's no different."

　　 "Hush! Be quiet!"

　　 "I also heard that this person has moderate depression and severe insomnia. This time, I haven't slept for five days and nights, so I drank three bottles of white wine in one breath, and directly infused myself Get down."

　　 "Be careful when you care for him, don't stimulate him. Such patients are very unstable, and they will be furious if there is a little discomfort."

　　 "Yeah, so serious, so pitiful! What about his family, why didn't he come?"

　　 "Who knows, I heard that even the medical expenses were paid by his landlord first, and he never saw his family from beginning to end."

　　 "Then his landlord is really good. Ours is a premium VIP ward. We need to charge an extra 2,000 yuan a day for nursing care. For a tenant, he is willing to."

　　 "Who said no, he would have met a good person, otherwise he would control him and throw it out as a drunk."

　　 "Yeah, it’s not only good, but also rich, but I don’t know if he is a handsome guy."

　　 "You can save it, the landlord I have seen, is a woman, very beautiful, you have no chance."

　　 "No, it's a pity, why aren't you a handsome guy..."

　　Being confused, Yang Fan's consciousness gradually woke up, and the whispers of two women came in his ears.

　　Where is this?

　　 hell?

　　 He tried hard to open his eyelids with a thin slit, blurring to see what two women in white clothes were busy with beside him. The faint sounds he heard just now appeared in their mouths .

　　 "Eh, Sister Liu, his finger just moved a bit, it seems to be awake!"

　　 "Is it true that it is almost time to wake up, this has passed all night, and if you don't wake up, you should call Dr. Chen."

　　 "Xiao Zhang, you can pour him a cup of warm water. After he is awake, he should be thirsty and need to add a lot of water."

　　 "Well!"

　　 At this time, Yang Fan clearly felt that the woman named Sister Liu stooped in front of her bed and whispered: "Mr. Yang! Mr. Yang Fan! Wake up! Wake up!"

　　 "Water is coming, water is coming, Sister Liu, is he awake?"

　　 "The consciousness has been restored, but the consciousness seems to be not sober." Sister Liu continued to whisper in Yang Fan's ear: "Mr. Yang, can you open your eyes? I am Liu Juan, the responsible nurse in the 13th room , Do you have any need now, do you want to drink some water?"

　　 turned out to be a nurse.

　　So, am I in the hospital?

　　Yang Fan’s heart was calm and he opened his eyes diligently, and soon he saw the appearance of Nurse Liu Juan standing at the head of his bed, a woman with a good face in her thirties with a professional look on her face Smile.

　　 The other stood beside Liu Juan, younger and slightly younger, only about 20 years old, youthful and lively, holding a glass of water in his hand, was looking at him curiously.

　　 "Aren't I dead, how can I be in the hospital? Who sent me?"

　　 Yang Fan opened her already somewhat chapped lips and asked the two nurses in front of her in a voice.

　　He remembers very clearly that his body has been completely destroyed outside Xichu City, and his soul has also been greatly impacted in the self-destructive explosion of Xichu City.

　　 His mind is still echoing the screams of countless people before he died. Why did he not only have a physical body when he woke up again, but also in a very quiet and comfortable hospital ward?

　　Who saved him?

　　 "Mr. Yang, you must be having a nightmare. You just drank more wine yesterday and was sent to the hospital by your landlord. After the gastric lavage treatment last night, your body is fine. You Don’t worry too much.”

　　Liu Juan showed a gentle smile on her face, comforting her softly, and then introduced to Yang Fan again: "Introduce yourself, I am your responsible nurse, my name is Liu Juan. This one beside me is from the 13th room Intern nurse, her name is Zhang Shanshan."

　　"What do you feel uncomfortable or do not understand the problem you want to consult, you can tell us directly, we will try our best to help you solve it. If we can't solve it, we will help you contact your responsible physician Director Chen ."

　　Yang Fan's thoughts rushed.

　　Drank too much and was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage?

　　Familiar plot, isn’t this the way he lived before?

　　 Do I come back?

　　Is it still said that those previous experiences are indeed a nightmare he had after drunk? Now that the dream is awake and everything is back to normal, is he still the depression patient with severe insomnia?

In a short time, Yang Fan was a little unclear as to what is true and false, what is a dream, and what is reality.

　　 "Humanity will rise up eventually, my generation swears not to be slaves!"

　　Once again, the oath once remembered by countless human races, the blood in Yang Fan's chest could not help boiling again, if that was really a dream, then this dream would not be too real.

　　 "Mr. Yang, your face is a bit wrong, is it uncomfortable?"

　　Liu Juan saw Yang Fan's face red and pale for a while, and her emotions became a little erratic for a moment. She quickly asked: "Do you want to drink some saliva first? You must be thirsty just after waking up?" ?"

　　A shirt took the opportunity to pass the water cup in the hand, Yang Fan shook his head slightly, "I don't want to drink anything, I just want to be quiet now."

　　 "Okay, then we won't disturb you, you rest first."

　　Liu Juan reached out and took the water cup, put it gently on the medical cabinet at the head of the bed, and then waved his hand over the shirt without any trace, instructing her to withdraw first. At this time, Yang Fan’s mood was obviously unstable. , They still don't stimulate him too much.

　　After all, this is a patient with moderate depression. It is better to rely on him first in everything.

　　 "Mr. Yang, Xiao Zhang and I are in the meeting room outside. If you have any needs, you can call us directly, or you can click the pager on the bedside, and we will come to help you as soon as possible."

After finishing the speech, Liu Juan also exited the ward gently, and closed the door gently.

　　 "Sister Liu, why did you come out? Is it okay to leave him alone in the ward, I think his condition is a bit wrong, wouldn't it be his depression?"

　　As soon as Liu Juan came out, the shirts came together, and his mouth kept chatting.

　　Liu Juan shook his head slightly and said quietly: "Relax, I have been a nurse for more than ten years~IndoMTL.com~ There is still some vision and experience."

　　 "Although Mr. Yang's mood is not good, but he does not have death aspirations in his eyes. I even feel that his will to survive is even stronger than normal people. Such a person will never be suspicious."

　　 "Yeah it is!" Zhang Shanshan suddenly added a postscript: "I also feel the same way. When I watched him open his eyes just now, I saw the kind of infinity in his eyes. His longing and attachment, it feels like, as if he had died once, so strange."

　　 "Oh, well, don't talk nonsense here." Liu Juan raised his hand and patted lightly on Zhang Shanshan's head, saying: "Dr. Chen gave him a hangover yesterday. The injection is said to wait until he is awake before taking the injection. You will take the injection to the pharmacy and I will give him the injection later."

　　 "Well!"

　　 shirtlessly nodded and lifted his foot out of the room.

After ten minutes, Liu Juan knocked on Yang Fan’s door with a syringe equipped with injections. After Yang Fan’s answer, he slowly pushed the door to enter.

　　 "Mr. Yang, this is the anti-hangover needle that Dr. Chen gave you. After the injection, you will recover faster. You bear with it and it will be fine soon."

　　 During the speech, Liu Juan skillfully picked up the alcohol cotton and wiped it on Yang Fan’s open upper arm, then lifted the needle with his hand and inserted the needle into Yang Fan’s **** without any errors.

　　 "Hi!"

　　 Yang Fan took a light breath and hurt.

　　 "You see nurses get injections, basic medical skills have improved, and medical skills are +1."

　　 "Your body is injected with unknown drugs, the toxin resistance has improved, and the poison resistance is +1."

　　 The familiar cue sounded in his ear again, Yang Fan's eyes widened, and he sat up from the bed violently.