Chapter 280 (2/2)
”Well, let's give Xiaozhi an injection today.” The nurse seems helpless, skilled to make good medicine, smiling toward Zheng Quzhi.
Zheng Quzhi suddenly became nervous and grabbed his trouser legs with both hands. ”Why should I fight first?”
I don't know that the nurse looked so thin, but her strength was great. Without waiting for Zheng Quzhi to react, he quickly and ruthlessly pinched Zheng Quzhi's arm and pricked it in.
It was like being bitten by an ant. The coolness spread all over his body. Zheng Quzhi shivered.
Soon, the nurse pulled out the needle.
”How lovely. You see, Xiaozhi is a brave child, and he is really a big brother.” The nurse seemed to be very satisfied with Zheng Quzhi's performance and boasted several times.
Zheng Quzhi is a little absent-minded, also don't know what kind of needle the nurse gives him, in this disorderly medication to his outside influence? Zheng Qu was a little annoyed and knew that he should struggle.
The nurse has gone to the marinated egg.
The stewed egg is also clever. He lay down on the bed honestly and let the nurse give an injection. He asked with a shriveled mouth: ”sister nurse, I still have to take a few injections to be good? Otherwise, mom and dad can come to see me. They haven't come to see me for a long time
”Soon, soon, soon you will be well.” The nurse took a meaningful look at the brine egg, pulled out the needle and put it back on the tray as if nothing had happened.
Zheng Quzhi frowned and asked, ”sister nurse, is my illness the same as his?”
The nurse was stunned and then laughed out: ”no, how can you think so?”
”But I use the same medicine as he does.” Zheng Quzhi tilted his head and pointed to the medicine bottle on the tray. The English language is as like as two peas.A leukaemia, a cancer, how possibly the medicine that uses can be the same?
The smile on the nurse's face froze, and soon she began to laugh again. She patted Zheng Quzhi's head and said with a smile, ”what are you talking about! Your medicine is different. Don't think too much about it
Then he took the tray and turned away.
”What were you talking about! I did not tell you, you are cancer, I am leukaemia, how to ask that kind of stupid question? ” Stewed egg some angry stare at Zheng Quzhi.
”But I think our medicine is the same.” Zheng Quzhi masked his emotion and pretended to be curious.
Stewed eggs hummed, some disdain: ”you know what ah! It's just a few years older than me. I don't know how to pretend to understand! ”
Looking at the seven or eight-year-old, it's quite like a seven or eight year old.
”How old are you?” He asked suddenly.
”Ten years old.” The flame in the eyes of marinated eggs suddenly extinguished, some sad mouth: ”next week is my birthday, I don't know whether my parents will come or not.”
Ten years old?
Zheng Quzhi couldn't help but look at the stewed egg a few times. It looks so small that he has already been ten years old? This little malnutrition
After a long time, I couldn't help worrying about the injection.
What's inside What about drugs? What's more, is this the illusion of dirty things in dolls? The background of the hospital is Is that the case of death or invalid rescue?
”When will people come here...” Or can't help but sigh, looking at his next door hospital bed, eyes become sad.
Wei Yan, how could he come in so unexpectedly?
I don't know if it's the medicine. After a while, Zheng Quzhi was sleepy. He looked at the stewed eggs on the opposite side of his eyes. Only then did he find that he had been lying in bed and sleeping heavily.
It's a little strange.