Chapter 793 (1/2)
The doctor soon finished the examination and came out of the ward and said to them, ”Miss sang is no longer in serious trouble. The fever is gradually receding. She just needs to stay in the hospital for a few more days to recuperate.”
”That's good,” summer solstice nodded to Sang Qi and said, ”in this way, let's go first. Nan Huaijin is here for you.”
Then she put her arm in the arm of Sang Qi and pulled him away with a smile.
”I'm not sick.”
”How to treat a disease without an injection?”
”Nan Huaijin,” Sang Yu pitifully held out his hand, pinched the corner of his clothes, and said, ”I don't want an injection.”
”What's the matter with you?” Nan Huaijin found that now as long as he and Sangyu face-to-face communication, can't help but frown.
Sang Yu looks at Nan Huaijin pitifully with big eyes.
”Sangyu!” Nan Huaijin called her name. Seeing that he was indifferent, she simply pulled out her head and pulled out the hair on her face.
He went to open Sangyu's head, which was covered with quilt, and there was a disorderly head inside.
”Afraid?” Nan Huaijin can't help but feel funny. Sangyu, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is still afraid of injection. Who knows what kind of tricks she has?
The nurse said, ”it's like fear.”
Huaigejin asked why he didn't understand
The nurse turned to Nan Huaijin and said, ”Mr. Nan, Miss sang is not willing to give an injection.”
He asked the nurse, ”what's the matter?”
”I don't care about inflammation. I don't want an injection anyway.” Sangyu's body tightly shrinks into a ball. At this time, Nan Huaijin, who is going to smoke outside, pushes the door and comes in. She sees Sangyu shrinking into a ball on the bed, while the nurse is holding a needle in her hand.
”I don't want an injection!” The nurse was embarrassed: ”Miss sang, you must have an injection in your current condition, otherwise you can't remove the inflammation in your body. If you drag on, you will become pneumonia as time goes by.”
”The injection is quick.” The nurse came close to Sang Yu with a needle in her hand, and she screamed before she touched sang Yu's number suit.
”I'm fine,” Sang Yu said hastily, clearing her throat. ”Look how loud my voice is.”
”That's nutritious water. You were short of water and nutrition in those days, so it's nutritious water for you. Now, there's inflammation in your body. This needle is anti-inflammatory.”
”Isn't the water hanging all the time?” Sangyu pointed to the salt water bottle on the top of his finger.
The nurse was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: ”Miss sang, now I'll give you an injection.”
Sang Yu couldn't help leaning in the bed and asked warily, ”what are you going to do?”
At the moment, in Sangyu's eyes, the usually gentle and lovely nurse immediately turned into a black-and-white impermanence with a life-threatening charm.
At the moment, the nurse was beside her and put the liquid medicine into the needle tube. Then she came to her with a smile, holding the needle tube and a small iron plate with alcohol cotton.
So for Sangyu, injection is the most terrible thing.
Whenever she saw the long sharp needle stick into her mother's skin, and her mother's mental health was not particularly normal when she was admitted to hospital, she yelled and even tried to resist.
When her mother was very young, it was common for her to go in and out of the hospital. When she was young and didn't want to be supervised by the nanny at home, she would do her homework and read books in her mother's ward, so every time her mother took an injection, sang Yu was watching.
Although sang Yutian is not afraid, she is only afraid of the same thing, that is injection.