12dz Chapter 315 I want to go home
Chapter 315 I want to go home
In the VIP ward that was so quiet that it seemed isolated from the world, Luo Jinxi was sleeping peacefully on the accompanying bed, with a serene face and even breathing, as if she was immersed in the depths of a sweet dream.
Jiang Chengyu sat upright on the big white bed with his legs crossed, his posture as straight as a pine tree, emitting a tranquil and profound aura.
The little choubao lay obediently on his legs, his pink face wrinkled slightly occasionally, and he made a soft baby moan, as if telling his own little thoughts.
The Qi in Jiang Chengyu's body was like a lively stream, flowing slowly through the meridians of his body. As the Qi flowed, a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually covered his forehead and neck.
Those beads of sweat were like dew on the grass leaves in the morning, gleaming faintly under the light, and then slowly slid down the contours of his cheeks and neck, soaking the collar of his clothes.
Suddenly, Luo Jinxi's dream talk was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the silence. "Grandpa, please stop talking. I don't want to hear it." The voice, with a hint of coquettishness and eagerness in the dream, went straight into Jiang Chengyu's left ear.
In her dream, Qin Haibin was standing at the entrance of the Xiaoyang Village Tunnel, gazing at her with a deep and affectionate gaze, which seemed to be filled with a myriad of emotions.
Luo Jinxi's eyes were evasive, as if he was trying to break free from the shackles of this emotion.
Then, the scene changed quietly like a mist, and Cui Jiani's playful and slightly teasing words also echoed in the dream: "Luo Jinxi, your soldier brother seems to have lost his soul?"
Luo Jinxi seemed to have walked from one fog into another. She responded ignorantly and shyly, "What do you mean my soldier brother? Don't talk nonsense."
"Didn't you see? The look in his eyes when he saw you was like a lake, rippling with waves, and his love rising and falling. It's all written on his face." Cui Jiani's voice was full of confidence and teasing.
"Cui Jiani, you..." Luo Jinxi looked at Cui Jiani's reproachful eyes and her face flushed, as if the softest secret in her heart was touched upon.
Then she pursed her lips shyly, as if mustering up great courage, and said: "You know that I only have Jiang Chengyu in my heart, so please don't tease me, okay?"
At this time, Jiang Chengyu was concentrating with his eyes closed, trying his best to heal himself. However, his left ear kept receiving Luo Jinxi's mumbling monologue from his dream. With a wave of emotion in his heart, he adjusted his breathing as quickly as possible to avoid going into a trance while healing.
As the wind in the dream blew gently, the picture flowed again, and Pei Huiping's smile, which was so bright and dazzling that it appeared in the dream.
He was holding a bag full of fruits and a bunch of gorgeous flowers, and he shouted expectantly, "Jinxi, this is for you. Will you be my girlfriend?"
Luo Jinxi stood in the cold autopsy room. The chill around her seemed to spread through her blood vessels to her whole body. She suddenly became angry and her cheeks turned red.
He said loudly: "Huiping, are you annoying? How many times have I told you that we are colleagues."
Pei Huiping's face darkened instantly, and he said unhappily, "Jinxi, what's so good about Jiang Chengyu?"
"He may be good for nothing in your eyes, but in my eyes he is a shining star." Luo Jinxi retorted without hesitation.
"He's just an outlier, what are you so obsessed with?" Pei Huiping's voice was filled with a hint of jealousy and unwillingness.
"Shut up," Luo Jinxi shouted angrily.
Pei Huiping pulled her hand unhappily and said, "You are still stubborn. I will take you to find Professor Cao and Professor Luo and tell them in person about Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji's marriage so that you can completely give up on this idea."
"Pei Huiping, let me go... I don't want to go..." Luo Jinxi's voice was full of fear and helplessness. Jiang Chengyu could even hear her rapid breathing and struggling words.
Jiang Chengyu slowly finished his exercise and turned to look at Luo Jinxi. She was clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, her knuckles were white, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, her originally neat hair became messy, and she seemed to be in great pain and fear.
He gently placed the stinky baby on the bed and carefully covered him with a blanket, his movements as gentle as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world.
Then, he slowly got out of bed and walked towards Luo Jinxi with light steps. Just as he was about to reach out and pat her, his mind suddenly emerged with the scene in the sea view villa where she had quickly grabbed him and pushed him to the ground.
The strength and determination made his hand pause in the air, and then slowly retracted. He leaned forward slightly and called softly: "Luo Jinxi, Luo Jinxi, wake up."
However, half a day passed, but she showed no signs of waking up. She was still restless in her dream, trembling all over, as if she was fighting against some invisible demon.
Jiang Chengyu was extremely worried and reached out to push her arm cautiously, but she was still immersed in the abyss of the dream and unable to extricate herself.
In desperation, he had to reach out and touch her forehead. He was shocked to find that she had a high fever and her forehead was as hot as fire.
Jiang Chengyu's heart tightened, and he quickly turned around and walked out of the room, heading straight for the duty room.
When he opened the door, he saw two young nurses sleeping soundly on the table. He didn't bother to wake them up. He quickly walked to the cabinet, opened the door with anxious and focused eyes, and searched carefully inside.
After a while, he found some fever-reducing infusion drugs and infusion tubes. He glanced around and saw the fever-reducing patch and picked one up.
After getting everything, he turned around and hurried out of the duty room, returning to the ward at lightning speed.
He placed the things gently on the bedside table, then walked closer to Luo Jinxi, his eyes full of pity and concern.
He bent down slightly and picked her up gently. His movements were smooth and natural, as if she was as light as a feather.
He carried her to his bed, put her down carefully, and then skillfully began to prepare for the infusion.
His hands were like those of a nimble dancer. He quickly and accurately hung the infusion bottle on the special hook, then carefully adjusted the speed of the infusion. He gently helped her roll up her sleeves, picked up the alcohol cotton, and concentrated on disinfecting her arm. His eyes were as if he was carving a rare treasure.
After disinfection, he picked up the needle steadily, inserted it into the blood vessel accurately, and then carefully fixed it with tape.
After doing all this, he looked at the speed of the water dripping in the infusion tube again, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that everything was correct.
He picked up the fever-reducing patch, gently tore open the package, and carefully placed it on her forehead, so gentle that he was afraid of hurting her.
Jiang Chengyu just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Luo Jinxi finally calmed down, and then he heard Choubao pouting his little mouth and making a whimpering sound.
He turned around quickly, walked quickly to the bedside, and gently picked up Choubao. He watched Choubao sucking his little hand, looking naive and enjoying it.
Jiang Chengyu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing his first smile after waking up from many days of sleep.
That smile was like the sunshine penetrating through the clouds in spring, warm and full of hope, bringing a special touch of warmth and tranquility to the ward that was originally filled with tension and anxiety.
In a quiet room in the G City Military Hospital, Mu Xiaoji was like an explorer searching for a treasure trove of knowledge, immersed in mountains of books.
His eyes were like a focused laser, fixed on the papers concerning the cases of unconsciousness.
The pen in his hand kept dancing on the notebook, recording key information and the sparks of inspiration that flashed through his mind, hoping to find even a clue from this vast amount of information, or to use his own wisdom and perseverance to develop an effective way to treat this difficult and complicated disease of insomnia.
At this time, Professor Cao Guohua walked to the door with light steps, raised his hand, and knocked on the door politely with his knuckles.
Inside the room, Mu Xiaoji was so focused on the world in the book that the knock on the door seemed like just a breeze and did not elicit an immediate reaction from him.
After a while, he responded as if waking up from a dream, "Come in." Professor Cao Guohua tried to push the door, but found that it seemed to be stuck by something, so he could only turn sideways and squeeze in.
What met Cao Guohua's eyes was a sea of books. Various medical tomes, research reports, and case analyses were stacked up, covering the desks and chairs, and even forming small hills on the ground.
He couldn't help being shocked by the scene before him, and joked with a smile: "Hey, Mr. Mu, are you moving my library?"
When Mu Xiaoji heard this, he blushed with embarrassment, and quickly stood up and started to clean up, saying, "I'm sorry, Professor Cao, I didn't have time to organize it while I was busy with my research."
Cao Guohua looked at the busy Mu Xiaoji, full of doubts, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Mu Xiaoji stopped what he was doing and said with determination: "The cause of the little monster's sleep problem has not been found yet. This is no small matter. I can't be careless at all! Every minute and every second may be critical. I must go all out."
After hearing this, Cao Guohua smiled and advised: "Then you can't neglect sleep and food! I heard from Xiao Huo that he hasn't seen you go to the cafeteria to eat in the past few days."
Mu Xiaoji gently placed the book in his hand on the table and responded, "I have a small appetite to begin with. By the time he saw me, I had already finished eating and returned to the dormitory!"
Cao Guohua smiled and got straight to the point: "I came to see you because a batch of medicine was out of stock. The manufacturer suddenly stopped supplying for some reason."
Mu Xiaoji nodded slightly and said comfortingly: "Where is the prescription?"
Cao Guohua quickly took out a prescription list with the names and specifications of the drugs from his pocket and handed it to Mu Xiaoji.
Mu Xiaoji looked at it carefully, thought for a moment and said, "Professor Cao, don't worry. I'll ask Karina to send it to you from abroad as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Professor Cao couldn't help but exclaimed: "Young people still have a wide network of contacts and many ways to do things! Thank you, Mr. Mu."
Mu Xiaoji raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Professor Cao is being polite to me."
After Mu Xiaoji finished speaking, he thought for a moment and said, "Professor Cao, I want to go home. I have been staying here for the past few days and I can't help you much. I'm sorry for disturbing you for so many days. I'll go back to Renxin Hospital. Can you find someone to take me back?"
Cao Guohua smiled cheerfully and said, "Okay, I'll arrange it." After that, he turned around and left the dormitory. Only Mu Xiaoji and his world of books were left in the room. However, there was a hint of fatigue and longing for home in his eyes.