I'm so tired...What's wrong with me?

It's so cold, I don't have the strength, and I can't even move my hands and feet...

Why is there a smell of plastic around me? I am not at home. Could it be that I am tied up?

Where am I?

Oh, by the way, I remember it, it was in the hospital!

I'm sick...

After becoming aware, Xu Xiaoqin's first reaction was to open her eyes. After raising her eyelids slightly, the first thing that caught her eyes was a snow-white ceiling. She glanced around her eyes. There was a light green breathing mask in front of her nose, and you could also see the separated light yellow curtains and several bags of rehydration in the corner of her vision.

She lay straight on the hospital bed.

After having smell and vision, sounds began to slowly appear in my ears. First, there were slight and blurry voices, and then you could hear the extremely rhythmic ventilator breathing sound.

However, the cheering sound is very light, so it should not be my own.

After mastering the general situation, Xu Xiaoqin's focus shifted from her surroundings to her.

My hands were as cold as if I had just taken it out of the refrigerator, my knuckles were stiff and I couldn't even clench my fists. I was even more delusional. The mask was tied tightly, and my face was strangled and painful. The quilt on my body didn't look very thick, but I always felt that it was being pressed tightly, which was very uncomfortable.

Her body is a machine that has been shut down for several years, and restarting is not easy.

What can move at the beginning is the hands and feet.

She had a needle and a sling on her hand. It took her a lot of trouble to move her fingers, but her toes were easier. Starting from her toes, her body was as if the weather was getting warmer and cold, followed by her legs, neck and torso. Although the range of movement was not large, it at least made Xu Xiaoqin know that she was still alive.

The half-hour inspection allowed the doctor to quickly discover her changes.

The young doctor who came to her bed was a thin young doctor. He first glanced at the ECG monitoring side, then took out a small flashlight and swayed back and forth in front of her, and asked, "I'm awake, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xu Xiaoqin didn't know whether to nod or shake her head, and she didn't feel comfortable all over her body. However, when she thought about her before, she couldn't breathe even with an oxygen mask in the observation room. In contrast, she felt more comfortable now.

She sucked in the moist oxygen and shook her head gently.

"It's good if you don't feel uncomfortable."

The doctor did not leave immediately, but looked through the various plastic rehydration bags around him, then took a record book in the exit bag and wrote something: "The situation is OK now, you can have a good rest first."

Xu Xiaoqin's memory was still there when she had just entered the intensive care unit, but she had no impression of what happened afterwards.

I don’t know if it was because of her lack of strength or because of her mask, she couldn’t speak. But she was eager to know what was going on, so she raised her right hand with difficulty and grabbed the corner of the doctor’s clothes.

"Huh?" The doctor leaned over, looked at the ECG monitoring all over, then pulled off her oxygen mask, "What's wrong?"

After leaving the mask to provide oxygen, Xu Xiaoqin immediately felt the difference in breathing. To be honest, it was probably the difference between putting salt in the cooking. Now it was not uncomfortable to breathe, but I just felt that something was missing.

However, Xu Xiaoqin didn't care about these things and squeezed out a few words: "Xiangzi...Where is my husband?"

“It’s right at the door.”

Hearing the answer, Xu Xiaoqin breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with peace of mind, and couldn't help but pull the corner of his clothes again: "What's wrong with me?"

"If you have any questions, don't pull my clothes every time." The doctor put her cold right hand into the quilt and explained, "Your immune system has problems and your lung infection is very serious. In order to keep you alive, we used the strongest anti-infective drugs, which have a greater side effect, so you are very weak now and need a rest."

Qi Jing avoided some key points, and some things are better for Zhang Xiang to say.

Xu Xiaoqin nodded and shook her head again: "What kind of machine is this?"

“…”

"I've been a nurse before, you don't have to lie to me."

Only then did Qi Jing realize that the patient was a colleague and could not hide it: "The side effects of the drug are too great, and your liver and kidneys are incomplete. This is an artificial liver dialyzer, which is used to filter blood waste."

"That's how..."

Xu Xiaoqin's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She knew very well what liver and kidney failure meant: "What disease did I have?"

"Toxoplasma infection." Qi Jing explained, "You have raised cats before, and you should have encountered cat feces infection."

Xu Xiaoqin is just a nurse, and she only has a slight understanding of many diseases. She doesn't understand why a parasite infection can cause her immune system to collapse: "What's wrong with my immune system?"

Qi Jing sighed, took one of her test sheets and placed them in front of Xu Xiaoqin.

As a nurse, she could not know the consequences of Hiv, nor could she not know the way of Hiv spread. In just a few seconds, Qi Jing captured various expressions from her face, including sadness, helplessness, and regret.

These are the most common expressions after knowing the cause of the disease, but Xu Xiaoqin's treatment method surprised Qi Jing: "Can I let my husband come in?"

Usually, at this time, the party who made the mistake would not see his other half, so Qi Jing was stunned and then replied: "I will report to the director and I should be able to let him in."

"Thank you."

......

When the relatives and friends at the door were relieved when they heard this news. If the patient woke up, it means that the condition is improving and there is still a chance. This is definitely a good thing, but after entering Zhang Xiang's ear, there was a strange change.

At least his mood is definitely more complicated than theirs.

So when he first heard this news, Zhang Xiang was stunned in his seat, stop laughing, and there was no blood on his face: "Oh, I'm awake."

As soon as he said that he realized that something was wrong with his attitude. The relatives must not know about this, especially the old mother who had just passed 70 years old. So after a while, Zhang Xiang's face had the smile he should have, and he got up and followed Qi Jing into the heavy cell.

Xu Xiaoqin was lying flat on the hospital bed. Her previous intubation had been replaced with a respiratory mask in the morning, and the ventilator had also been withdrawn. After all, pneumonia only temporarily affected breathing, and the respiratory ability was gradually recovering after the infection disappeared.

Zhang Xiang slowly walked towards the hospital bed, his mind was blank.

I saw her face before I remembered what I was going to say: "Aqin, you are awake..."

Qi Jing looked at the electrocardiogram monitoring and maintained an oxygen saturation of 98%, and stepped forward to help her take off her mask: "You talk first, if you feel overwhelmed, I'll cover it for you."

Xu Xiaoqin nodded slightly, turned her face to look at Zhang Xiang, and said with great difficulty: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay." Zhang Xiang looked back at her, then grabbed her right hand, "You'd better have a good rest and stop talking."

"Doctor... the doctor told me." Xu Xiaoqin swallowed and moistened her dry throat. "I didn't tell you at the beginning... I was afraid of you, afraid of you thinking about it."

Zhang Xiang shook his head: "Stop talking."

"No!"

Xu Xiaoqin tried his best to say this: "This matter must be made clear..."

Zhang Xiang couldn't see her serious expression the most. After a bitter smile, he could only use her temperament to bring a backrest chair from beside him and sit next to her: "Okay, you say, I'll listen to you."

The incident ten years ago was very simple, and the whole story was naturally not as dirty as Zhang Xiang thought. The voluntary scene that had been repeatedly constructed in his mind for a few hours had become forced. The void cuckold on Zhang Xiang's head was easily torn into pieces by Xu Xiaoqin's words, and replaced by the deep regret of being unable to protect his beloved woman.

"You...why are you, why don't you call the police?" Zhang Xiang's voice trembled, his hands tightly grabbed the bed sheet, and his wife in front of him gradually became blurred.

"He's dead." Xu Xiaoqin recalled the incident and the result. A big man fell down from the sixth floor, and ruined the flowers, plants and the isolation belt in the green belt on the ground floor. "It's a bargain..."

"Dead?"

Xu Xiaoqin nodded.

Zhang Xiang's mind was a little confused. He stuffed too much information into his head that day and night. He blinked and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He looked at Xu Xiaoqin, who was quite determined: "It's you..."

Zhang Xiang didn't finish speaking, and Xu Xiaoqin didn't answer either.

The two of them were lying down and sitting, just staying quietly in the heavy cell. After a long time, Xu Xiaoqin spoke, "I'm sorry... If I could have had an examination, it wouldn't have been..."

"Stop talking." Zhang Xiang had tears on his face, and he smiled and raised his chest, patted his hand on his chest, "I'm fine, isn't this good now? You're more important than anything else, just rest with peace of mind."

"Fortunately we don't have children."

"Um."

......

At ten o'clock, Wang Ting took over the work in the heavy cell, and Qi Jing finally finished his day and night. As for whether Zhang Xiang has Hiv or not, it has nothing to do with him. How long can Xu Xiaoqin live and whether there will be recurrences in the future are not what he cares about now.

He just wants to take a good shower and have a sleep now.

Of course, before resting, Qi Jing wanted to see someone.

"You finally got off work." Ji Qing took over in the morning. When he saw Qi Jing running out of the heavy cell, he took the time to lean over, "How is the second bed in the prison?"

"It's okay for the time being." Qi Jing yawned and walked towards the doctor's lounge, "But the prognosis..."

Ji Qing nodded, then looked around sneakily. After seeing the family members who were not sick, he asked softly: "She is really AIDS?"

"Um."

"Then is her man too..."

"The report has not been released yet, but it is almost the same." Qi Jing turned around and looked at him strangely, "Why are you so gossiping?"

"I was talking about the second jail in the morning, and the internal emergency spread everywhere." Ji Qing sighed and said, "She is a man, and she has taken everything down. If she had changed her, she would have had a big fuss."

"Only the parties involved know the family affairs of others themselves, and no one outsiders can tell them clearly." Qi Jing stretched, "Don't you have a car in the morning? Are you so leisurely?"

Ji Qing shook his head: "No."

"So happy?"

"I say I'm no longer what I used to be." Ji Qing immediately raised his head, "I'm going to ask Director Wang to apply for a night shift again."

"Forget it."

The two passed by the clinic and Qi Jing thought of something. He turned around and ran in and picked up the phone, and directly called the obstetrics ward: "Hey, I want to ask if Liu Xue from Bed 31 of the obstetrics department is there?"

The person who answered the phone was Huo Yan. When he heard that it was Qi Jing's voice, he immediately replied: "Qi Jing?"
To be continued...