Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle.

Chapter 135: Hospitalized Again (Subscription Request)

"Yang Ning, wake up, it's time to eat!"

Just when Yang Ning was sleeping soundly, he heard his wife Hu Yinghong's voice suddenly ringing in his ears.

"Uh~"

Yang Ning subconsciously opened his eyes and wanted to get up and put on his clothes, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stretched out his hand, he touched nothing.

He woke up immediately and realized that he was still in the living room.

The dim desk lamp emitted an orange-red light, and Hu Yinghong's figure in the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Yang Ning sat up and rubbed his eyes before he adjusted to the light in the room.

"What time is it?" Yang Ning asked Hu Yinghong, who was bending over and standing beside him with a half-knitted sweater in one hand.

"It's almost twelve o'clock." Hu Yinghong touched Yang Ning's forehead, breathed a sigh of relief when she found nothing unusual, and then said gently.

"I called you for a long time but you didn't wake up. I was about to call the hospital."

"Please don't!" Yang Ning quickly crumpled the quilt into a ball and threw it aside, looked at Hu Yinghong and said with a smile: "I'm just a little tired, there's no need to make a fuss. Look, I'm in good health!" After saying that, he patted his chest.

But at this moment, his stomach started to growl.

"Gu~gu~"

Yang Ning's face suddenly turned red. This guy was so tactless. He got angry right after he finished speaking. It was obvious that he didn't take him seriously.

"Humph~" Seeing that Yang Ning stopped talking, Hu Yinghong snorted coldly: "Just keep showing off!"

"Hurry up and wash your face and eat!" Hu Yinghong rolled her eyes at Yang Ning, yawned loudly, and turned to go to the kitchen.

Yang Ning did not wash his face directly, but walked to the window and opened it, letting the cool air outside to wake him up.

Looking out the window at the dim stars in the night sky and the few windows that were still lighted, they complement each other and together illuminate the way forward for people in the darkness.

"Why are you opening the window? Aren't you cold? What if you catch a cold?" When Hu Yinghong brought out the meal, she saw Yang Ning open the window and standing in front of it to enjoy the cold wind. She quickly put down the bowl in her hand, walked to Yang Ning and closed the window.

Well, Hu Yinghong is worthy of being a doctor, what she said is really accurate.

The next day, Yang Ning was awakened by a noise and found himself dizzy and with a headache as if it was about to split open. His nose seemed to be blocked tightly and his throat ached terribly.

He raised his head to see what was going on, but every time he moved, his whole body ached.

Then he looked around and realized that he was not in his bedroom at all.

The surrounding snow-white walls and the sunlight shining in through the windows on the wall made the room seem less cold.

There was only one bed in the whole room, and the air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

Then he looked at the head of his bed. There was a white iron rack next to it. A glass medicine bottle was hung upside down on the rack. Bubbles appeared from the medicine in the bottle from time to time. A yellow rubber tube connected the medicine bottle to the back of his hand.

"Is this a hospital?!" When Yang Ning saw the decoration in the room, he knew that he was in the hospital again.

At this time, Yang Ning felt that his other hand seemed to be held by something, so he squeezed the thing holding his hand. He looked up and found that Hu Yinghong was sitting on a stool, sleeping beside the bed, holding his hand tightly.

At this moment, Yang Ning felt a warm feeling in his heart, and found that everything he had been pursuing seemed to have taken shape at this moment. The reason why scientific researchers like him are so eager for us to stand up is not to protect more of this kind of warmth?
"Hmm~"

"Yang Ning, are you awake!?"

After feeling the movement, Hu Yinghong raised his head and opened his eyes, and saw Yang Ning staring at him with a smile, and said in surprise.

"Yeah!" Yang Ning smiled and nodded slightly.

"Great, wait a minute, I'll go find the doctor."

After saying that, Hu Yinghong fixed her hair and ran out the door.

After a while, she came in with a female doctor who was about fifty years old, wearing a military uniform and a white coat.

"Director Miao, thank you for your help!" Hu Yinghong said to the female doctor as she walked.

"Comrade Yinghong, what are you talking about? Isn't this what we doctors are supposed to do?"

Director Miao smiled and nodded to Yang Ning as he spoke, muttering to himself, "No wonder he was able to marry such a good wife like Comrade Yinghong. Judging from the scene when he was sent here in the early morning, this young man must have a great background."

It turned out that because Yang Ning was blown by the cold wind last night, Hu Yinghong suddenly felt that something was wrong with Yang Ning's body in the early morning, as if he was on fire. After touching him, she found that his forehead was a little hot, so she knew that Yang Ning had a high fever.

So she didn't dare to delay, and after calling her superiors to report the situation, she quickly gave Yang Ning physical cooling methods.

Otherwise, if the fever continues like this, Yang Ning will probably become a fool without even going to the hospital.

After receiving Hu Yinghong's report, the higher-ups quickly helped contact the hospital. There was not even time to transfer a car from somewhere else, so they directly sent the military vehicle of the troops stationed at the Chinese Academy of Sciences to take Yang Ning directly to the main hospital, which is where Hu Yinghong worked.

After arriving at the hospital, Director Yang came in person first, followed by Mr. Qian and others and President Guo, and finally even the central government called to inquire about Yang Ning's condition.

Anyway, their hospital received no less than ten calls early this morning, all from the most powerful people, and all about this young man, not to mention those who came in person to inquire.

This also made Director Miao realize that Xiao Hu, who usually kept a low profile in the hospital, actually had such a background. No wonder she was the only one in the hospital who didn't have to work overtime and could even take holidays.

It turns out that his main work is not in the hospital, but at home.

After examining Yang Ning, Director Miao asked him a few more questions, and finally said with a smile: "It's just a fever caused by alternating hot and cold. It will be fine once the fever subsides. But you still need to rest well during this period and don't get too tired!"

Then Director Miao smiled and joked to Yang Ning: "This comrade is also very lucky to marry such a good wife as Comrade Yinghong. You know, she has been busy for you since early morning and has not had a good rest until now!"

"Hehe~ cough cough~" Yang Ning was about to say a few polite words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt his throat hurt and itchy, and he couldn't help coughing.

Seeing this, Hu Yinghong quickly patted him on the back to calm him down, and at the same time glanced at Director Miao with a little shyness.

"Haha~" Director Miao smiled when he saw this: "Then I won't disturb you two anymore."

As she spoke, she walked out the door. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around and reminded: "Comrade Yinghong, don't forget to change the medicine later."

(End of this chapter)