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96 Illness (2)

Erfei's body was very good. Not to mention a fever, or even a headache. Eyebrow, Qi's minor problem has never been seen before. This made him relax and slow down to some extent, but this time it was different: the first person to find something wrong was naturally the woman next to the pillow. When Jingzi slept until midnight, he felt that the man's thighs were so hot that he felt scary. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and the heat he exhaled obviously showed a pathological abnormality.

The woman opened her eyes and pushed him a few times: "Husband, husband?"

Ai Fei had no strength to open his eyes and talk to his wife. He could clearly hear the woman's call in his mind, but he couldn't open his eyes. Although he was lying down, the dizziness made him completely unable to get up!

"Children's father" Jingzi called out several times, but the man did not react at all, but she was really scared: "Husband, don't scare me! Husband?"

Ai Fei tried hard to shake his wife's hand, as if he wanted to prove that he was fine in this way. He didn't know what was going on in a panic, but he just felt a sound in the bed. Jing Zi ran to the door in his pajamas: "Mr. Henglu? Mr. Henglu? Mr. Henglu? Mr. Henglu? Dad? Dad?"

Soon, footsteps and speech came from the corridor, which was Aizu Taro's voice: "What's wrong?"

"He, he seems to be in a coma?"

"Ah?" Aizhu Taro and others rushed into the room and touched the child's forehead at the bed: "It's so hot! Xiao Aijun is sick."

"But" But I called him, but he never responded!"

Henglu Zhongtai has some experience in this area. He reached out and felt the man's breathing: "It's nothing. The gentleman is just because of a high fever. He may be a little unconscious. He quickly prepared a hand towel for him. After soaking in water, he cooled down. I went downstairs to prepare a car and took the gentleman to the hospital."

"Ah, then, please."

Henglu Zhongtai nodded and separated everyone: "Ah, Miss Mengzi, Cultivation Master, you guys,"

The two children were also awakened by the movements in their parents' room. They blinked their big eyes and looked around: "Dad, mom, what's wrong with dad?"

"Dad" Jingzi's eyes suddenly turned red: "Dad is sick. You guys don't have to worry."

Ai Xiu was fine, Mengzi blinked and cried out with a wow: In the mind of a 7-year-old child, her father is the person closest to him. Although she doesn’t know how serious her father is, it seems very dangerous to look at her mother! Don’t just leave her like this! Hearing her daughter’s crying, Jingzi was anxious and panicked, and tears fell down her face!

Hearing his daughter's crying loudly, Ai Fei felt that his body had soothed a little, and slowly opened his eyes: "Cutezi"

The child's cry echoed in the bedroom, Ai Fei's voice was low again, and no one around heard it. It was Ai Zhu Taro who saw his son open his eyes: "Ah, he is awake?"

A word made the mother and daughter quickly put away their tears and ran to the bed: "Husband and Dad?"

"I" only felt that every breath was like a fire igniting in my throat. Ai Fei's eyes swept across his wife and children's faces: "I'm nothing, Mengzijun, don't cry!"

"Woooo!" Mengzi was still a child after all. Seeing her father lying on the bed, she no longer had the usual chats and laughter of playing games with herself and telling stories. She was even more scared. Not only did she stop crying, but she cried even more vigorously.

The helpless man stroked his daughter's hair and looked at Ah Shuishen again: "Mr. Cultivation?"

"Hika!" Compared to my sister, Ah Shui, as a boy, needs to be much more restrained. Even so, her eyes are red: "Dad?"

"This time I get sick, I may really go to the hospital. When I am not at home, you, as the oldest boy, want to help your mother."

"Ah, Hi Wei! You can cultivate yourself."

After a few words, Ai Fei felt much more energetic: "Jingzi, don't worry, I can't die."

"You guys, do you have to say such things at this time?"

He sent Ai Fei to the hospital overnight, and the diagnosis quickly appeared: acute pneumonia. Originally, pneumonia would not be considered a very serious disease, but according to the retelling of the doctor of Jingzi and his retelling, "Ai Jun was due to long-term running and fatigue, and his personal lack of attention to taking care of his body, so he suddenly had fainting caused by a not very serious disease."

Of course, this is the topic that the couple talked about when they chatted after Ai Fei's illness was cured. Now he didn't know that his body would be so seriously ill. Open his eyes, and he felt like he had eaten a strong persimmon before going to bed. However, he went to bed without brushing his teeth and resting: bitter and sour! He swallowed his saliva, and his throat was almost smoking?!

I tried hard to look around the ward. A bag of medicinal liquid was hung on the infusion stent at the head of the bed. It was sent into my body through the needle and moved my arms. Fortunately, I didn't feel very painful: "Where is the person?"

The ward was quiet. Not only was there no accompanying staff, but even the family was not here? Could it be that he threw himself here and left him alone? As soon as he thought of this, Ai Fei smiled bitterly: How could this happen?

A girl in white clothes was walking in the door of the room. The soft-soled shoes under her feet were completely designed for the patient to consider. There was no sound when she walked. Even the metal plate with equipment in her hand was held flat and stable, without making a collision sound. She gently put the plate aside. The nurse took a look inadvertently. The expression under the mask could not be seen clearly, but her eyes immediately turned into

A crescent moon: "Ah, are you awake?"

"Check! You're welcome"

"Hello." The nurse reached out and touched his forehead: "Well, the fever has indeed subsided. Ai Jun, do you feel better?"

"Thank you" glanced at the nameplate on the girl's chest: Ono Jun. I want to"

"Do you want to urinate?"

Ai Fei had a slightly red face and nodded: "Wait, can you let my wife come in?"

"Your wife? Is there no one outside?"

"ah?"

"You have been sleeping for two days. Maybe your wife thinks you won't wake up so soon and go home, right?" The nurse explained to him, taking out the urinal from under the bed and lifting the quilt: "Please don't be restrained, right?"

"Ah, no, no! I can still hold on.

So the nurse knew that this young man was too shy and... he must have exposed his body in front of strangers even if he was just protecting him. Eizulan nodded: "Okay, if you are sure."

The nurse took out a thermometer and placed it under Ai Fei's tongue: "There should be no big problem, but I still need to take a test, ah? Sir, are you awake?"

Ai Fei had a thermometer inserted in his mouth and spoke vaguely: "Well" Qie Gujun. Pingshan Jun, Quangujun, and Maohoujun, are you here?"

"Hi Wei!" Several people walked quickly to Ai Fei's bed and formed a circle, with surprise smiles on their faces: "You finally woke up, but we were scared to death."

"talk?"

"You don't know that your situation was really dangerous at that time. I heard from the teacher's wife that your body temperature was so hot, but Mr. Henglu carried you to the car and then sent you to the hospital!"

Ai Fei no longer remembered what happened that night. He heard the students tell him and realized: "What's this? Did I have no strength to go downstairs at that time?"

"I heard from the teacher's wife that this is the case." Takano Qiangu nodded, held the railing of the hospital bed and touched the teacher's forehead: "Well, the fever has really subsided! How do you feel?"

"I just feel exhausted and as sad as if I don't have bones."

"This is normal." The nurse named Ono answered from the side: "It is normal for you to have a high fever for two consecutive days, and your body is weak. But it doesn't matter. You have already subsided your fever. You will get better quickly after a few more days of rest."

Thank you, Ono Jun.”

The nurse took out the thermometer and glanced at it: "Okay. I'm sure I won't have a fever anymore. If there is anything, I can call me." After saying that, the girl walked out of the ward with a plate on her back. The voice of her talking to someone else came from outside: "Don't you go in?"

,”

Ai Fei was stunned: "Why, who else is outside?"

"Yes," the cat-backed oak looked around and looked around: "Where is Yugongjun? Why haven't you come in here?"

Originally, this time I visited Toufei at the hospital. It was the third time that the TV station had arrived in the past two days. However, he was still sleeping a few times before and didn't know it at all. And every time he came, Yugong Xun would follow him. What made everyone feel strange was that every time he stood at the door and watched for a few glances, then sat silently on the bench in the corridor, waiting for his friends to come out, and then asked about Ai Fei's situation from others.

But because every time the people come here are different, others have not noticed his uniqueness. Today, the same is true, the cat-backed oak probe came out: "Hey, Yugongjun? Why are you here?"

"Ah?" Yumiyaki looked up, his eyes turned red: "Has he woke up?"

"Awaken! Sir, wake up! Come in?"

"I" Yumiya Suzuki immediately stood up. With his steps, he immediately stopped: "I", call my mother first and go in immediately!"

"Okay, it's good to report to the teacher's wife!" The cat-backed oak grinned and shrank back: "Sir?"

"I heard it." Ai Fei pointed to the head of the bed: "Shake it for me, it's too hard to talk to you while lying down like this."

"Wrong!" Hiroshi Hiroyama smiled and shook the handle under the bed. This kind of bed was divided into two parts, each with wires to control it. Soon, the man's upper body slowly raised: "Oh, that's OK, that's OK."

Just after finishing this place, Ayumami Suzuki also walked in: "Sir, are you doing well?"

"Thank you, Yugongjun, I feel much better."

"I called me just now," and she arrived soon." For some reason, Ayumiya's speech was a little confused: "Uh, how do you feel?"

"I" is much better." Without any help, Ai Fei had to answer again, and saw the young man's eyes red: Could it be that he was worried about my body, right? At this time, he had no time to ask in detail: "How is the situation on the TV station?"

"What's wrong? Is there bad news?"

"No, sir, don't worry, the TV station is in a good condition.

"Don't lie to me! What's going on in Qiangujun?"

"Sir, we received the first news festival from the United States yesterday from "The Minutes". The program is completely the fist program of the TV station you once said. The only problem is that we are not ready to flip and broadcast it. Araki Jun told me that although he can understand some of the content of the program, he doesn't know where to start with the host, announcer, subtitle equipment and personnel selection of the program. What's more important is that because the images are completely American pictures, even if they are produced, they may not be recognized by the people: how much response such a pure Western culture can cause in Japan is still unknown!"

"Bastard!" Ai Fei roared: "What's going on with Araki Jun? This matter has been confirmed long ago. Would he think that the Americans will create a news program for us that is completely performed by the Japanese and acted as journalists and announcers? If such a question was not raised at the meeting at that time, was he unable to think of it at the time or was he deliberately making trouble with me now? Cough! Cough!"

"Sir, don't be angry!" Several people were frightened. Ai Fei was sick. It was too inappropriate to talk about such a topic at this time? Facing everyone's eyes, Takano Qiangu shrugged helplessly: Can such a thing be hidden for a long time? You don't know the teacher's temper?

Yumiya Sumi poured a glass of water next to her: "Sir, drink some water?"

"Um." Ai Fei calmed down and took a sip of water: "Is this Araki Jun's attitude? Because of this reason, he is unwilling to continue to serve as a member of the program team?"

"It's not entirely because of this." Since he has started to tell him, it's meaningless to cover it up: "There is another reason that his personal ability is indeed not enough to fully understand Americans' English speaking and make a splash. Therefore, it's very difficult to work."

"That's fine. I never thought of broadcasting the show in time, and there must be a translation and

"Sir, can I say a few words?" Yumiya Suzuki suddenly interrupted.

"Hmm, what?"

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