The nurse helped him twice but didn't help him up. Instead, he broke out in cold sweat shortly after the operation. The drunkard was so painful that his eyes were dark and he almost fainted.

"Charger? When is it time to play with your phone?" There was not much scolding in his tone, but more worry, nervousness and sympathy.

"I haven't seen his text message yet..." The drunkard's eyes were red with anxiety.

"Who is so important? You are so sick that you never see you. You still care about her and you don't care about her life." The nurse is also a young girl who has just become a regular employee. She is young and energetic and says something.

The alcoholic was hospitalized yesterday and had surgery today. During this period, she took care of him. To be honest, she had a good impression of him when she saw the alcoholic at first sight.

After all, the drunkard looks like the most popular type of puppy nowadays. Some sickly white faces can easily arouse people's desire for care and protection. After the drunkard was admitted to the ward yesterday, the topic of the young female nurses in the hospital was drunkard.

Even the head nurse, who has always been a tough guy, whispered to the drunkard and cared about all kinds of things.

But when she learned about the alcoholic condition, she only had sympathy for the alcoholic.

"Charger, charger." The drunkard kept thinking, his pale face covered with dense cold sweat.

"Get up first, I'll give it to you later."

Hearing the nurse say this, the drunkard's mood slowly stabilized.

But he really doesn't have the strength to stand up.

The nurse went to find a colleague to help, and the two worked together to help the drunkard back to the hospital bed.

A nurse went to get a charger for the alcoholic, and the nurse just now inserted the needle and gave the alcoholic potion.

"Don't hold your hands so tightly, you can't stop the blood."

The nurse wanted to take out the mobile phone in the drunkard's hand, but the drunkard was unwilling to let go, but instead he held it tighter and tighter.

The nurse had no choice but to hold a cotton swab to stop the blood beads that kept coming out of the needle's eyes.

Soon, my colleague took the charger and charged the Drunkard's cell phone.

One minute later, the phone turned on.

The drunkard hurriedly clicked on the text message.

But the more anxious he was, the more his hands trembled and the more uncontrolled he was.

He was so embarrassed that the nurses who had seen many lives and deaths could not bear it.

How important is it to make him do this.

And how cruel the person on the other side of the phone is to not even look at him.

To be honest, there are more patients in the hospital who are more serious than alcoholics, and there are more people who are pitiful than alcoholics, but they all have people to take care of them, but he has no one to accompany him for such an important operation, and even the signatures of the family members are signed by the doctor.

He is still so young, why does he live more helplessly than an elderly person?

The drunkard clicked on the text message and carefully read the last text message sent by Qingyi word by word. His excitement slowly calmed down as he finished reading the text message.

When the phone was turned on, his eyes were still bright and there was a hint of joy in the corners of his pale mouth.

But after reading this text message, his eyes dimmed, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth slowly fell.

The nurse didn't know what he saw, and the changes would be so big.

Just when the nurse thought the drunkard was going to be sad, she suddenly saw the drunkard laughing.
Chapter completed!