Chapter 341 Uncle's Care
Qi Zhijun brought a lot of food in the evening, which was prepared by the nanny at home.
The couple moved the small table to the bedside and filled the table with a variety of dishes.
The reason for doing so much is that He Shu now eats very little every day. In Qi Zhijun's opinion, the little he eats is not even as much as a cat.
How can you expect to get better quickly if you only rely on taking medicine every day and don't eat to get enough nutrition?
So today he asked the nanny to make more so that there would always be something He Shu liked to eat.
But there was such a large table full of food that Zhu Yugang only fed He Shu two bites before he said he couldn't eat any more.
Qi Zhijun habitually put on a stern face: "How can you not eat? Then tell me what you want to eat. I'll go get it for you."
"Uncle, I'm really full."
I lay in bed for several days without being able to move, and the food I ate was not digested at all.
What’s even more difficult to talk about is that he hasn’t had a bowel movement for several days and his stomach is bloated and uncomfortable.
Zhu Yu is here every day, and the doctor on rounds also asks about it every day, so Zhu Yu knows what the situation is.
He brought the soup to me and said, "Then you should drink a few more sips of soup and drink more water."
There was a cut on He Shu's stomach. Although the broken branch did not pierce his internal organs, the blood accumulated in the abdominal cavity after the operation had not been completely absorbed, so he could not use any strength.
He Shu couldn't even rub his belly as usual, and he never thought that one day he would be stumped by this problem.
Zhu Yu knew that He Shu was thin-skinned and couldn't be more restrained in front of her, so she hired a male caregiver just for convenience, but it still didn't work.
After reluctantly drinking two more sips of soup, He Shu said he didn't want to eat anything else.
Zhu Yu sighed: "Then don't eat it."
She and Qi Zhijun had lost their appetite, so they ate a few bites and cleared the table.
"Xiaoyu, I'll be here tonight. Go back and pack up and have a good sleep. If you want to come, just come with our dad tomorrow."
Qi Zhijun also knew how to feel sorry for his wife. As soon as He Shu fell ill, Zhu Yu made herself suffer.
"Okay, come out for a moment."
Zhu Yu called Qi Zhijun outside and gave him some instructions.
But thinking about Qi Zhijun's rough hands and feet and his willingness to keep a stern face, I felt a little worried.
"Can you really do it? Why don't you call the nurse over and you two can watch over the place together at night."
Qi Zhijun rarely smiled: "Don't worry, if I don't take good care of him, he will have lived to such an old age in vain."
"Okay, if you have anything, just call me, don't make your own decisions."
"Okay, okay. Got it."
Zhu Yu went in and took away all the leftovers, and saved the nourishing soup in the thermos for He Shu to drink when he was hungry.
He said something to He Shu and left the ward.
"Uncle, it's too hard for my aunt to stay here with me every day. Actually, you don't have to stay with me all the time. A nurse will be enough."
"Eat more and get well soon so your aunt won't worry about you anymore."
As he spoke, Qi Zhijun lifted up the bed sheet covering He Shu and took a look.
Although the room was air-conditioned and not cold, He Shu still felt chilly in his lower body.
"Uncle, what are you looking at?"
Qi Zhijun frowned and said, "Your aunt said you don't poop. Let me see what's going on."
“………”
He Shu felt like he had experienced for the first time what it meant to be socially dead, and his entire face turned red.
Fortunately, my uncle covered it up after looking at it for a while: "I'll try to prescribe some medicine later. If it doesn't work, I'll take it out myself."
"No, I'll try it myself..."
His uncle's words put a lot of pressure on He Shu. He took the medicine at night and stuck his butt on the potty for more than half an hour. Finally, he succeeded.
There was no need for a nurse to clean up, Qi Zhijun cleaned up the place for He Shu himself.
Then she gave He Shu a massage. Her big, rough hands were much stronger than her aunt's.
"If you lie down like this for a few months, won't your arms and legs become useless?"
Qi Zhijun pressed the button seriously, muttering as he did so: "Wait until you are well again, and you will need time to recover. I will be watching you when the time comes, and you must not complain about being tired or suffering..."
Listening to his uncle's low nagging, He Shu, who had been very awkward before, gradually felt his uncle's care for him.
He Shu was deeply touched that his uncle didn't dislike him at all. He always thought that his uncle didn't like him that much.
In fact, He Shu is a person who is easily moved. If someone shows some kindness to him and gives him a little care, he will remember the other person's kindness.
"Uncle, when I get better, can you give me some special training?"
Qi Zhijun sat at the end of the bed, pinching He Shu's feet. Hearing this, he looked up at him and said, "Huh, you still want special training? Okay, when your body is adjusted, I'll give it to you."
That night, only his uncle was with him in the ward.
The uncle, who usually behaves very carelessly and lives a rough life, would put his broad hands behind He Shu's back and rub his back up and down every half an hour.
The uncle was so strong that he could almost lift him up, making He Shushun feel very comfortable.
But after a few times, sweat still appeared on my uncle's forehead.
He Shu said he didn't need it but he wouldn't listen. Finally, He Shu could only say that he was going to sleep, and the uncle didn't continue.
I closed my eyes and lay there for a while, then heard a snoring sound.
He Shu opened his eyes and saw that his uncle had fallen asleep on the double sofa next to him ...
The next morning, before my aunt and grandpa arrived, Xiao Zhang brought a little patient to visit him.
Zhou He's arm was still in a cast, but his leg was much better, and he came in hopping on a single crutch.
"Brother He Shu!"
Xiao Zhang saluted Qi Zhijun, and Zhou He had already approached He Shu.
"Brother, is your situation more serious than mine?"
Xiao Zhang told Zhou He that He Shu had also been in a car accident, so Zhou He hurried to see him.
They are all in the same military hospital. Zhou Zhensheng has been running around in a wheelchair all day long with an oxygen tube connected to his chest.
Zhou He was left in the hospital, he was bored.
"Are you getting better soon?" He Shu smiled at Zhou He.
Zhou He nodded: "Yes, I'm almost healed. How did you get hit? Let me see where you are injured?"
As he said that, Zhou He directly lifted the quilt, and He Shu couldn't stop him.
"Hey, Brother He Shu, you also have a catheter? My dad had one before, and he urinated blood. I don't have this thing, doesn't it hurt? Do you pee easily..."
He Shu struggled to reach for the quilt, Xiao Zhang hurried over to help cover him up, and told Zhou He not to move.
Zhou He was grinning, and He Shu looked a little worried. Why was this kid so fierce? His personality was not like Uncle Zhou at all.
Zhou He is interested in everything. Ever since he knew his father's identity, there is no grudge between him and Zhou Zhensheng.
He is in an excited state every day, thinking that he will be able to take over and carry out secret missions in the future.
Seeing Zhou He chatting with He Shu, Qi Zhijun went outside with Xiao Zhang to chat for a while.
Dong Lu was also in the hospital. Xiao Zhang and Zhou He had just come over after visiting Dong Lu.
Dong Lu couldn't get out of bed for the time being. His leg injury was quite serious, and it would still affect his movement to some extent after he recovered.
However, Dong Lu did not show any emotion. He just said that he would not have to go on any missions in the future and it would be good to stay in Dadu and do logistics.
Dong Lu was also concerned about He Shu's injury, so Xiao Zhang brought Zhou He over to take a look.
