Chapter 8 You and Me That Year
The difference between friendship and love is: friendship means two people and the world, love means two people are the world.
——Rabindranath Tagore
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In the summer of Qingnuan's junior year, the local influenza virus was raging.
The influenza virus is coming in with great force. All kinds of news media are reporting on it. Confirmed and suspected cases have been found all over the country. For a time, many people were very cautious and did not even dare to catch a cold, because the initial symptoms of the influenza virus are very similar to those of a cold. Just in case, if the fever is too severe, you will be quarantined.
Qing Nuan is so unlucky.
One day when she woke up, she felt extremely uncomfortable and her whole body was hot. She wanted to get out of bed to wash up, but she fell down in the dormitory halfway. Fortunately, there was a female roommate in the dormitory who helped her lie down on the bed, bought her antipyretic medicine, asked for leave for her, and notified her boyfriend Song Yang.
But after taking the antipyretic medicine, Qing Nuan was still groggy and had a fever, which made her roommate a little scared.
The flu virus was spreading so fast, whether on TV or on the Internet, that it was hard not to know about it. And the other students in the dormitory were out during those days, so she had no choice but to call Song Yang and let him make the decision.
Song Yang once again sneaked into the girls' dormitory.
As soon as Song Yang entered the dormitory and saw Qing Nuan, he was also frightened by Qing Nuan.
It was the height of summer and there was no air conditioning in the dormitory, so it was already quite hot. Qing Nuan was lying on the bed, soundly asleep, tightly wrapped in a quilt, and coughing from time to time, which was very distressing to hear.
"Nuan Nuan."
Song Yang took Qing Nuan's hand and called her name, and her hands were surprisingly hot.
Qing Nuan woke up slowly, but her consciousness was still fuzzy. She barely saw the person in front of her, and then she shouted hoarsely: "Song Yang, you're here..."
"How do you feel?" Song Yang asked, "How about going to the hospital?"
"I've already taken the antipyretic medicine, Kaka..." Qing Nuan replied weakly, "There's no need to go to the hospital."
"No, Nuannuan, I'll take you to the hospital right away. You have a high fever now. It will be too dangerous if you don't go to the hospital!"
This time, Song Yang didn't wait for Qing Nuan to refute. In fact, Qing Nuan didn't have the energy to refute anymore. She felt so uncomfortable that she let Song Yang toss her around.
The roommate couldn't help but remind Song Yang: "Song Yang, could Nuan Nuan be infected with... the flu virus?"
"Definitely not." Song Yang didn't like to hear her bad words, "She just has a bad cold. Go to the hospital right away."
Song Yang didn't hesitate any longer. He helped Qing Nuan put on a windproof coat, then carried her on his back, went downstairs, took a taxi, and went to the nearest hospital to B University.
When we arrived at the hospital, Qing Nuan had already fallen into a coma.
Song Yang put Qing Nuan on the cart and took her through a series of examinations. When the results came out, Song Yang was struck by a bolt from the blue.
Although the influenza virus was not detected, the patient still needs to be isolated and observed to avoid any accidents because of his high fever.
The next person to get busy was the doctor, because the doctor did not allow Song Yang to have any contact with Qing Nuan anymore, so Qing Nuan was taken to an isolation ward.
Song Yang was helpless and stayed in the hospital for a long time, but the doctor refused to let him go to Qing Nuan's isolation ward. In the end, he became impatient, irritable and angry.
Song Yang returned to school and briefly told Xu Jiarong about Qing Nuan's condition.
"Nuannuan can't be so unlucky, right? Flu virus? And being quarantined?" Xu Jiarong was also surprised.
"It's just a suspicion! It's just a suspicion!" Song Yang emphasized twice, "I was isolated just in case! Rongrong, does your father have anyone who can help go to the hospital to arrange for me to go to the isolation ward to see Qingnuan?"
"No!"
Xu Jiarong blurted it out without even thinking. In fact, even if she had such connections, Xu Jiarong would never let Song Yang take the risk.
"Okay." Song Yang was completely unaware of Xu Jiarong's thoughts. He just sighed and ended the call .
