Erosion

Chapter 17 Corrosion
Zhang Wanqiu would come every day to measure Jiang Shan's blood pressure, body temperature and other basic checks. The important thing is that Jiang Shan can eat normal meals here.

The three meals a day are hot and freshly prepared. Jiang Shan, who has experienced a life of homelessness, is a little uncomfortable seeing the food in front of him.Moreover, these vegetables, meat and eggs are balanced, and vegetables and fruits have never been treated like this in Jiang Shan's career in the past 19 years.

Zhang Wanqiu saw that Jiang Shan suddenly stared at the food and refused to eat, "What's the matter, isn't it to your liking?"

Jiang Shan looked at the food in front of him, and suddenly glanced at the corner of the ceiling.

The corner of the wall was clean and white.

But Jiang Shan seemed to see wriggling black matter, just like the food in the freezer of the cave hotel.

Jiang Shan couldn't take it anymore.

Everywhere in this ward was spotlessly clean, but it just made Jiang Shan feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Shan looked at Zhang Wanqiu, and said suddenly: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Thinking about Zhao Ying and Zhang Zheng who avoided her like snakes and scorpions before, Jiang Shan's memory is still fresh.

Zhang Wanqiu's eyes flashed a light that was too late to hide, and she smiled softly again: "Why do you ask such a strange question?"

Nurses are afraid of patients, what kind of logic is this.

Jiang Shan looked at her. In fact, she was just testing it out. She didn't expect the other party to have such an obvious stress reaction.

In fact, Jiang Shan didn't know what they were "afraid of" until now, but since Zhao Ying and the others could be scared like that, there was no reason... Zhang Wanqiu would not be afraid.

The main reason is that since she woke up until now, the only "medical staff" she has seen is this head nurse Zhang.

Those "white coats" around her when she woke up seemed to have never appeared before.Just like Jiang Shan's dream.

But Jiang Shan knew long ago that all dream-like things are real.

In addition to going to the bathroom, Jiang Shan is required to stay in the ward. Even when going to the bathroom, Zhang Wanqiu follows her every step of the way. Ordinary people may feel that they are being cared for, but in Jiang Shan, all she feels is monitor.

"I don't have medical insurance, and I can't afford the hospital bill." Jiang Shan said slowly.

Jiang Shan used to be a free doctor once a month when he lived in an orphanage. After he became an adult, he left the orphanage to do odd jobs to make ends meet. He lived in subsidized housing and ate at roadside stalls. It's a luxury, and she knows her condition, and medical insurance has long been worthless to her.

It's better to save some money and do other meaningful things.

For example... sign up for a tour group to see the world or something.

Unexpectedly, the fleeting time is unfavorable, natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Zhang Wanqiu froze for a moment, she didn't expect that Jiang Shan was worried about this, the key was that Jiang Shan didn't have this among the questions they had rehearsed in advance...

Zhang Wanqiu's brain turned violently, and after a moment of stupefaction, he could only force a smile: "You don't have to worry, our hospital... Well, our hospital has support funds for special patients, you don't have to worry about medical expenses every day you live here."

The special patient support fund, why does it sound so ridiculous, is this a hospital or the Red Cross.

But Jiang Shan didn't say anything, just picked up the chopsticks silently, and ate up the rice and vegetables.For the self-cultivation of cancer patients, you don't know when you can live. Enjoying the present is the first priority.

Seeing Jiang Shan's cooperation, Zhang Wanqiu was also relieved. The hospital likes patients who are highly cooperative, and after two days of contact with Jiang Shan, apart from talking less, he is simply a model for patients.

Zhang Wanqiu guessed it right. Since childhood, Jiang Shan has been the "template life" of a standard patient.

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Speaking of every day when he woke up recently, Jiang Shan felt that the strength of his limbs seemed to have recovered a little.Her limbs had always been limp before, and the perennial illness had emptied this body, so when she had strength for the first time, Jiang Shan felt a little strange.

That feeling, the first time was waking up in a tent.

Zhang Wanqiu pushed the door open with a smile and came in: "How did you sleep?"

Jiang Shan looked at her. She actually wondered if there was a monitor in the ward. Every time she woke up, the head nurse would show up on time.

The strength of her limbs also made her more confused about the hospital's vigilance. Is this hospital really treating her?
At this moment, Jiang Shan suddenly reacted and glanced at the corner of the ceiling, it was clean and white.

There is no black substance, nor any traces that can be seen.

So is it a "dream" again?Jiang Shan couldn't help frowning.

Zhang Wanqiu seemed to be used to Jiang Shan's reticence, so she took her blood pressure and body temperature as a routine, and said with a smile, "Not bad, very stable."

Jiang Shan didn't reply, which terminally ill patient still cares about the stability of his body temperature and blood pressure.

Jiang Shan glanced at the bedside at this time, and found that the book on the bedside was gone, but the radio was still there. At this moment, Zhang Wanqiu whispered in his ear, "I'll go get you breakfast."

Jiang Shan slowly pushed away the quilt, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhang Wanqiu had just put the thermometer into his breast pocket, when he heard that, he paused: "Okay, I'll take you there."

In fact, Jiang Shan didn't need her to take her with her, but she also knew that Zhang Wanqiu would probably not let her go by herself, so she let Zhang Wanqiu help her out of bed. In fact, Jiang Shan's limbs are really strong now, and she doesn't need help at all. But she remained silent and didn't respond, letting Zhang Wanqiu move.

But when he was walking towards the door, Jiang Shan suddenly turned his head, pointed to the radio, and asked, "Can I take this?"

The so-called toilet reading materials, since the reading materials are gone, there is nothing wrong with listening to the radio, right?

Zhang Wanqiu paused for a moment: "...Of course." Why, is this planning to squat for three hours?
Jiang Shan held the radio in his hand and followed Zhang Wanqiu slowly towards the bathroom. The bathroom was still the same as before, with two cubicles and one door broken.

Jiang Shan squatted on the toilet, turning the knob of the radio.

In fact, Jiang Shan just wanted to test whether the signal would change in different places, but unfortunately, there was no change.Perhaps the distance from the ward to the toilet is far from enough to affect the strength of the signal.

But fortunately, Jiang Shan didn't expect too much. After dawdling for a few minutes, he pressed the flush button and pretended it was over.

Then leave the cubicle.

Just when she was about to walk towards the door, Jiang Shan suddenly stopped. She raised her head slowly, and saw a faint black glow in a corner above the cubicle.

It doesn't look moldy or dirty, just a small piece that seems to seep from the inside.

……

Zhang Wanqiu heard the sound of flushing water, but it was obvious that Jiang Shan came out at the wrong time, she observed Jiang Shan's expression: "How is it, is there any discomfort?"

Jiang Shan rubbed his abdomen: "My stomach was a little uncomfortable just now, but it's fine now."

Zhang Wanqiu frowned, stepped forward to help Jiang Shan's arm, and the two walked back to the ward.

Back in the ward, Jiang Shan put the radio back on the bedside, and soon Zhang Wanqiu brought the breakfast, still steaming.

Jiang Shan ate breakfast normally, then Zhang Wanqiu handed over a cup of green drink and explained: "Fruit and vegetable juice."

This is really a genuine "green food". Jiang Shan looked at the glass of "fruit and vegetable juice" and took a sip. The taste was very light, neither vegetable nor fruit.

But Zhang Wanqiu was staring at him, and Jiang Shan finished his drink bit by bit.

　Modified, some content adjusted to the previous chapter

　　
　
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