"You" She licked her lips.
"You're a burn" Hearing the word "burn", the corners of Lan Qin's mouth rose upward, and his eyes, which were red by the lenses, tried to bend into a bridge, and smiled at her.
Yes, there was a fire when he was a teenager, although he did not hurt his appearance, but he inhaled a large amount of high-temperature smoke and sparks, resulting in severe burns in the throat, vocal cords, mouth and even esophagus, and after a long treatment that was worse than death, he lost his ability to speak, and his swallowing and eating were also affected.
The memories of pain are so many and too deep.
Even if the wound heals later, some injuries are irreversible, and as soon as there is food to swallow, the body will automatically give a strong rejection, and even if it is forcibly swallowed, most of them will vomit out, which will be more painful.
Sang Yu didn't guess that this would be the case anyway.
Lan Qin only took a few words about the disaster that had befallen him, but she had seen similar medical records in the rehabilitation center, and the pain and suffering during that time was completely conceivable.
Seeing Lan Qin's smile, her chest was suddenly so stuffy that she couldn't breathe, she hurriedly continued to look down, quickly turned the paper to the second page, her expression was even more shocked, and she snorted for a while before she spoke, "Wait for you, you mean you can only eat the food I cooked" "Even if there is such a situation, it must be a coincidence" Sang Yu shook his head, thinking that he was watching some bizarre story, and without thinking, he decided that Lan Qin's statement was completely fantastic, "Sir, I am a medical worker myself, and I can tell you clearly that whether you have a physical or psychological eating disorder, the symptoms cannot be alleviated because of me as a stranger." ” Lan Qin lowered his eyes, if he was not a stranger Sang Yu nodded the words on the paper, "According to what you wrote, you can't eat for a long time, two years ago, I happened to pass by the cake shop, smelled the fragrance of the pastries I consigned in it, bought it back and tasted it hopelessly, and found that I didn't vomit, since then I have relied on my pastries to maintain eating, I have been too busy recently, and the cake shop is out of stock, so you will run out of food" The more she spoke, the more outrageous she became, and shook her head, "It's definitely a coincidence, it's that you've tried too little." ” The taste of food, how ethereal it is With the same ingredient steps, a very similar finished product can be made, and what is special and unique Lan Chin knew she would react like this.
She was right to question it, because he didn't believe it himself.
What is written is not a fact in the first place, but an explanation that can be given to her to the greatest extent at present, and the real reason is only a sporadic tip.
Lan Qin wrote, "It's true. ” Sang Yu was stunned.
He stared at her, "No matter how bizarre it is, the fact that I can only eat what you make with your own hands has been proven countless times, including last night. ” Her full stomach was stuck in her mouth, and she couldn't refute it for a while, the paper in her hand rustled, she remembered that there was still a third page she hadn't read, so she held back her emotions and continued to open it, this time, it was no longer shocking to describe.
"You said that you have a request for me, that is, you want to pay me to take care of you" She thought she had read it wrong, and put the paper in front of her and counted it three times, "The amount, seven, seven digits" Almost broke.
Lan Qin held his back straight, worried about whether it was too little, he wanted to write another zero, for fear of scaring her.
Sang Yu spent a long time, barely panting, "So, you look at me differently, carry peanut crisp with you, and even arrange for me to come to the door for injections, all for this reason you stubbornly believe that I am your only source of food, and do not hesitate to waste millions on me" Not so.
Lan Qin frowned, all his strength was pressed on the pen, and the words passed through the back of the paper, "It's not a waste, no matter how much you have, it's worth it." ” Sang Yu stared at this sentence.
She shook her head and said clearly, "No, I don't accept it." ” The pan in the kitchen whined, and breakfast was almost ready.
Sang Yu leaned heavily on the back of the sofa, "Sir, if I didn't know a little bit about you, and knew that you wouldn't make fun of me with boring excuses, I might have to ask you out now."
I really can't understand what you're talking about, and I don't dare to accept it. ” "You are a patient who needs formal treatment, and I am just a nurse, I have not been able to take the dietitian certificate for a short time, I have little experience, and I have not done long-term systematic rehabilitation work.
Although I like money, I am self-aware, and on my terms, no matter which one is worth your high price for me. ” After she finished speaking, a smile barely hung on her pale face, "Of course, if you simply like to eat my cooking, you can come over, even if you need my recipes, I am willing to provide them, and I will not charge you money." ” Lan Qin tasted a faint taste of blood on the tip of his tongue.
He pinched the pen, "You don't believe it, do you?"
In the final analysis, the fundamental reason is that Sang Yu doesn't believe that he has to be her.
Sang Yu said honestly: "Yes, I don't believe it. ” She didn't want to talk anymore, so she folded the three pieces of paper and returned them to him, and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes and chopsticks.
The lid of the pot was opened, and the sweet and hot steam of porridge and pasta gushed out together, which was the taste that Lan Qin longed for the most, but at this moment, his heart seemed to be bound by rattan, and thin teeth pierced it.
Sang Yu laid out a few of the usual side dishes and stood at the table looking at his back.
Thin and straight, with a strong support hanging on a line.
This morning, Lan Qin silently ate a small half bowl of sweet porridge, and it didn't take long for his mobile phone to ring, and after picking it up, the other party's voice was loud, "Sir, I'll pick you up downstairs from Miss Sang in five minutes." ” Sang Yu heard that it was Uncle Chen.
Lan Qin went out, but she didn't send it.
He leaned over to put the disposable slippers in place, stood up against the wall, and steadied himself before stepping out.
Sang Yu leaned against the door for a moment, couldn't help but walk to the window, leaned over and saw a dark gray sedan parked below, Uncle Chen trotted from the driver's seat to Lan Qin's side and hugged him, but he gently but couldn't refuse to block away.
She twisted her heart somehow, bit her lip, rushed to the dining table with her legs uncontrollably, and tied a plate of small flower rolls that still had residual warmth with a clean plastic bag, and didn't have time to change her shoes, so she took the elevator all the way downstairs.
When he arrived at the door of the building, Uncle Chen just closed the back door for Lan Qin.
"Miss San" "Uncle Chen," Sang Yu suddenly felt that he couldn't handle it, so he nodded on his toes and handed him the plastic bag, "He just drank a little porridge, maybe he can use this." ” Sang Yu regretted it after speaking, and felt that he was simply trying to cover it up.
While claiming that he didn't believe it, he couldn't bear to see him starving and uncomfortable, and a few small flower rolls also wanted to pack for him.
Isn't that a slap in the face?
She didn't look into the car, stuffed the bag to Uncle Chen, ran into the building without looking back, and found a large package of imported medicine still in the entrance when she got home, Lan Qin forgot to take it away, and it was too late to chase after her.
Sang Yu tugged at the ends of her hair in annoyance, changed into clean slippers, and planned to take the dirty pair to the bathroom to brush it, but Meng Xixi's WeChat suddenly jumped out.
"Xiaoyu, there are internal regulations for the employment of clinical dietitians in the news rehabilitation center, and the latest rules are announced today" Sang Yu's spirit was shocked, "When exactly will I pass?"
Meng Xixi comforted her, "It will be released on the Internet at ten o'clock in the morning, if you don't use it, I will give you a screenshot as soon as possible." ” Sang Yu has been waiting for this fine rule.
The reason is simple and crude, the salary of clinical dietitians is high, the internship period is twice that of ordinary nurses, and the formal employment will be more than three times in the future, and there is an extra remuneration when encountering special cases, which is too tempting for her.
In addition to hiring from outside with high salaries, another major channel is internal promotion, encouraging self-medical and nursing studies to obtain further education, and hiring will be given lower requirements.
Sang Yu didn't care about washing his slippers, and paced back and forth in the living room, and finally reached ten o'clock, Meng Xixi sent a screenshot in time, and handed over a voice invitation by the way.
"You take a look first, the key parts are all cut off."
Sang Yu's face was almost on the screen, and she whispered a line that embarrassed her, "There has been at least one patient who has been followed for a long time and successfully improved his physique, and he needs to provide detailed records and work logs throughout the process." ” Meng Xixi held his cheek in front of the computer, and said through the microphone: "There are three cases of external requirements, and the requirements have indeed been lowered. ” Sang Yu rarely frowned, "What is the standard for a long time?"
Meng Xixi pulled down the side bar of the webpage and found the note, "At least half a year." ” Half.
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Of all the clients she has been in contact with in the past, the most of them are only three months of cooperation, and they are fat loss and slimming, not patients.
Meng Xixi gave her an idea, "Xiaoyu, you can start it now, there is no time limit for this, as long as you meet the standards, you can submit the application at any time." ” "I'm too young, inexperienced, and the recipe mix is homely, not tall enough," Sang Yu counted her with her fingers, "I've tried many times, and I don't really like it if I have long-term needs." ” "Less experience does not mean less knowledge, homely collocation is easier to swallow, and the super high praise of your short-term customers is proof," Meng Xixi was dissatisfied with her self-deprecation, "I don't believe it, there is really no one who can consider the initial price low." ” Sang Yu sighed faintly.
Don't say it, there really is.
It's just that the price is not low at all, millions of dollars are smashed down as if they were joking, and it is so high that she has a cerebral congestion and myocardial infarction, causing her to almost die early in the morning.
Cutting off the voice with Meng Xixi, Sang Yu sat distracted for a few minutes, and then swept to the slippers placed on the side of the sofa, only to remember that there were still housework to do.
As she leaned over to pick it up, her eyes swept over Lan Qin's neatly folded blanket and the washed clear glass on the coffee table.
It's soy milk before going to bed last night.
Sang Yu's nerves twitched, and Lan Qin drank She recalls what he wrote on paper: "You can only eat what you make." ” Look, this is obviously wrong, the soy milk is bought from the supermarket, and it is impossible to even pour water and brew it Sang Yu wrinkled her nose, and a little indescribable sense of being deceived welled up.
The washing liquid was in the public bathroom in the living room, she puffed out her face and squatted on the ground with half a basin of water, her mind was full of messy thoughts, and her elbow was unintentionally raised, and she happened to knock down the bottle of washing liquid.
Fortunately, there is a small half bottle left, and there is not much spilled.
She hurriedly pulled a tissue to wipe the floor, stepped on the lid of the trash can and tried to throw it in, but was stunned when she saw what was inside.
My roommate hasn't come back from a business trip for the past two days, and the garbage bag in the bucket was newly changed by her yesterday, stuffed with a lot of pruned dried flowers and leaves, almost full, and now there is only a small ball of paper thrown on top of the flowers and leaves.
It was obviously stained with a lot of water, and the paper was white and wrinkled, but on a corner that was not folded, a slight discoloration was revealed.
It was the filth that she vomited that was particularly common in rehabilitation centers.
Sang Yu stood by the trash can, almost restoring the scene at that time.
After she entered the room, Lan Qin drank soy milk, ran to the bathroom and spit it out, waited until she calmed down, insisted on cleaning up all the dirty places she had soiled, and the last trace left was this piece of waste paper used after gargling.
And she is used to wearing earplugs when she sleeps, and she didn't hear any movement at all, if it weren't for the sharp eyes just now, she wouldn't have noticed it at all.
He didn't lie to her.
It's really throwing up In the morning, he didn't say a word, his eyes were bloodshot, he solemnly wrote things one stroke at a time, and waited for her to get up.
The lid of the trash can snapped back shut.
Sang Yu's mind was blank, Lan Qin's thin wrist was shaking in front of her when she was writing, she lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her eyes, her chest was clogged.
The last time Sang Yu heard from Lan Qin was ten days later.
She has not been idle for more than a week, and has taken the initiative to contact the customers she has worked with, hoping that through their affirmation, there will be opportunities for long-term cooperation to introduce, and she has also visited patients in need in the rehabilitation center one by one, but unfortunately the answers are without exception.
Either she euphemistically said that she is too young to make healthy snacks or short-term meals can be trusted, but long-term care for patients seems to be too underqualified.
Either refuse bluntly, but also speak seriously, "Xiaoyu, you see that this price can't be opened, it's too low for you, if it's high, it's better to find an experienced one with a recipe that is more in line with our living habits." ” Sang Yu was anxious, except for work and part-time jobs, most of the thoughts were about this matter, and after trying all the people who could ask and the methods he could think of to no avail, he was putting the tip of his chin on the table and sighing, when he heard the director knock on the door.
"Lazy" Sang Yu straightened his back like a small spring, raised his hand and promised, "No, I'm just done, I'm ready to get off work." ” The director glanced at the clock on the wall, it was indeed time, and he pointed at her with his fingers, and didn't say much to blame, "Don't get off work yet, the patient in the high-level of Linjiang needs to come to inject nutrient solution, you pack up your things and go overtime." ” Sang Yu was stunned, "Who are you talking about?"
The director "tsk" twice, "It's only been a few days, I forgot, Linjiang high-level, the one who naming you to go to, don't you remember?"
Sang Yu nodded slowly, "I haven't forgotten." ” It's not that I forgot, it's that I didn't expect it From the unhappy morning, ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and Lan Qin has never contacted her again.
No appearance, no message, no need for injections.
Sang Yu thought he had figured it out to give up, or had found a better way.
How suddenly The director told her a few more words, turned around and led people to the ward round.
Sang Yu was silent in the nurse's station for a moment, preparing the medicine and intravenous injection equipment according to the requirements on the call list, and before leaving, she returned to the lounge to get her bag, and passed by the newly moved cabinet by the wall.
The partition on the lower level of the cabinet has long been installed, and there is no way to hide people.
She couldn't help but think of that late night, Lan Qin fell out like a strange thing, looked at her in a panic, and outside the door, when he slashed down, his slightly trembling hands turned from cold to hot.
Sang Yu took out his mobile phone in his bag, leaned his back against the cabinet door and clicked on Lan Qin's WeChat dialog box.
"Are you okay?"
No, it's too general, delete it.
"How have you been eating lately?"
What, come up and ask about eating and drinking, it's too homely, delete it.
Sang Yu bit his lip and was worried, thought about it, and finally sent him a straightforward sentence, "Why do you need nutritional injections again?"
The sending was successful.
She thought that the reply would have to wait for it to come, or even that there would be no reply at all.
As a result, in the blink of an eye, a line of words jumped out "I ate all the flower rolls."
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