Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 925: Don’t Grip So Tightly, The Blood Won’t Stop
The nurse tried to help him up twice but failed, only causing him to break out in a cold sweat shortly after his surgery. The drunkard was in such pain that his vision turned dark, and he nearly fainted.
"A charger? You’re still playing with your phone at a time like this." The tone wasn’t very blaming; it was more filled with worry, tension, and sympathy.
"I haven’t seen his text yet..." The drunkard was so anxious his eyes turned red.
"Who could be so important? You’re this sick and she hasn’t come to see you. You’re concerned about her text message, and not even your own life." This nurse was a young girl who had just gotten her full-time position not long ago, impulsive and outspoken.
The drunkard was admitted yesterday and had surgery today. During this period, she was the one taking care of him. Honestly, she took a liking to the drunkard at first glance.
After all, the drunkard’s appearance is exactly the type that’s popular now—the little milk dog type. His somewhat sickly pale face easily arouses people’s concern and protective instincts. After the drunkard was admitted to the ward yesterday, he became the topic among the young female nurses in the hospital.
Even the head nurse, known for her temper, spoke softly and showed all sorts of concern for the drunkard.
But upon knowing his condition, all she felt for him was sympathy.
"Charger, charger," the drunkard kept muttering, his pale face covered in a dense layer of cold sweat.
"Get up first, I’ll bring it for you later."
Hearing the nurse say this, the drunkard’s emotions slowly calmed down.
But he really didn’t have the strength to stand up.
The nurse went to find a colleague for help, and together they managed to help the drunkard back onto the hospital bed.
One nurse went to fetch the charger for the drunkard, while the previous nurse reinserted the needle to administer the medication.
"Don’t grip your hand so tight, the blood won’t stop."
The nurse wanted to take the phone from the drunkard’s hand, but he refused to let go, gripping it even tighter.
The nurse was helpless and could only use a cotton swab to stop the bleeding from the pinhole that kept oozing blood.
Soon, the colleague brought over the charger and plugged in the drunkard’s phone.
A minute later, the phone turned on. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
The drunkard hurriedly opened the text message.
But the more anxious he was, the more his hands shook uncontrollably.
Seeing him like this stirred a sense of compassion in the nurse, who was used to witnessing life and death.
How important must the person be to make him act this way?
And the person on the phone, how heartless must they be not even to come and see him?
Honestly, there are patients in the hospital with more severe conditions than the drunkard and many more pitiable ones, but they all have someone to care for them. Except for him, during such an important surgery, he didn’t have a single person by his side. Even the family member’s signature was signed by the doctor.
He’s so young, yet he lives more helplessly and pitiably than a lonely elderly person.
The drunkard opened the text message and carefully read Qing Yi’s last message word by word, his agitated feelings calming down as he finished reading it.
When the phone powered on, his eyes were still bright, and there was a faint hint of joy on his pale lips.
But after he finished reading the message, his gaze dimmed, and the slightly lifted corners of his lips slowly fell.
The nurse didn’t know what he saw to cause such a drastic change.
Just when the nurse thought the drunkard would be sad and upset, she saw him suddenly smile.
It was a genuine smile, yet it was mixed with heartache, bitterness, and unspeakable helplessness.
