Nine Eighteen Beds

An Ran subconsciously wanted to refuse. The back of her hand was a little itchy, which made her feel uncomfortable. She didn't know if it was because she washed her hands with the black water. But on second thought, it seems that she has indeed eaten nothing since she gave birth yesterday, and now, it's strange, why doesn't she feel hungry?

She wondered if she was already too hungry, so she couldn't, don't starve the milk she just gave up, An Ran said thank you to Bed 17, took the bread from Bed 17, and while eating, if there was any Thinking of walking to your bed.

"Hey, can you ring the bell for me?"

18 Beds At this time, there is no one around. The group of relatives and friends have finally left. Her husband, mother-in-law and a few aunts and sisters seem to be there just now, but it seems that they heard that they went to the doctor to quarrel. , said that she was going to be transferred to the VIP room, but the doctor couldn't handle it for her, and the whole family went to the doctor's office to contain the doctor.

So the word about 18 beds was told to An Ran. She didn't want to find a doctor, she just wanted to ring the bell and have people come to see her.

"You can press it yourself."

An Ran turned around and scanned the woman lying on the bed. She was about 24 or 25 years old. She was a year or two older than An Ran. She didn't graduate from technical school at the age of 20. After working for more than a year, she married her ex-husband. The marriage relationship lasted for a year, and it took another 10 months to give birth to the child. Now I am only 23 years old, and I am not yet full!

So An Ran didn't quite understand. She was about the same age, and they all gave birth naturally. How could she lie on the bed at 18, just like a caesarean section, and they all directed her.

"I can't get up~!!" The 18-bed, lying on the bed, looked at An Ran with a pitiful look on his face, tears in his eyes, and a little pleading smell to An Ran: "I'm loathsome. It's amazing, it's very uncomfortable, please help me."

An Ran ignored her, as if someone had never given birth to a child!

In fact, An Ran was really annoyed at the moment. She was thinking about how to get her daughter out of the neonatology department.

Walking back to her curtain, An Ran took out her mobile phone, and while eating bread, she wondered who else could be contacted at this moment, and who would have the energy to get her daughter out of the neonatology department. come out.

The curtain was lifted again, and there was a cold sweat on the bed of 17. Enduring the pain on the knife edge, he said to An Ran, "Hey, let's talk, otherwise I'll be in pain too. What's your name?"

"safely!"

An Ran lowered her head and kept her eyes fixed on the list on her mobile phone, flipping through the phone numbers inside, leaning against her bed, with a loose ball of hair hanging from the back of her head. It's greasy, it looks as embarrassed as it is.

"My name is Hu Jia, you can call me Sister Frame, it looks like you are much younger than me, are you over 20?"

"It's full, I'm almost 23."

"Oh, I thought you were born out of wedlock at first. You look so young, so why didn't your husband come to accompany you?"

Hu Jiao, who had a caesarean section, seemed to be in really bad pain. She had been looking for topics to chat with An Ran.

"Sister Frame, I think this hospital is evil. I'll go out to check the situation first. You can sleep for a while."