Seven Seventeen Beds

An Ran slumped and clenched the doorknob on the security door, bent over, gasping for breath, her forehead wrapped in a towel was already soaked with sweat, because of excessive exercise, her chest had a small circle at two o'clock. The traces of the milk smudged, it seemed that she had begun to breastfeed, but the baby was not around, and her breasts were swollen and painful.

This pain made An Ran's mindless mind aching and clear. She thought that it was still not good, she couldn't be decadent, no matter what happened to this hospital, her daughter was still in the neonatology department. Just take her daughter out of this hospital!

The lump of meat that fell from her body gave An Ran a little perseverance. She rolled her eyes and thought about it, and decided to go downstairs to the ward first and call Zhan Lian. Although Zhan Lian was a soldier in the Northwest, he was born and raised in Hunan. City people, no matter what, it still has something to do with Xiangcheng. Judging from the fact that he can go through all the formalities with just a few phone calls to buy a house and a car, at the critical moment, he has to rely on battle training!

An Ran wanted him to think of a way to help, and see if she could get her daughter out of the neonatology first.

At this time, she didn't care about the cruel words she once released, saying that no matter how desperate she was, she would not go to fight for training and the like, and her daughter was the most important thing.

So An Ran supported her exhausted body again and stumbled down the stairs. It took almost 30 minutes to return to her 16-bed ward. She took out her mobile phone from under the pillow. This time, she dialed without hesitation. Zhan Lian's phone number.

"beep~~beep~~beep~~~"

The phone rang for almost a minute, but no one answered, An Ran was about to go to the room in a hurry, this man was always like this, always like this, at every critical moment when she needed him, he wasn't there, he wasn't there! ! !

In his heart only his country, his troops, his brothers!

Hanging up the phone, just as An Ran was leaning on the hospital bed, her curtains were lifted by a corner. The 17-bed woman who had a caesarean section, also wearing a scarf on her head, frowned at An Ran with tears in her eyes. , said weakly:

"Well, hello, can I trouble you with one thing, me, I'm in terrible pain, can you help me and call my husband?"

Her husband and her mother-in-law have been gone for a few hours. It is already 10 in the morning, but the sky doesn't seem to be bright yet. There is no sign of light at all. Painful and hungry, she just wanted to get her husband and mother-in-law back.

An Ran hesitated for a moment. She wanted to talk to the 17-bed man. There were people with strange blue veins on their faces everywhere. It was estimated that there was something wrong with this hospital. I have to come back... I can't tell why, but An Ran just felt that there was little hope of coming back.

But she still nodded and agreed to make a phone call for the 17th bed. Anyway, there are only three mothers in this ward. It would be good if a man could take the lead and find a way to get the children out.

So An Ran temporarily suppressed the anxiety in her heart. Following the phone number read by Bed 17, her fingers flew over the phone, and a series of numbers were dialed, but the prompt was a busy tone.