Eight, Let Me Order a Takeout for You

"Beep, beep, beep!"

After calling a few times, the prompts were always busy, and An Ran rushed to the 17th bed and shook the phone, "The busy signal is probably because the signal is not good, or your husband and mother-in-law are doing inspections. If you want something to eat, I will help you. Order a takeaway."

She felt that there was still takeout at this time. Although it was dark, takeout was always available, no matter what time it was!

If the delivery boy comes, it proves that it is not difficult to get in and out of this hospital, and the situation is definitely not as serious as she imagined. There may be a wide range of diseases in the building, and the baby must be transferred in time. If the delivery boy can't come in, does it mean that the hospital is blocked?

To be honest, it is not that Enron is too dark, but that if there is a large-scale infectious disease in the society, in order to prevent the disease from spreading, it is normal logic to block the source of the disease as soon as possible.

So if the delivery boy can't get in, it means that An Ran can't get out either... Anyway, maybe this kind of temptation is a bit naive, but she is trying to find a way, within her ability , Within the scope of scientific cognition that she could understand in her life, An Ran was trying her best to connect with the outside world.

"Thank you, I have something to eat. You see, I am lying on the bed and can't move. Can you help me and take down the bread in the drawer of the bedside table?"

The tears in bed 17 finally fell. When a woman gave birth to a child, she just walked around the gate of hell, not to mention that she was delivered by caesarean section, and her abdomen was cut eight layers. When I woke up, the pain was really piercing, but her husband and mother-in-law disappeared at this moment.

An Ran was also in pain all over her body, but she had a natural birth. Before deciding to have a natural birth, she also checked the information on the Internet. After the baby was born, walking more would help to discharge the bad leakage, but she also walked too much today. , completely beyond the amount of exercise a normal mother should have.

The lochia from the lower body flowed like a water faucet, and when it moved, it collapsed into a big lump. It was sticky and made An Ran very uncomfortable.

When she returned to the ward, she just stood on her own bed, and did not dare to lie down, for fear that she would not be able to get up again.

However, when she looked at the 17th bed, she was really pitiful, and she was very polite. She asked An Ran to help her with a piece of bread in the drawer, and she was grateful, so it didn't matter if An Ran helped her.

She moved around her hospital bed, opened the drawer of the bedside table on the 17th bed, and looked inside, she felt strange, and turned her head to the 17th bed, who was groaning on the bed, and asked, "Why do you buy so much bread? And chocolate, candy balls, and wow, there's just plain pasta here."

"When I was giving birth, I really had no energy. My husband and my mother-in-law bought these and told me to eat as much as I wanted, and then I gave birth to the baby in one go, but I didn't eat a single bite. Straight forward."

17 The face on the bed was full of pain, as if she remembered the child who was cut out from her stomach, and finally a faint smile appeared. She lay on the bed, raised her hand, and took the bag of bread handed by An Ran. Opened the package, took out an oval-shaped bread with meat floss on it, and handed it back to An Ran.

"I think you've always been alone. You haven't eaten anything since last night, so let's have some with me."