It seems that the villain is targeting me.

I wish my grandma could come and see me.

Xiao Niao was thinking aimlessly, she hoped that the old man would know that she had woken up as soon as possible, so that she could drink freshly cooked black chicken soup when she returned home.

But my grandmother is very old and her hometown is far away from here. It would be very troublesome for an elderly person to rush over.

Xiao Niao hasn't woken up for long. She has been traveling to a remote and backward world for more than 20 years. There is a certain information gap with the outside world. Moreover, no one has come to her bedside to report on the situation as she is seriously injured. She doesn't even have an idea which hospital she is in now.

Speaking of which, who took care of all the paperwork for me after I was hospitalized? Xiao Niao pondered a little detachedly.

She went to study in another city by herself and didn't know many people in this city... Could it be her college counselor? What was her college counselor's name?

As Xiaoniao was daydreaming, she suddenly noticed that someone seemed to be walking towards her bed. She raised her head slightly and found that it was a doctor.

Xiao Niao put her head back on the pillow. The doctor walked to her bed and stopped. He naturally reached out and pulled the blue curtains around her.

"...Xiao Niao, right?" the masked doctor said, his voice clear and pleasant. "Are you recovering well? Let me check on you."

But didn’t I just check it? Xiao Niao felt a little strange.

But she didn't think too much about it. After all, she was not as professional as the other party. If the doctor wanted to examine her, she just had to cooperate.

"Well, okay, thank you..." The bird nodded slowly, and his voice was weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

She glanced at the nameplate on the man's body and said, "...Sorry to bother you, Doctor Chen."

The doctor was putting on latex gloves at the moment. When he heard this, his movements paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

Even through a medical mask, Xiao Niao could still clearly feel that the young doctor Chen smiled at him faintly.

Doctor Chen said to Xiaoniao very gently, "Okay, let me check you out now. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

Xiao Niao nodded slowly, which was considered as his agreement.

The doctor then began to examine her head. Xiao Niao didn't understand much about this, she only felt her head being gently held up for a while, and several parts behind her ears and the back of her head were also gently pressed.

The other person's actions were gentle enough, but Xiao Niao still felt a little dizzy after her head was moved. She subconsciously closed her eyes and endured the dizzy feeling.

"Does it hurt?" The doctor's voice came through the mask, sounding a little muffled.

The bird answered honestly, "I'm fine, just a little dizzy."

She was then put back on the bed, and Dr. Chen carefully lifted the quilt, revealing her body which had lost weight due to injuries.

Many parts of Xiao Niao's body were wrapped in thick gauze. She had suffered serious injuries when she had just had the car accident, and she had been connected to a drainage tube, but it has now been removed.

Doctor Chen remembered clearly that the man looked even more miserable when he just came out of the emergency room.

At that time, Xiao Niao was curled up on the hospital bed, almost buried by all kinds of beeping equipment. There was no blood on his face, his wrists were so thin that the bones were visible, and the exposed skin was covered with blood streaks and purple bruises caused by the asphalt.

——The doctors who were performing the emergency treatment at the time were all busy saving her life, so no one cared about this minor injury.

She looked much better now. The scrapes on her arms had basically healed, leaving only a few shallow marks. The doctor examined her calmly and was relieved to find that the fingertip where Xiaoniao was receiving the IV drip was warm.

Doctor Chen gently unbuttoned Xiao Niao's clothes a little, revealing the gauze underneath.

The other person got a little closer, and Xiao Niao smelled the scent of fabric softener softened by her body temperature on her cuffs.

It was not until her arms were pulled apart that Xiaoniao felt a little embarrassed, but the calm eyes above the doctor's mask made her feel that her shyness was inappropriate.

Xiao Niao had no choice but to look away and try to pretend that he didn't care.

Doctor Chen carefully lifted a corner of the gauze with his fingers to check the recovery of the wound. The part of the bird closer to the wound was hotter, and the edges were slightly red and swollen, perhaps due to infection and inflammation.

The doctor gently pressed the intact skin area close to the wound with his index and middle fingers and asked again in a gentle voice.

"...It hurts a little." Xiao Niao answered in a low voice.

Her injuries haven't healed completely yet, and it hurts if she speaks too hard.

Doctor Chen nodded at the bird, indicating that he was fully aware of the situation. "Don't worry about it for now. If the pain gets worse, tell the nurse."

Xiao Niao hummed softly.

After that, the doctor continued to examine her in an orderly manner with very skilled movements. Xiao Niao didn't quite understand what he was saying, but she felt that he was very professional and more than five times more reliable than the quack who had crushed her oxygen tube before.

At first she felt awkward, thinking she was like a doll lying in bed and letting others manipulate her, but Dr. Chen was very considerate:

When you need to move your limbs, they will remind you quietly and gently support your joints with their hands, making you feel well treated and not uncomfortable at all.

Xiaoniao quickly adapted to being manipulated

, she began to feel a little sleepy.

The space separated by the curtains became quiet, the air conditioner and various instruments were working, the infusion flow regulating valve was lowered by the doctor, and the bottle would take a while before dripping - in fact, there was no sound, but the sight of water dripping always gave people the illusion of hearing dripping sounds.

Finally, when Dr. Chen finished the examination, he found that the person on the bed had fallen asleep again.

Perhaps because of her profession, Xiao Niao had no defenses against her - the doctor didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed about this.

In short, now she no longer has to worry about the bird's sight and can look at the other person's face quietly and peacefully.

No one else knows what is going on in Dr. Chen's mind at this moment.

It's just that all the emotions suddenly began to work chaotically and silently, mixing into a strange and sour feeling that can barely be called "homesickness".

Dr. Chen placed his hand on Xiao Niao's shoulder and shook him gently.

Xiao Niao still didn't wake up, but in just a few minutes she fell into a deep sleep - this person has always had a very good sleep quality, the type who falls asleep as soon as she is tired and cannot be woken up.

Dr. Chen's breathing became heavier. She moved closer, her soft hair falling down, creating a narrow and dark space between the two of them.

Xiao Niao's closed eyelids were covered by the doctor's shadow.

She had fallen into a deep sleep, so she could not hear the faint, trembling call in the air.

"……teacher."

Chapter 3: Little Bird: Are you a vegetarian?

Chen Xiaoyue pointed the black X-ray film in her hand at the light box, squinted her eyes, and carefully examined the shape of the arm bones.

Distinguishing healthy human tissue is a basic skill for doctors. Even though she is not a specialized orthopedic surgeon, Chen Xiaoyue can still easily distinguish which are normal bones and which are compressed and diseased parts.

This does not require high talent or ability, but only requires continuous accumulation of experience in work. After a long time, anyone can develop a pair of "eagle eyes and golden eyes".

Dr. Chen looks very young, but in fact she has diagnosed tens of thousands of patients with different conditions and has extremely rich clinical experience - although judging from her age alone, it is impossible for a doctor of her age to have so much experience.

All in all, for Chen Xiaoyue, this is as easy as eating and drinking.

She easily saw with a quick glance that the bones in the photo showed no signs of deformity or disease, and were healthy enough to be used as a control group in medical students' textbooks.

There’s nothing wrong, Dr. Chen thought silently. The results of the electromyography won’t be out until the afternoon... I hope it’s not a neurological problem.

Yes, what she was looking at now was the X-ray of the left side of Xiao Niao's body.

During the "examination" a few days ago without the permission of the attending physician, Dr. Chen noticed that Xiaoniao's left hand movements seemed to be quite poorly coordinated. No matter what he did, he was half a beat slow and his reaction to external stimuli was also a little slow.

From then on, she began to pay attention to the condition of Xiao Niao's arm consciously or unconsciously.

It wasn't long before Dr. Chen realized with confusion that the bird seemed accustomed to using only its right hand to complete all movements, while its left arm rarely moved, as if it had been forgotten, and basically served as a decoration.

This guy can even peel a banana with one hand without using his teeth... His movements are so skillful that it's heartbreaking.

At first, Dr. Chen Xiaoyue thought that Xiaoniao was injured somewhere in his left arm, which was why he showed such symptoms. However, when asked in detail, he shook his head and said that he was fine and his hand did not hurt at all.

Probably she would have to wait until the electromyography test results came out in the afternoon before she would be able to accept Xiao Niao's statement of "Oh, I accidentally forgot that I have a left hand" with difficulty.

Thinking back to the previous conversation with Xiaoniao, Chen Xiaoyue couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

She turned off the light box and pinched the bridge of her nose wearily.

"Did you finish your examination, Doctor Chen?" A colleague from the orthopedics department poked his head out from behind his desk. "I think you came to see me this morning, too. Is this a relative from your side?"

Xiao Niao and she do not have the same surname, and judging from their appearance alone, they have no blood relationship.

It’s not too strange for a colleague to ask such a question.

However, Chen Xiaoyue did not directly answer this question. She coughed and explained vaguely: "Well...it's someone at home."

My colleague, a surgeon, was used to seeing bloody scenes, but he had a bit of common sense and showed a bit of sympathy at the right time: "Oh, that's right, you should take care of him. It's pitiful that his parents died at such a young age."

"Yes." Doctor Chen nodded.

She seemed eager to end the topic. She looked at her watch and turned to her colleague, "Thank you for today. I'll go back to the department first and buy you coffee later."

"It's a small matter, no need to worry." The colleague obviously didn't take it seriously and asked her casually, "Do you want to go to the cafeteria for lunch?"

Chen Xiaoyue shook her head and said succinctly as she walked out, "No, I brought some food from home."

Bringing food?

The colleague looked in the direction Chen Xiaoyue left with some confusion.

They were admitted to the hospital at the same time, so this colleague knew Dr. Chen's condition better.

You must know that she is not a local, but just rents an apartment near the hospital and lives alone.

In order to save money and trouble, this person always eats three meals in the cafeteria. His basic requirement for food is that it can quickly replenish nutrition, and he rarely orders takeout to satisfy his cravings.

I have never seen Dr. Chen bring food from home before. How could he suddenly change his personality?

The colleague recalled belatedly that he had indeed not seen her in the cafeteria in the past two days.

...So Dr. Chen can actually cook by himself?

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Chen Xiaoyue’s apartment is not far from the hospital. It only takes about fifteen minutes to walk there, and it would be even faster if you drive.

The lunch break was short, so she had to make the most of it.

She left the hospital at lunch break and drove at lightning speed towards the apartment.

Before this, Dr. Chen had probably never been so active in going home - the money she spent on rent every month was obviously not worth it, because she basically just came back to sleep at night, and the apartment was vacant the rest of the time.

If the department is very busy, Chen Xiaoyue will simply sleep in the hospital lounge and skip the trip home.

And now, in less than five minutes, she arrived at the door of the apartment.

Dr. Chen hurriedly inserted the key into the keyhole, turned the handle and pushed the door open.

She had forgotten to change her shoes, but apparently not caring, the doctor pocketed her keys and walked into the kitchen with a clear mind.

Thanks to modern technology - the electric steamer started at the time she set, and the ingredients in the inner pot were cooked and now it has jumped to the "keep warm" state.

Chen Xiaoyue tasted the cooked soup with a small spoon. It had the familiar sweet taste, which was very close to the taste in her memory.

She couldn't help but smile at this.

It's a strange thing to say. Dr. Chen himself is not a person who cares much about the quality of food. He is not picky and has no dietary restrictions. He eats instant noodles and fast food. He can even chew a sandwich with dried skin in his mouth with relish. He is the type of person who is quite easy to feed.

But now I suddenly have a strong aversion to big-pot meals and pre-prepared meals. I feel that some are not nutritious and some have too much oil. I don’t know how many residual vegetables are left in the leaves fried in restaurants... I have to cook them at home to feel at ease.

And the nutritious meals she carefully prepared could not be brought into the hospital openly, just like a thief. After bringing them to the hospital, they had to be transferred from the thermos to the hospital's plates before being disguised as hospital meals and delivered to people.

If someone who didn't know the situation saw this, they would probably think she was poisoning someone.

Chen Xiaoyue has been secretly doing this kind of sneaky behavior for almost a week.

In fact, in the first two days after waking up, Xiao Niao could only eat a little liquid food and mainly relied on intravenous drips to maintain his life.

Later, her condition improved and she was able to eat. The doctor then started making soup and steaming vegetables at home, making some easy-to-swallow and nutritious food and sending it to the hospital.

Everything seemed to be going well today. When Dr. Chen finished his lunch and opened the door of the ward, Xiao Niao was slowly drinking the soup in the bowl.

The soup didn't look particularly luxurious. It was clear and bright in color, more like water than soup. There was only a lean meat patty sinking in the bowl, and there wasn't anything special about it.

But as long as you take a sip, you can taste a unique sweet and fresh flavor. The meatballs are also chopped very finely, and they are good lean meat that is sweet and not fishy.

Xiao Niao buried his head and drank very attentively, seeming to like the taste of the soup very much.

Doctor Chen watched this scene not far away, feeling a little excited, but he couldn't show it, and he was holding it in with great difficulty.

She didn't want to disturb the bird's meal, so she turned and walked out of the ward, wandering around in the corridor.

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As the saying goes, people feel refreshed when happy events happen. Conversely, it can be understood that when people are in a good mood, everything looks good to them - for example, our Dr. Chen is in a good mood.

She was now walking in the hospital corridor in small steps, and it was as if there was a five-fold thicker soft light filter in front of her eyes.

Chen Xiaoyue looked at the floor and thought the bricks were laid so neatly. She looked at the potted plants in the aisle and wondered why she hadn't noticed that the flowers were growing so well before. Then she looked up at the lamp... Well, the broken lamp had been broken for eight hundred years and hadn't been repaired yet.

The head nurse who was passing by happened to glance at her and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The head nurse thought: "Is this Xiao Chen from the emergency department? Why is this kid so silly smiling at the fake flowers?"