Picking the stars

Song Er bought a ticket for the latest flight, and after a twelve-hour flight, he rushed from the airport to the hospital without stopping.

When she walked into the hospital door, she tripped over something, and Song Er fell to the ground. People passing by hurriedly helped her up and asked her if she needed help.

Song Wei seemed to be immune to pain. It was painful to fall to the ground, but she couldn't feel it at all, and she didn't care to see if the palm of her knees and palms were broken. She only vaguely thanked passers-by. He hurriedly walked inside.

She met her assistant in the hallway. The assistant was surprised that she came so quickly, and soothed: "Don't panic, the professor is already awake."

Song Er nodded, indicating that she had heard it, but the panic in her heart was not less than that, and she hurried to the outside of the ward.

Pei Ji woke up, wearing a blue striped hospital gown, quietly leaning back on the pillow, her expression was very calm, giving a special sense of tranquility, Song Wei stopped at the door of the ward, watching Pei Ji intently.

The nurse was giving Pei Ji an injection, Pei Ji lowered his eyes slightly, watching the nurse's movements, the needle went in, her eyebrows twitched slightly, but there was no expression of fear or pain.

The nurse stood up, adjusted the flow rate of the infusion tube, smiled and said something to Pei Ji, Pei Ji looked up and listened, still gentle and quiet, and wanted to speak, he saw Song Wei standing at the door.

Her attention was completely occupied by Song Er, and after smiling at her, Song Er walked in and walked to the bed.

After the nurse had the injection, when the family members were coming, she pushed the cart out.

Song Wei stood in front of Pei Ji, looked into her eyes, and asked, "How are you?"

Pei Ji replied: "It's great." She knew that Song Er was coming, but she didn't expect her to come so soon. She wanted to say that she could be discharged from the hospital and go home soon, but she looked at Song Er's expression. , These words can not be said.

Song Wei didn't believe the "great" in her mouth. She lowered her head and looked at the back of her hand where the needle was pierced. Her hand was so thin that she could see the blue blood vessels, and a small bruise had been pierced out.

Song Er's expression was sad, Pei Ji comforted her: "There is no big problem, only when you are tired, you will faint, and you will be fine if you take a rest."

After she finished speaking, she told Song Er a good news: "There was still a meeting, but yesterday I received a notice and it was cancelled for some reason. When I was discharged from the hospital, I could go home directly without staying."

When she said these words, her tone was different from the usual peace, and she was slightly uplifted. She was really happy to hear.

Song Er was also affected by her emotions and followed with a smile, but the next moment, his heart was bluntly hurt, looking at Pei Ji and asking, "Why didn't you tell me?"

The assistant hasn't told Pei Ji that Song Ye already knew that she had been infected with the virus.

She froze for a moment, thinking that Song Wei was referring to her fainting, and explained: "It was too sudden, I didn't anticipate it in advance, but there were many people in the venue at the time, and the organizer called an ambulance as soon as possible.

She tried to reassure Song Er that she did not suffer any bad things.

If the assistant didn't talk to Song Er, Pei Ji would not tell Song Er, because she understood the powerlessness of her being unable to be by her side when the other party had difficulties. She didn't want Song Ye to experience this powerlessness.

Song Yi was very comfortable. Pei Ji thought that Song Yi would not ask again if she said that, but she was wrong. She heard Song Yi and asked her: "Why didn't you tell me that you were infected with the virus?"

At this question, Pei Ji's face changed. She looked up at Song Wei for a few seconds, then bowed her head again without answering.

The liquid level in the infusion bag slowly lowered, the walls of the ward were pure white, the curtains were all opened, and the light was bright.

Pei Ji's gown looked like a size bigger, loose, and the collarbone under the neckline was too thin. After the injection in her left hand, she didn't move. Holding the bed sheet in her right hand, she twisted her thumb and index finger. This was a sign of her nervousness to escape.

Song Wei can't tell how regretful she is now. She knows about the W virus. She has read a lot of news and learned about the virus in depth. She knows that the cure rate of the virus is very low. Even if it is cured, there will be sequelae. Even some patients have a full-scale immune system collapse. After the cure, they soon die from other problems.

She saw the helpless black people in the news, saw the terrible situation after their illness, saw many people dying because of the virus, and was worried. When the news that Pei Ji’s team developed a vaccine came, she was not only for her. She is talented and happy, and proud of her ability to help so many people and save so many lives.

But she never thought that Pei Ji would be infected with the virus.

She was one of those infected people who were lying on a stretcher, who was tortured by the virus and had a yellowish face, massive external bleeding, vomiting blood, and unconsciousness waiting to die.

Song Wei endured regret, grief, and many unspeakable emotions. Each of these emotions was very strong, and they struck her heart.

Pei Ji's attitude softened. She stretched out her hand and said softly: "I'm cured, and I'm fine now."

He tried to divert Song Er's attention and said in a natural tone: "I am going to start a new research project, and I will stay in the laboratory in the second half of the year without going on business."

Not on business trips, every day from 9 to 5, I can see each other every day. She hopes that Song Er will be happy to hear this, and then forget the unhappy things.

Pei Ji was still very tired, and she fell asleep again before long.

The assistant finally found a Chinese restaurant. After walking a long way, he bought the meal and came back, so he could only put it first.

Song Er sat in front of the hospital bed.

Because of her presence, her breath made Pei Ji feel at ease, and Pei Ji's appearance after falling asleep was more peaceful than when she was awake, as if he had never experienced any bad things, it was the peace of being born without pain and joy.

Song Wei looked at her, full of the tragic situation of the infected person he had seen in the picture. She had never thought that Pei Ji had suffered such suffering and was only one step away from death.

Pei Ji only slept for two hours and then woke up. After waking up, he was obviously more energetic. It seems like she said, it is not a serious problem, just rest and rest.

She deliberately didn't mention the infection of the virus, and wanted to fool the past. She thought it was meaningless to mention the past, and it would only make Song Er sad.

She actively asked her when she could be discharged during the doctor's round, and then cooperated with all the doctor's orders.

She ate half a bowl of rice, trying to convince Song Er to believe that there was nothing wrong with her.

“It’s been almost half a year since the last fever. It’s a normal frequency to get sick once every six months.” She took out the data to increase the credibility of her words, but did not tell Song Er, shortly before Song Ye knew about the fever. , She also burned once.

Song Wei listened to everything. It was the professor who was sick. She shouldn't let the professor worry about her in turn. She took care of Pei Ji carefully, but there was a voice in her heart, accusing the professor of getting the virus because of you.

The next day, the doctor came to the ward round and asked Pei Ji a few questions.

He is a typical British man, wearing a pair of glasses, a little fat, and sparse hair. After checking Pei Ji, he sighed and shook his head, and said, "Your physique is too weak. You need to pay more attention in the future." He did not find out that Pei Ji had been infected with the virus, but he could see that her immunity was low, her resistance was weak, and she was more tired than ordinary people.

Song Wei listened to the side and asked, "What should I do?"

The doctor replied: "There is no way. It is easy for the body to change from good to bad, but it is difficult to change from bad to good. You can only cultivate good habits and avoid doing things that damage your health."

He finished speaking and left.

When Pei Ji's cup was empty, Song Wei got up, picked up water for her, set it aside, and let her reach out to get it.

Pei Ji reached out and took the cup, but she was not thirsty, so she only let the water touch her lips, then put it back, and then wanted to think about a topic and talk to Song Er.

She was looking down and thinking, but Song Er first spoke: "When did it happen? Why did she get the virus?"

Her attitude is very firm, she is inquisitive, and wants to ask for some understanding.

But if she was very fierce and forced to ask Pei Ji, Pei Ji might not answer and respond with silence, but Song Wei was firm, but did not force her, her voice was very soft, her tone of voice was weak, and she did not meet Pei Ji’s eyes. Looking away slightly, he landed on the pillow beside Pei Ji's face.

Seeing the guilt in her heart, Pei Ji felt relieved.

"It's an accident. Our research base is a very safe place. It is protected very tightly and will not come into contact with the source of infection. It was I who saved the individual and she was infected with the virus."

She knew that Song Er must be guilty, because she forced her to go, but Pei Ji did not want to see her guilt, so he tried his best to explain that if he only went to West Africa to do research, he would not be infected with the virus. They are safe, the virus is good, the war is chaotic. It doesn't matter, it doesn't affect them, because she saves people by herself.

"Therefore, I am the only person infected with the virus in the base, because it is my own sake, the base..." Pei Ji took the responsibility to herself, but before she finished speaking, a drop of water fell on the back of her hand. It was warm, but it made Pei Ji feel hot.

She closed her mouth and said no more.

She hoped that Song Er could regret and change the practice of forcing her to go when something went wrong, but she didn't want to see Song Er's guilt, nor did she want Song Er to cry.

She cries, she will feel distressed, and will be more uncomfortable than her.