Chapter 37 Thirty-seven, breaking down in Seattle

Wen Jiajia once had a wish, that is to write a diary novel with photos of her pregnancy experience in the United States, not for sharing with others, nor for becoming a well-known writer, but just for the anchor in her stomach Anchor stay a thought. After many years in the future, Momo will become the first reader of this book, and will also understand the complete process of his landing in this world. Then, she would take the opportunity to tell Momo, to be a good husband and father in the future, not to find a mistress, and not to ignore a woman when she conceives and bears children for him.This is the responsibility of a good man.

This wish originally just flashed through my mind, like a flying stone breaking through the atmosphere and falling to the ground.But the earth will leave holes that are difficult to fill due to the visit of flying rocks, some caused by flying rock fragments, and some caused by air currents.And this wish is also getting bigger and bigger in the bottom of my heart, like a hole smashed by a flying stone, gradually forming a determination to fulfill it. The cover of this diary is Lao Zhong, because he gave this little life a seed. But in the content, the hero who plays the most will be Frank.Without Frank, there would be no smooth production of anchors.He is the nobleman of Wen Jiajia and Momo.

Naturally, there will be some supporting characters in it, such as Chen Yue who likes to be petty and cheap but has a happy family, such as Xiao Zhou, a lesbian with a strong personality, such as Huang Tai, a single mother who has been a confinement center all her life, and the meeting Every mom-to-be says she's carrying Doctor Don, a boy, and so on. The title of the diary is called "Broken down in Seattle". Wen Jiajia never thought that her behavior of running up to the wedding scene to fight for Frank's injustice ended in her own fainting.If she had known earlier, probably...she would have made this choice too.

At this moment, Frank is driving the unconscious Wen Jiajias on the road at high speed.He was driving extremely fast, which was extremely inconsistent with his usual meek personality, but Wen Jiajia had no chance to see it. Frank didn't have time to worry about speeding, and his neck was already sweating. While making a phone call, he took out a hand to pat Wen Jiajia's face, "Jiajia, don't sleep, Jiajia, wake up, hold on!" Wen Jiajia didn't respond, but Frank still hoped she could hear.Having seen many patients on the front line of life and death in the hospital, Frank deeply understands how important it is for friends and relatives to call for people who are on the verge of death.Sometimes it may be because of such a sentence, and add a little more courage to the patient.

The phone was connected, and Doctor Tang's relaxed voice came over there: "Hello." Frank shouted: "Didn't you notice that Wen Jiajia's urine specific gravity is greater than 1.02, and there are two plus signs for urine protein?" Doctor Tang is still a little casual: "I have seen so many patients, it will be fine if you are a little taller." Many doctors have this kind of occupational disease, because it is so common to see some abnormal indexes that even if they see one more, they will not feel that there is a big problem, so they always say to patients: "It's okay."

But the patient's understanding of "nothing" is very different from that of the doctor. Frank continued: "resting heart rate > 110 beats/min, respiration > 24 beats/min; diastolic gallop rate can be heard at the apex of the heart; moist rales at the lung base, you must consider the possibility of pregnancy induced hypertension." In other words, Wen Jiajia's index is enough to cause consequences other than "nothing". Doctor Tang seemed to be affected by Frank, and said nervously: "This kind of situation usually only happens to older women..."

This seems to be a self-consolation, as if as long as you are not an older pregnant woman, there will be no danger. Frank stated: "Young primiparous women are also high-risk groups." Doctor Tang was very upset that his professional field was seriously challenged: "You can find out who is a licensed doctor first, okay?" Frank replied rudely: "Let me tell you, I used to see more patients in a day than you in a month! If you don't want to have an accident, I suggest you rush to the hospital immediately!" Ten minutes later, Wen Jiajia, who was in a semi-comatose state, was placed on a stretcher. Frank, a nurse and a young doctor hurriedly pushed her through the corridor, just like what is often played on TV.There were no people on both sides of the corridor, and even if there were, they stood against the wall tacitly, making way for those who rescued the dying and healed the wounded.

Frank explained the condition to the young doctor in English. He was glad that he was well versed in medical principles, otherwise Wen Jiajia would be in more danger if he was delayed for a minute, and he would not have time to wait for the doctor to review the test report again. "10 days of overdue pregnancy, heart rate > 100 beats/min, pulmonary rales, distended jugular veins, I suspect left ventricular heart failure..." The young doctor was also very nervous: "Are you a doctor?" Frank nodded, "Yes." At this time, Wen Jiajia woke up slightly, and seemed to see the shadow of Frank in front of him in a daze. His clothes were unbuttoned twice and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows.

Wen Jiajia didn't know that she was in a dangerous situation, and she was still busy committing nympho: "Frank, you are so pretty..." Frank quickly lowered his head to talk to her, trying to keep her from falling into a coma: "You are also very beautiful today, very beautiful!" Wen Jiajia didn't praise herself, but was busy comparing herself: "Compared to your ex-wife?" Frank nodded solemnly: "Better than her." Wen Jiajia tried to smile: "I'm relieved." Then, she grabbed Frank's hand and seemed to understand her situation: "Tell them to keep the baby!"

Frank said, "Don't worry, everything is fine." I don't know if I said this to Wen Jiajia or to myself. Wen Jiajia continued to ask: "Also... I have to give birth by myself. I don't have money for surgery. I already bought that dress." Frank was taken aback by what she said: "Don't worry, everything is up to me." However, Wen Jiajia seemed to be about to fall into a coma again after explaining to her future generations. Frank hurriedly patted her: "Jiajia, Jiajia..." Wen Jiajia tried her best to open her eyes, but she still cared about her appearance: "Frank, let's take that stupid test again, you are so fucking handsome as a doctor!"

Then, the endless darkness rushed towards Wen Jiajia.She couldn't control it by herself, that kind of darkness quickly gathered together, forming a huge void, and the strong suction pulled her down, and she was powerless at all. Wen Jiajia whirled in the black hole for a long time, as if she had fallen asleep without a dream, or a bit like a ghost pressing the bed. She was dizzy and had some hallucinations. She wanted to wake up with all her strength, but she couldn't.Only vaguely, people walking around and speaking in low voices can still be heard, all in English. Wen Jiajia thought that she was only in a coma for a while, but when she woke up, she found that she was already lying in a hospital bed, not the operating room as in TV dramas, and she was not wearing a surgical gown or a big mask around her. doctors and nurses. Beside her, there are various monitoring instruments that cannot be named, making weak sounds.Only one of them she probably knew was monitoring the electrocardiogram and pulse, which was standard equipment when her father was hospitalized. Her eyes gradually looked down, she didn't have a tall belly, and she was holding a drip in her hand, and the cold liquid was being poured into the blood vessel little by little. Frank, who was sitting next to Wen Jiajia, stepped forward to hold her hand almost the first moment she woke up. Wen Jiajia looked at him belatedly, and wanted to speak, but her voice seemed to be removed by surgery, and she couldn't make a sound. So, she had no choice but to raise the hand that was on the drip, pointing to her stomach, her eyes full of tension. Frank understood: "Anchor is fine. He's a big fat boy." Only then did Wen Jiajia's eyes calm down, she closed her eyes, and fell asleep again. It is said that the best way for people to repair themselves is to sleep.The same goes for Wen Jiajia. Although Wen Jiajia did not consciously participate in the whole production process, it still consumed most of her energy.It was not until a few days later that she realized that the production almost cost her and anchor's life, and thanks to Frank's presence, the damage was minimized. Because of pathological jaundice, anchor had to stay in the hospital for observation in an incubator, while Wen Jiajia was in a coma for a whole week because of pregnancy-induced hypertension.The nurse exclaimed that she had never seen such a good husband. He stayed by her bedside almost without eating or sleeping for seven days and seven nights.No wonder Wen Jiajia saw Frank when he first woke up, and he returned to his slovenly appearance. For Frank, it was seven days and seven nights, and for Wen Jiajia, it was just a dream. After that, Wen Jiajia stayed in the hospital for observation for a few days. When her various indexes returned to normal and the process of self-healing came to an end, she walked out of the hospital and took the first breath of fresh air outside. Frank drove the car steadily, and it took twice as long to get back to the confinement center than rushing to the hospital. Wen Jiajia sat lazily in the car, admiring the scenery along the road, and was still somewhat unable to adapt to the wonderful feeling of the sudden disappearance of her stomach. Of course, the sense of discomfort is not only physical, but also visual.When the car arrived in front of the confinement center, Wen Jiajia still seemed a little different, as if the last time she left here was many years ago. Frank helped Wen Jiajia get out of the car, walked into the house, put her on the bed, and after a while brought out another bowl of porridge from the kitchen, which was still warm. Wen Jiajia drank spoonful after spoonful of the porridge delivered to her mouth by Frank's thoughtful service, her tears fell suddenly like beads off the thread, and she couldn't stop it. Only then did she start to feel scared. When she touched the soft bed, breathed the familiar smell in this room, and finally tasted the smell outside the hospital, her emotions burst out. Frank picked up a tissue and helped Wen Jiajia wipe away tears: "Anchor is fine, newborn jaundice is very common, and it will be cured after a few days of fluorescent light. Julie was also like this when she was a child." But Frank's consolation did not stop the water, but fueled the development trend, which made Wen Jiajia's tears fall more and more fiercely. Frank continued: "You can't cry during confinement, it's not good for your eyes. You have to take good care of your body, and you have to breastfeed after receiving the anchor and returning home in two days." Wen Jiajia got excited, and suddenly hugged Frank, crying loudly. Only then did Frank shut up, put down the porridge silently, and put his arms around Wen Jiajia.