Zhang Xiaomei was quickly taken to the ward, and after finally lying down, she let out a sigh of relief. As soon as she lay down, to be honest, she wanted to sleep. By this time on any normal day, she would have already been sound asleep.
Every night she would not sleep until two or three in the morning, and would not wake up until twelve at noon. At two pm, she would take another nap until five or six pm. This was her usual routine. Now, with nothing to eat or drink and no sleep, she had not wanted to move at all for a long time. Now that she could lie down, that was enough.
"Dr. Tang, it's here. Suddenly, my stomach hurts, my blood pressure is low, and my blood sugar is a bit low."
Following that voice, accompanied by several footsteps, Zhang Xiaomei quickly clutched her stomach and started to groan, pretending quite convincingly to be a patient.
In fact, she wasn't entirely pretending, because she was hungry, and her stomach hurt from hunger.
