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Zhang Yanfeng drove, and after two hours, he finally arrived at the hospital in the nearest county.
The conditions of this hospital are really very simple. It can only be regarded as a small sparrow with five internal organs. If you try to find it and piece it together, you can probably recognize it.
This is also a classic prototype of the current domestic urbanization development, that is to say, the regional development of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai is relatively balanced, and the following cities and counties have developed well in terms of medical care and public facilities.
Residents living in the counties and cities below do not have the great urge and need to migrate to the provincial capital or nearby big cities;
And Rongcheng in Sichuan Province is another extreme manifestation. It is probably because the counties and cities below are too far behind Rongcheng from every angle, so the residents of the cities and counties below instinctively gather and move to Rongcheng. This is also the origin of the so-called ridicule that Rongcheng sucked blood from the whole province.
Wound treatment, blood transfusion, Zhou Ze asked his colleagues here to help him deal with it here. As for some damage to the internal organs, Boss Zhou has no hope, and can only rely on himself to recover slowly in the future.
Because Boss Zhou, the patient's forced request, refused to operate, the doctors in this hospital also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, in their opinion, Boss Zhou's injury was really like dying. The doctors left after a few documents.
Lawyer An's food poisoning was much easier to deal with, anyway, several methods were tossed in turn.
As long as doctors and nurses don't rush into the ward to call family members to announce that Lawyer An is dead, everyone will not have the slightest worry.
The little zombie was not required to receive treatment and treatment. Zhang Yanfeng requisitioned a ward with his own identity. There were three beds in it. Zhou Ze lay in the middle, and the one next to the door was reserved for Lawyer An. On the innermost bed covered by gauze curtains was a little zombie.
Lao Zhang stood at the door, as if on guard, even if doctors and nurses came in, he would inform them first.
Unlike Zhou Ze and Lawyer An who are still ordinary people, the little zombies are out-and-out zombies. Not to mention that the local doctors don¡¯t know how to treat zombies, even if they get the test report on the little zombies, they will probably be able to treat them. fainted.
When it was almost dawn, nurses and doctors came in pushing Lawyer An's stretcher, and everyone helped put Lawyer An on the hospital bed while continuing the infusion.
A busy night ended like this.
In the morning, a group of local policemen came. It should be because Zhou Ze and Lawyer An¡¯s injuries were special, so they came to make routine inquiries, and Lao Zhang went to deal with it.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhou Ze woke up. Yingying had been sitting beside Zhou Ze's hospital bed, very close to Zhou Ze, which was also convenient for Zhou Ze to sleep.
When I woke up, it was an exaggeration to say that I was refreshed, and my body was still weak, but at least it was no longer the embarrassment of last night when I was only breathing and hanging.
Yingying took out the Bi'anhua oral liquid in the car and gave it to Zhou Ze, and fed Zhou Ze some porridge.
Lawyer An on the hospital bed next to him began to "hum" non-stop, declaring his sense of existence,
It's like a little kid crying "Wow, wow, wow", hoping to attract the attention of adults.
Yingying was about to bring out another bottle of Bi'anhua Oral Liquid, but Zhou Ze said directly:
"He hung up on glucose all night, and he won't die from starvation."
Lawyer An next to him immediately opened his eyes when he heard the words, lay on the pillow and looked at this place with a resentful face, and said:
"Boss, can't you be a little more sympathetic to the subordinates who suffered work-related injuries?"
"good,
You are not suitable for eating now,
Listen to me, I am a professional. "
A word from an "expert" can indeed silence all reasons and complaints.
Zhou Ze fell asleep again in the afternoon, and didn't wake up until evening. Attorney An next to him seemed to be looking at some documents with his mobile phone. He still had a job in a law firm, but since he entered the bookstore, he rarely to manage.
That floating fortune is nothing to him, the real money is the smuggling business that is still being maintained, and it also corresponds to the "fact" that the ways to make a lot of money are written in the criminal law.
Zhou Zeneng got out of bed, walked out of the ward with Yingying's support, and walked around the corridor twice. The two doctors who participated in the treatment last night saw this scene and exclaimed miracles, and took out their mobile phones to take pictures and post them on Moments .
Zhou Ze understood the hard work of his colleagues, and even took a photo with them.
After turning around and coming back, the wounds on his body that had just scabbed open again, and some placesBoth have a clear sense of urgency and goals, and they are busy struggling with each other. The second is because they are both smart people. They belong to the kind of brothers in orphanages. Identity, in fact, how deep the relationship is, I really can't talk about it.
Maybe it's because both of them are too smart, and smart people will always know how to make trade-offs.
Wang Ke intends to take little Lolita back first. Firstly, he needs psychological reassurance, and secondly, it has been so long since the start of school, and it is time for the child to go to school.
Zhou Ze nodded in agreement,
At the same time, he pointed to the bed next door and asked Wang Ke if he wanted a son.
The bed next door happened to pick up a son, if you want to take it back to raise it, you can also be a companion for little loli.
Of course Wang Ke didn't dare to agree, but he said that if the little boy had psychological problems, he would take time to go to the bookstore to give him psychological counseling.
It is really,
Wang Ke no longer dared to take anything back home,
And it was taken back from Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze didn't force it, but he was a little regretful that he couldn't see a plot that was more exciting and twisted than "Thunderstorm" in the real version.
After Wang Ke left,
Zhou Ze just remembered the bookstore, and signaled Lao Zhang next to him to call the bookstore, is that little black girl good or not?
Zhang Yanfeng immediately took out his mobile phone, dialed Xu Qinglang's number, and then handed the mobile phone to Zhou Ze.
"Hello, Old Xu."
"Hey, boom!"
Forehead¡¡¡¡
"Hey, Lao Zhou, I'm sorry, there was a problem with drawing a talisman just now, and I blew up myself.
Call me, what's the matter? "
By the looks of it,
Old Xu has been living comfortably in the bookstore with Deadpool these days. Apart from being silly and laughing, Deadpool basically does whatever he is asked to do. In the bookstore, Old Xu is just doing talismans besides doing beauty for himself. No more wasting time cooking for everyone.
"How is the black girl brought back by the old man?"
"Old Taoist? Black girl?" Xu Qinglang was puzzled, and said, "Didn't the old Taoist go out with you?
Black girl, black girl from which country? Old Zhou, your aesthetic has been deformed to that point, right? "
"Okay, it's all right."
Zhou Ze hung up the phone,
Glancing at the people around him, he said:
"The old man hasn't gone back yet." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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