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- ?Regardless of whether these are true or not, Yang Zongbao believes that this is a test for himself. -< Piao Tian Literature registered member recommends this work >- From that time on, Yang Zongbao will try his best to do anything that is impossible. God will not cancel the thing just because it seems impossible to you. itself. When there is no way out, the only option is to move forward. You may not be able to see the solution from where you are now, but as long as you take a few more steps, you will find that the road ahead will suddenly become clearer. This time is no exception. It seems to be an impossible task to turn the tide, save Huaxing, and save the Yang family from danger.
In the next three days, Yang Zongbao tried his best to cooperate with the doctor by resting when he should rest, getting up when he should get up, and exercising when he should exercise. Although I can't eat, I still receive nutritional injections. Although three days doesn't mean anything, Yang Zongbao wants to recover as much as possible, which is better than nothing. After all, he doesn't want to die young.
For three days, the Japanese ghost refused all visitors and stayed at the door of the ward. Except that Monk Hua came once a day and left a human skin tattoo, Yang Zongbao also turned a blind eye, otherwise the Japanese ghost would not let Monk Hua disturb the boss's rest. It¡¯s just that every tattoo is made of human skin, and Yang Zongbao also suffers from visual fatigue. When the nurse came to change the dressing this morning, the way she looked at him was like looking at some pervert. When Yang Zongbao came to his senses, he discovered that there had been a tattoo of human skin sealed on the cabinet beside the bed. In the glass, tattooed on it is a sickle. Forget about the sickle, it's still bloody. Needless to say, when did that guy Hua Monk get this?
"Thisthis is not mine." Yang Zongbao hurriedly explained.
"" What Yang Zongbao answered was the even weirder look in the nurse's eyes. The young nurse¡¯s name is Chai Zi. She has been coming to the Provincial Hospital for two years. She has never seen any kind of difficult patients: nouveau riche, officials, lustful ones, gamblers, bloody onesetc. There are all kinds of things, but I have never seen a pervert who collects dead human skins. Don't think that Chai Zi is ignorant. He doesn't know that the glass brick is sealed with real human skin. The skin is what he can distinguish most clearly after staying in the hospital every day, and the pores on the skin can be seen.
"It's really not mine." Yang Zongbao didn't want to be regarded as a pervert, but it always backfired.
Chai Zi felt sick listening to Yang Zongbao's words. So he concentrated on changing the intravenous drip and immediately left the ward without stopping, completely treating Yang Zongbao as nothing.
Yang Zongbao was really speechless.
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When Yang Zongbao was speechless in the ward, Chai Zi was surrounded by a group of nurses as soon as he left the ward.
"How is it, how is it? Isn't it disgusting?"
"No way, I heard he is the crown prince of Huaxing."
"What prince? Haven't you heard that Huaxing changed his surname? A phoenix that has fallen into the grass is worse than a chicken, haven't you heard?"
"What? A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. What do you know?"
""
The nurses gathered around and chattered. Where there are women, there are rivers and lakes.
Chai Zi was surrounded in the middle and could hardly breathe: "It's disgusting, it's disgusting."
"That's what I'm saying? Look at the person guarding his door. His face is ruined and terrifying. Look at the tattoo on his bald head. Those tattoos are really scary."
"Having such subordinates shows that the master is not a good person either."
""
Zhou Chuang saw the nurses gathering together to discuss Yang Zongbao from afar. He felt very irritated by the noise, so he naturally walked to the middle of the nurses and said, "Stop arguing and go to work."
"The flower protector is here and gone. Don't disturb other young couples."
I don¡¯t know who shouted, and the nurses in the circle dispersed.
Zhou Chuang frowned, but when he saw his head lowered and his ears and the back of his neck were red, Chai Zi was embarrassed to deny it in person: "It's work." After saying that, he said hello to the Japanese ghost at the door and entered. Yang Zongbao's ward.
Chai Zi only dared to move her stiff body when Zhou Chuang's figure disappeared. When Zhou Chuang approached just now, Chai Zi was so nervous that he didn't even dare to move. When he heard that Zhou Chuang did not deny that the little sisters were joking, he was even more elated. Zhou Chuang is handsome, well-educated, and has a good family background. Countless women in this hospital drooled when they looked at him. So when he learned that he and Dr. Zhou Chuang were taking care of the same patient, Chai Zi had hope in his heart. Maybe Maybe something good can really happen with Dr. Zhou Chuang. Sure enough, today proved that good things can really happen, and because of this, Chai Zi even felt less disgusted with Yang Zongbao.
"I'm going to be discharged from the hospital. Please take out my gastric tube." Yang Zongbao said as soon as he saw Zhou Chuang. Although Yang Zongbao has become slightly accustomed to the stomach after so many days,??But I still feel uncomfortable. In the past two days, the blood drained out has become less and less, and the stomach acid has increased, which proves that Yang Zongbao's gastric function has begun to recover.
"No." Zhou Chuang firmly refused without any hesitation or doubt.
"I have something to do." Yang Zongbao did not have the consciousness of being a patient and said it more firmly than Zhou Chuang.
"I'm a doctor." Zhou Chuang rarely raised his voice in front of Yang Zongbao.
"I have no money and can't afford to stay in the hospital." Yang Zongbao acted rogue.
"" Zhou Chuang was choked for a long time and was speechless. It took him a long time before he responded: "I'll pay you."
But Zhou Chuang didn¡¯t expect that Yang Zongbao would say something else: ¡°I¡¯m not used to owing others favors.¡±
Zhou Chuang was angry and smashed the medical records in his hand on Yang Zongbao's bed: "What do you want, no matter what, it won't work. You must have done it on purpose"
"It hurts." Yang Zongbao's foot was hit by the medical record book and hurt a little: "I really have something wrong."
"Do you have to go? You are risking your life." Zhou Chuang was really worried about Yang Zongbao's health.
"I really have something to do, don't try to persuade me." Yang Zongbao knew that Zhou Chuang was sincerely doing it for his own good, but the matter couldn't be delayed. Yang Zongbao also wanted to take good care of his health, but time did not allow it.
""
Zhou Chuang knew that Yang Zongbao was telling the truth, so his tone softened slightly, but he still held on to the last glimmer of hope that he could persuade Yang Zongbao: "Your physical condition is not suitable for getting out of bed, can't you stay up for three more days?"
"No, time is urgent." Yang Zongbao smiled and said to Zhou Chuang, "I was born to work hard, there is nothing I can do."
"Okay. But keep in touch at any time and come to me if you have anything." Zhou Chuang had no choice but to let Yang Zongbao go. In front of Yang Zongbao, Zhou Chuang always felt helpless and unable to overturn his ideas: "But you have to do it yourself Get out, I won't give you a discharge summary in your situation."
"Okay, Japanese ghost."
Yang Zongbao called out slightly, not loudly, but the Japanese ghost immediately opened the door and came in.
"Let's go." Yang Zongbao said nothing.
"Yes, boss." When the Japanese ghost is not smiling, it is so ugly that people dare not look directly at it, but when it smiles, it is more like an evil ghost from hell, and strangers are not allowed to enter. Zhou Chuang was very grateful to Ri Gui for not smiling in front of him. Otherwise, even if he was used to seeing all kinds of faces distorted by accidents, Zhou Chuang would not be able to look directly at Ri Gui's current appearance. Thinking of this, Zhou Chuang looked at Yang Zongbao with an expression of admiration.
"Don't mind, the Japanese ghost has no bad intentions." Yang Zongbao also noticed Zhou Chuang's eyes.
"Boss." Rigui pushed a wheelchair in from outside and helped Yang Zongbao get out of bed and move to the wheelchair.
"By the way, it's not good to pack the things in the cabinet so that others can see it." Yang Zongbao said to the Japanese ghost behind him, who had just put a blanket on Yang Zongbao's knees.
"Okay." Rigui turned around and went to sort out the glass human skin tattoos in the cabinet.
When I opened the cabinet door, there were three tattoos inside. One has a skull, one has a sickle, and one has a half-length girl, all of which indicate the dark side.
"Your interests are really special." Zhou Chuang finally saw the human skin that the nurses were discussing. He knew that everyone had quirks to some extent, but he didn't expect that Yang Zongbao's quirks were so strong.
"A friend gave it to me." Yang Zongbao didn't want to explain more. After several experiences where the explanation didn't make sense, Yang Zongbao gave up on explaining.
"Oh my friend?"
As expected, Zhou Chuang didn¡¯t believe it either. The Japanese ghosts were guarding the door. No one except the medical staff had come in in the past few days. Even Mei Wenxin was blocked from the door, without exception. They said it was a gift from a friend, but who? Air?
"Gone, gone."
Yang Zongbao had no choice but to hold the glass human skin tattoo in a plastic bag on his lap.
"Yes." Rigui pushed Yang Zongbao out of the ward.
Zhou Chuang couldn¡¯t believe that those two guys left without any scruples in front of him. He escaped from the hospital in broad daylight in front of his own doctor. This behavior is so outrageous. Zhou Chuang had no choice but to tidy up his white coat after Yang Zongbao left and walked out as if nothing had happened. If Zhou Chuang looked at himself in the mirror now, he would find that the expression on his face was somewhat similar to Yang Zongbao's expressionless face when he was pretending to be stupid. It seems true that birds of a feather flock together and people live in groups, and it is a truth that remains unchanged throughout the ages.
Before Rigui pushed Yang Zongbao out of the hospital, Yang Zongbao also took a look at Yang Tianming in the intensive care unit.
There were many people waiting at the entrance of the intensive care unit, and some Yang Zongbao thought??, some of them I don¡¯t know.
But Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t expect that Shen Hongbang would be among those waiting.
The space at the door of the intensive care unit seems particularly small. In order to save energy, the hospital lights are half on and half off. In this dark corridor with no sunlight, it is difficult to tell the difference between day and night, making it easy for people to forget the time.
¡°Perhaps it¡¯s because of the strong aura of the person waiting for Yang Tianming, that there is a clear barrier between him and the family members of other patients, and they are incompatible with each other. Yang Zongbao's arrival surprised them all, especially coming in a wheelchair.
At the entrance of the intensive care unit, an automatic door separates the inside and outside of the door.
Yang Zongbao did not provoke anyone. The Japanese ghost pushed Yang Zongbao to the door, leaned down, and Yang Zongbao whispered a few words in his ear.
Rigui then pressed the password in the password area on the door.
The door opened.
Before anyone could react, Rigui pushed Yang Zongbao in, and the door closed again. Everyone reacted and knocked on the door, but it was too late.
"How did you get in? You can't come in." A doctor in the intensive care unit noticed Yang Zongbao and the others suddenly appeared, but when he walked up to them, he suddenly closed his mouth.
"Doctor Wu." Yang Zongbao nodded.
"Oh." Wu Wenfang stayed in the intensive care unit because she had to take care of Yang Tianming. She thought it was a family member of a patient coming in, but when she saw it was Yang Zongbao, she swallowed everything she said. If the other party is a doctor, it is normal for him to know the password of the intensive care unit. Feeling a little frustrated, Wu Wenfang could only find some leverage with the Japanese ghost, pointing at the Japanese ghost and saying: "He can't come in." To view without ads, please go to -< Piaotian Literature Registered Member Recommends This Work >-
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