Chapter 180: Life hangs by a thread
Coming out of the sauna. Zhong Zhenghua called two more taxis. I went back to the mine with the big guy. And Zhong Yu took Zhang Yadong to have some supper. brought some food for Wen Jing and Zhou Zhilan. Then head straight to your accommodation in the old town.
Things for the sauna. Zhong Yu didn't mention it. Just a smirk. It's tacit. But for Zhang Yadong...... Of course, Zhang Yadong didn't mention the sauna. Maybe there's something else on mind. Think about the long term. After all, you have to live. You have to be quiet. With Zhou Zhilan. Live with a monk. You can't send people under the fence for a long time.
"Zhang Yadong. Did you find the shirt? Did you get what you wanted? "As soon as I opened the door. With a look of anxiety. Wen Jing immediately greeted Zhang Yadong. Because after Zhang Yadong left. Zhou Zhilan told Wen Jing everything. Because Wen Jing knew how important that shirt was to Zhang Yadong. That was almost Zhang Yadong's life.
"Found it. Zhang Yadong looked pleased. A smile on his face. A relaxed face.
"That'...... That's good. Listen to what Zhang Yadong said. The expression on Wen Jing's face relaxed a lot. I also breathed a long sigh of relief in my heart. But for Zhou Zhilan, who was standing at the door of the bedroom......
Found the shirt. Got things back. I got back the prescription for the treatment of "Zhang's syndrome". That is equivalent to saying that Zhang Yadong's illness has been cured. That means that Zhang Yadong can live in good health...... Zhou Zhilan was happy for Zhang Yadong in her heart. Of course, Zhou Zhilan hopes that the man she loves can live in good health. But thinking of the relationship between Zhang Yadong and Wen Jing. Thinking of Zhang Yadong's promise to himself, it was only when Zhang Yadong was terminally ill. In a hopeless situation......
Zhou Zhilan, who was standing at the door of the bedroom, was full of contradictions in her heart. Because on the one hand, she hopes that Zhang Yadong can live in good health. But he loves Zhang Yadong deeply. But he didn't want to leave Zhang Yadong. Even if it's just for five years. year. Or even just a month......
"Zhilan. What happened to you. Zhang Yadong saw Zhou Zhilan standing at the door of the bedroom. Seeing the abnormal expression on Zhou Zhilan's face, Zhang Yadong slowly walked in front of Zhou Zhilan. "Zhilan. Don't worry. I found something my mom gave me. It is the secret remedy for the treatment of 'Chang's syndrome'. ”
"Hmm. I know. I know. Zhou Zhilan looked a little excited. Some grievances. I didn't dare to look at Zhang Yadong squarely. He just turned around slowly. It's just ...... "It's just that the monk is in pain right now." Why don't you go in and see the monk? ”
"Monk. "When I think of the monk. Zhang Yadong hurriedly rushed to the bedroom. Ignored Zhou Zhilan. I didn't notice the tears rolling out of the corners of Zhou Zhilan's eyes.
"Monk. You're fine. Zhang Yadong stepped forward and grabbed the monk's arm. The only arm, looking at the monk's sweaty head. That pale face. Zhang Yadong's heart was extremely heavy. Of course, I was worried to the extreme.
"No...... All right. I can still stand up to this pain. Just ......"
Suffering. Mouth on the back. Lost an arm. The hanging bottle has run out of potion. The effect of anesthesia has passed. There are no painkillers...... Maybe it's painful. The pain that pierces the heart is something that no one can experience. But for monks. The pain is not on the back now. Not on the arm. It's in the heart.
"Dongzi. My left hand is gone. Am I a waste......
"It's not. No. Of course not. You don't have hands. But it's still better than a lot of people. Zhang Yadong hurriedly comforted the monk. Zhang Yadong knew the pain in the monk's heart. Knowing the pain of a person losing an arm.
"Dongzi. That was not what I meant. I don't care about my arms either. It's just that...... It's just that I don't have a left hand. I've become a wreck. Brother Bao's hatred. How can Brother Gang's revenge be avenged? The monk looked excited. His eyes filled with tears.
Listen to what the monk said. I heard the monk mention Wen Dabao and Li Chenggang. Zhang Yadong's eyes turned red. Wen Jing, who was standing behind her, began to cry. Zhou Zhilan silently shed tears again.
"Monk. After a long time, Zhang Yadong said to the monk with a cautious face: "You are not a wasted person. You still have me. As long as we are brothers, there is something we can't do. Uncle Wen's revenge must be avenged. Brother Gang's revenge will also be avenged. My mom. My uncle. My eldest brother's hatred ......" Zhang Yadong's words were not finished, and his voice was choked.
"Dongzi. Your mother ...... "The monk doesn't know about Zhang Yadong." The monk didn't know what happened to Zhang Yadong's family. The monk looked puzzled. Shocked ...... "What do you mean ......?"
Zhang Yadong did not speak. Just nodded silently. He just raised his arm and wiped the tears from his face heavily. "Monk. Do not say. You take a break. I...... I asked Zhong Yu to call the doctor. Prescribe some medicine for you. ”
Zhang Yadong led Zhong Yu out of the bedroom. Wen Jing slowly followed. Zhou Zhilan stayed in the bedroom. He looked at the monk with teary eyes. Gently wiped the beads of sweat from the monk's forehead. Take good care of the monks. Because Zhou Zhilan knows it in her heart. If it weren't for themselves. If the monk hadn't been trying to save himself, he might not have ...... at all now
After walking out of the bedroom, Zhong Yu hurriedly took out his mobile phone. The doctor's number was called. And then there's waiting. The long wait. In a few minutes, though, the bedroom door opened. With tears on her face, Zhou Zhilan rushed out. rushed in front of Zhang Yadong. "Brother Zhang. You go in and see the monk. Monk he ......"
"Monk, what's wrong with him. Zhang Yadong was shocked. "Whew" and stood up. Rush towards the bedroom. rushed to the monk's side. And the monk at this time......
Pale complexion. Weak breathing. The monk passed out in a coma. Maybe it's because of excessive blood loss. Maybe it's because the body is too weak. Or maybe it's the blow that has been suffered...... The monk fell into a deep coma. Life hangs by a thread.
"Monk. Monk. Brothers. You're going to have to hold on. Zhang Yadong grabbed the monk's arm tightly.
"Woo woo......" Wen Jing and Zhou Zhilan, who were standing behind her, cried again. Zhong Yu's eyes also turned red. hurriedly rushed to Zhang Yadong's side. "Dongzi. Take the monk to the hospital. It's ...... late."
Taken to the hospital. Now the wine is all monkeys. It is the world of Li Jiaying and others. Now the black and white dishes in the entire wine capital area are looking for themselves. If the whereabouts are exposed. Don't say it's a monk. Or even yourself. It's quiet. It's Zhou Zhilan who will be ......
"Can't go to the hospital. Zhang Yadong shook his head heavily. Then he took out the silver needle in his pocket. Removed the monk's clothes......
A silver needle goes down. The monk didn't react in the slightest; The monk still didn't move, and the three silver needles went down. The monk still hasn't come to his senses...... Until the monk's upper body is full of silver needles. But......
But the monk still didn't react in the slightest. But Zhang Yadong only had the last silver needle left in his hand. But Zhang Yadong knew it in his heart. If this needle goes down, the monk still doesn't respond. So......