Zhang Kun smiled bitterly: "But this can't be compared at all, what I gave you is a gold mine, but when it comes to it, it's just a piece of news, it's completely different." ”

"But for me it's the same, so you don't have to say these words in the future, the equity certificate is yours and can only be yours. Rest well, I'll come back to see you tomorrow. ”

After speaking, Cui Chuanchang didn't wait for Zhang Kun to reply, and then left the ward directly.

After Cui Chuanchang left, Thomson lowered his head slightly and took two steps forward, came to Zhang Kun's bed, bowed slightly, and whispered to Zhang Kun: "Zhang Xiansen, I'm very sorry for what happened that day, but they arrested my family, and I really can't help it." ”

Looking at the palm prints on Thomson's cheeks, which were still red, it can be seen how hard Cui Chuanchang's palm was before, listening to Thomson's words, a look of understanding flashed in Zhang Kun's eyes.

No wonder, if this is the case, the explanation is clear.

Zhang Kun asked softly, "Then your family is now?"

"I've been rescued by the boss, everything is safe. Thomson whispered.

"That's good, that's good. Zhang Kun smiled at Thomson: "The safety of my family is the most important thing, this is the case for me, it should be the same for you, or rather, for everyone, it is like this." ”

"If I were in your situation, I would have to make the same choice as you, so don't have any psychological burden, and most importantly, I'm not okay now. ”

Zhang Kun smiled at Thomson, who was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Zhang Xiansen, I owe you a life." ”

After speaking, Thomson glanced at Zhang Kun deeply, then nodded, and walked quickly towards the door, he was also responsible for Cui Chuanchang's safety work.

After everyone left, Zhang Kun slowly exhaled a breath of exhaust gas, his eyes looked at the white ceiling, and felt the pain that slowly came after the anesthetic in his chest subsided.

I don't know how long it will take to recover from the open heart surgery, but it's finally over.

But at this moment, a timid voice sounded in Zhang Kun's ears: "Zhang, Mr. Zhang, are you okay?" ”

Zhang Kun turned his head slightly to look at the translucent figure floating in the air next to the bed, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Well, Aunt Peng, thanks to you, it shouldn't be a big deal this time, just rest for a while." ”

"That's good, that's good!" In mid-air, Peng Chunhe patted his chest and whispered, his face a little relaxed.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't know, I was really scared to death that day, I saw you fall down like that, covered in blood, so scary, when you were operating, looking at the bullets taken out by the doctor, I heard that your lungs were pierced, and there was blood in your chest. Peng Chunhe seemed to have palpitations.

Zhang Kun smiled and moved his neck slightly: "Well, but it's okay now, Aunt Peng don't worry." By the way, what did you want to say to me that day? ”

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Peng Chunhe hurriedly shook his head: "Mr. Zhang, my affairs are not in a hurry, I am not in a hurry, you take care of your body first, and when you are well, we will talk." ”

Zhang Kun blinked, then nodded with a smile: "That's okay, it's really not convenient for me now, then when I'm well, we'll talk in detail." ”

"Uh-huh. Peng Chunhe nodded hurriedly, with an indescribable joy on his face. Although Peng Chunhe hasn't read many books, the meaning of Zhang Kun's words is very clear, this is a promise?

As soon as she thought of this, Peng Chunhe couldn't hide her joy, but soon she reined in, looked at Zhang Kun's full of pipes, and then hurriedly said: "Then Mr. Zhang, I won't bother you, you have a good rest first, and I will come to see you next time." ”

After getting Zhang Kun's nod, Peng Chunhe took a look of joy that couldn't help but come out again, and then left through the wall.

Through the window, looking at Peng Chunhe's fading back, the smile on Zhang Kun's face slowly converged, and then sighed lightly.

It seems that it is impossible to refuse this time, after all, if it wasn't for the voice that Aunt Peng called out that day, Zhang Kun had a few tenths of a second in advance of the reaction time, otherwise what would happen to the development of things later, Zhang Kun really couldn't imagine.

In general, this time the favor is ...... It's a big owe!

Zhang Kun looked bitter, but finally sighed lightly, and then slowly closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate.

It's useless to think so much, just pay it back slowly.

......

On the third day after Zhang Kun woke up, today Zhang Kun was able to turn slightly sideways with the help of others, or shake the hospital bed up, and then lean on the cushions, sit up for a while, and of course, start to eat a little liquid food.

It's just that breathing is still very difficult, the lung lobes are punctured, the alveoli are damaged, Zhang Kun feels that every breath will affect the injury of the lungs, bringing a pain, so Zhang Kun must still wear an oxygen mask at all times.

......

Day 10.

Today, the surgical wound opening of Zhang Kun's chest, after replacing countless bandages, finally began to heal slowly, and the entire upper body can also use a little strength to move on the bed, of course, it is still impossible to get off the ground.

In terms of eating, the doctor also let go a lot, except for avoiding some spicy food, everything else is casual.

As for the oxygen mask, it has also been removed, Zhang Kun's breathing recovery is very good now, as long as he does not take a deep breath, or exercise vigorously, he will no longer affect the wound in the lobes of the lungs, and it is basically fine.

......

Day 15.

Zhang Kun stood in front of the hospital bed, moved slightly, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh air outside.

Today, Zhang Kun is finally allowed to move on the ground with the permission of the doctor, but the scope is limited to the ward.

Lying on the hospital bed for half a month, breathing the smell of 84 disinfectant every day, although theoretically, Zhang Kun should have been accustomed to this smell, but when he was a doctor was completely different from when he was a patient.

At the very least, he was completely free to move around as he pleased, and from time to time he could leave the ward area to get outside for a breath, and when he went home at night, he was only 10 hours a day at most.

But lying in a hospital bed, that's 24 hours.

So, being able to move around and open a window to get some fresh air is good news.

Then, today, Zhang Kun finally waited for Peng Chunhe's request.

After Peng Chunhe saw Zhang Kun go to the ground, he knew that Zhang Kun's body had recovered very well, and finally couldn't help but say her request.

"Mr. Zhang, I want to ask you to help me, help my son, help me persuade him to return to school. ”