"Well, I got ......"

Zhang Dongsheng nodded, Zhang Yi was overjoyed in his heart,

Wan Guoqing still didn't lie to him, as long as Zhang Dongsheng agreed, the company could set up a production line, and if he could get the order, the money would roll in.

"Good, good!"

Zhang Yi held Zhang Dongsheng's hand, unwilling to put it down for a long time, and said a few good words in a row.

After coming out of Zhang Dongsheng's ward, Zhang Yi turned around and explained a few words to the secretary.

"Let's arrange Zhang Dongsheng's treatment here, find the best doctors and experts, see what is going on, and let him rest more......"

"Yes......"

The secretary kept nodding and promised to arrange it immediately.

In fact, immediately after Zhang Yi left, several people who were familiar with Zhang Dongsheng came to see him, all with flowers, and a chairman of the trade union, a fifty or sixty-year-old man who was not tall.

"I'll leave first, there's still an employee in our union who is hospitalized, I have to go and see it, hey, I'll leave for the time being......"

Zhang Dongsheng, the chairman of the trade union, was not very familiar with it, but since people came to visit, there was still the necessary politeness, so he nodded and sent people out.

I saw the man go upstairs directly, saying that there was an employee on the ninth floor who was hospitalized and wanted to visit.

Zhang Dongsheng actually just felt weak, and the doctor told him to rest, but at night he always heard crying from upstairs, which would lie in the ward for most of the day.

Thinking about it, I simply went out for a walk, and as soon as I went downstairs, I saw a bloody person on the seventh floor, lying on a stretcher and sent to the emergency room, which seemed to be surgery.

It was all bloody, he stopped, returned, and simply went up to the ninth floor.

There weren't many patients on the ninth floor, and Zhang Dongsheng was just breathing by the window, when he saw the chairman of the trade union talking to an old woman, and next to him, there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

The little girl wore a double ponytail whip, and her hair was a little sparse and yellow, and she seemed to be a little malnourished, but it was even more obvious that her eyes were large and her eyes were particularly black.

When looking at people, even if you don't smile, it makes people's hearts softer.

"Lao Yang's illness has dragged on for too long, and the company knows that you have difficulties, but at present, the company is really in difficulty, and being able to reimburse a little medical expenses is already a benefit that our union is trying to fight for everywhere, and it really can't be more......

The chairman of the union also had a sad face, and he seemed to be very familiar with the woman.

"Lao Liu, you also know that our Lao Yang used to be your master, but you can't see death without help, the hospital has already said that if the medical bills are in arrears this month, they will stop the medicine for Lao Yang......"

The woman bowed her head and was crying, and the chairman of the trade union was comforting her, and she kept calling her mother, and she was anxious.

But I really couldn't help it, I just heard the woman crying in the hallway.

In the hospital, the family members of the crying patients are there every day, and the people who walk by him can only cast sympathetic glances at her.

In those years, they were all poor, and no one had any food left.

"The family of patient No. 39 is here, go to the nurse duty room for a ......"

Suddenly, a nurse shouted at the woman, and the woman said hello to the chairman of the trade union, and after telling the child next to her, she hurriedly followed the nurse to the duty room.

Chairman Liu of the trade union, this meeting also saw Zhang Dongsheng, he is a good-natured and thin old man,

This took the little girl's hand and stood in front of Zhang Dongsheng.

"This little girl of my original master, named Yu Yao, his father has been sick for three or four years, the situation is not very good, the wages of the workers in the company cannot be paid, the medical expenses of these former retired workers cannot be reported at a time, I have lent him more than 1,000 yuan......"

The chairman of the trade union shook his head, reached out and touched Yuyao's head, and introduced Zhang Dongsheng to her.

"This is Technician Zhang, you can call Uncle Zhang, he is older than you......"

"Brother Liu, is Technician Zhang older than you? He should call me aunt, right?"

As soon as Yang Yuyao said this, Lao Liu smiled, agreed good-naturedly, and explained like Zhang Dongsheng.

"I entered the factory a little later, my master is two years older than me, this girl is the youngest, the master is very spoiled, but this little girl is very smart, don't mess around, then call my brother......"

The interpersonal relationship in the company is very complicated, such as the relationship between master and apprentice, fellow countryman, colleague or relative, etc., which is intertwined and difficult for ordinary people to distinguish clearly.

Zhang Dongsheng also touched the little girl's head at this time.

"I'm not a few years older than you, you call my brother, don't you have to go to school today?"

"She is still two months away from graduating from junior high school, and her mother wants her to work at the top class, but the company's benefits are not short of people at all, and the top class is not good, let's talk while we ......"

The chairman of the trade union didn't seem to hide it from Zhang Dongsheng, but when he left, Yang Yuyao followed and saw Zhang Dongsheng enter the ward on the eighth floor.

She poked her head over to look at him.

"Brother, are you sick too?

"Okay, I'm idle anyway, it's boring......"

Zhang Dongsheng readily agreed, and after the little girl cheered, she ran to the ninth floor again.

In the afternoon, Jiang Bing came running covered in sweat.

He didn't come back for a few days, and when he came back this time, he heard the news that Zhang Dongsheng was seriously ill and hospitalized, so he hurriedly ran over.

"Brother Zhang, what is your problem, is it serious......

Jiang Bing's eyes were red, and the smell of sweat on his body at this time made Zhang Dongsheng wrinkle his nose.

"I'm fine, but I'm about to be smoked to death by you, you hurry up and wash me over there, let's talk ......"

There is a bathing place in this ward, Jiang Bing who said Zhang Dongsheng smiled, feeling that Zhang Dongsheng was not polite to himself, so he hurriedly went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After he washed it, he changed into Zhang Dongsheng's clothes and came out, but Zhang Dongsheng was tall, and Jiang Bing was a little ridiculous, and his sleeves were empty and flicked around.

"Hehe, I'll go back and ask Wang Ping to bring me clothes, I'll live here tonight, serve you, I'll let Xiaodong do the things over there at the bonfire festival, anyway, he's familiar with the routine......"

The stubborn Jiang Bing felt that nothing was as important as Zhang Dongsheng at this time, and there could be no shortage of people around him, so he was not at ease and had to guard.

As the two were talking this, a little nurse entered the door, and when they saw Jiang Bing's appearance, the floor of the ward was wet, and they lost their temper at that time.

"Who are you, how can you take a bath in the ward, have you taken into account the patient's condition? If everyone is like you, isn't that taking advantage of the public?"

The little nurse thrust into her waist and became more and more angry, and Jiang Bing blushed and was a little caught off guard.