Zhang Jun woke up the next morning.

Ling Zikai and the old man had just fallen asleep when they heard the news and immediately rushed to the intensive care unit.

Zhang Fang's mother and daughter, who also got the news, also came in a hurry.

"Doctor Wu, how is Xiao Jun, can I go in and see him?"

Seeing Professor Wu coming out of the intensive care unit, the old man hurriedly asked.

Although Professor Wu has passed the age of six, he is still a junior compared to the old man, so he did not feel any discomfort at all when the old man called himself "Little Doctor Wu", but said respectfully:

"Chief, Major Zhang is in very good condition, and now he has woken up, but the inside of the custody room is a sterile area, and outsiders can't enter. You can only say hello to him through the glass window!"

"Okay, I'll just look out the window. ”

Professor Wu accompanied the old man into the isolation room of the intensive care room.

Through the glass that is half the size of a wall, you can clearly see the scene inside.

At this time, Zhang Junping was lying on the hospital bed, and the oxygen mask on his face had been replaced with an intubation, revealing a delicate face.

This is Ling Zikai seeing Zhang Jun again after the old man's birthday banquet.

Compared with that time, Zhang Jun is much thinner now, and his skin has darkened a little, but he looks much more mature and full of masculinity.

Probably sensing the movement of someone outside, Zhang Jun turned his head sideways, and after seeing the old man and others outside the glass wall, he subconsciously wanted to get up from the hospital bed, but he pulled the muscles on the surgical wound, and a heart-piercing pain came, and he couldn't help grinning.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly waved his hand at him, signaling him not to move, and then gave him a thumbs up, which naturally meant to appreciate the actions he showed during the injury.

After receiving the old man's praise, Zhang Jun felt a little embarrassed, and then showed a proud smile.

In his impression, every time he sees his grandfather, he is always full of majesty without smiling, even if you do a good job, you will not show praise or other actions in front of everyone. Now he actually gave himself a thumbs up, which really flattered him.

Just as the old man and Zhang Jun were communicating with each other there, Professor Wu walked up to Ling Zikai's side and whispered, "Mr. Ling, do you have any suggestions for Major Li's next stage of recovery?"

Ling Zikai said with some tears and laughter: "Professor Wu, you are asking the wrong person what you said! I am not a doctor in your hospital, so how can I be qualified to make any suggestions." Treat it however you want!"

Professor Wu was also a little helpless when he asked.

For Zhang Jun's next stage of postoperative recovery treatment, the hospital has already had a set of plans. It's just that he was afraid that Ling Zikai would put forward other suggestions at that time, so he wanted to ask for his opinion in advance, so as not to put the hospital in a passive position when the time came. Seeing Ling Zikai say this, his heart suddenly relaxed a lot.

Subsequently, Zhang Siping and Zhang Jiefang also rushed to the hospital to visit Zhang Jun, and also said hello to Zhang Jun outside the isolation room.

Ling Zikai told Zhang Siping about the construction of the sanatorium.

After learning that this was the old man's opinion, Zhang Siping naturally would not object, but as Ling Zikai had considered before, Zhang Siping was also worried that because of his relationship with He Wandong's uncle, the outside world would have other thoughts about this matter.

He didn't have the confidence to deal with the suspicions of others like the old man, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Since the natural environment of your place has a very good healing effect on people's health, I think we can first invite a few retired veteran cadres of the military region to live there for a few days, so that they can experience the benefits for themselves."

When the time comes, those old cadres can put forward a proposal to build a sanatorium, which will be much more justified!

I'll take care of that, and you'll just have to make those old guys happy when the time comes. ”

With Zhang Siping's statement, Ling Zikai knew that this matter was already inseparable. As for how to serve those old cadres, Ling Zikai would not care about it at all, as long as they arrived at Weiyang Lake to live for a while, I was afraid that he would not be able to drive them away if he wanted to.

At noon, Du Juan and the others also returned from Hong Kong Island and visited Zhang Jun in the hospital.

During this period, Ling Zikai went to the intensive care unit and secretly used the ancestral energy to sort out the wounds in Zhang Jun's body, and did not speed up the recovery, so he slowly healed in the days to come. If it was cured all at once, the doctors at the hospital would have been shocked.

Even so, Zhang Jun's postoperative recovery is several times faster than others.

After Ling Zikai let Zhang Jun be discharged from the hospital, he went to Yunhai Forest Farm to recuperate for a period of time. This suggestion was naturally affirmed by the old man, and he said that he would go back to Yunhai with Zhang Jun to live for a period of time.

Seeing that there was no practical point in staying in the hospital, Ling Zikai asked the old man to say goodbye.

Zhang Nan has been staying in the sea of clouds all these days, and now that she has arrived in Baishan, Ling Zikai asked her not to rush back, but to go home and live for a few days first.

Zhang Fang and He Ling were concerned about Zhang Jun's illness and stayed in Baishan temporarily.

When I went back, there were only three people, Ling Zikai, Du Juan and Su Guoer.

When we arrived at the sea of clouds, it was already evening.

Sugol stayed in town. Ling Zikai and Du Juan went to Weiyang Lake.

It had been less than ten days since he left the sea of clouds, but when Ling Zikai approached Weiyang Lake, he clearly felt that the surrounding environment had changed significantly.

The vegetation on the shore of the lake looks lush and lush after the previous transformation. The fresh air, surrounded by that new energy, pours into the nose, and the whole person's spirit is uplifted.

Before he reached the lake, he saw a white figure in the air swooping towards him in the distance.

Ling Zikai said in surprise: "Hey, isn't that a little white eagle? I haven't seen it for a few days, it has grown so big that it can actually fly into the sky!"

The cuckoo also said with some surprise: "When I went to Hong Kong Island a few days ago, this little guy could only toss a few times with his wings outstretched, but I didn't expect that now he has learned to fly!"

After the little white eagle flew into the sky above Ling Zikai, he retracted the wings that were about a meter wide, and let the latter fall on his shoulders all of a sudden.

Ling Zikai felt that his shoulders were obviously sinking, and the body of the little white eagle was very heavy.

"Good guy, it should weigh more than a dozen pounds now!"

Ling Zikai stretched out his hand and touched the head of the little white eagle, and said with a smile: "Little guy, I haven't seen you for so long, do you miss me a little!"