Feeling the strange gazes around him, Ling Zikai smiled and said, "Old man, you should thank all the doctors, they are the ones who have contributed to the treatment of Zhang Jun." ”

Old Man Zhang believed that Ling Zikai must have treated Zhang Jun after entering the operating room, but the treatment method must be very obscure, and others and Ben would not notice it. He couldn't say something in front of everyone, so he patted Ling Zikai on the shoulder with his hand, and the meaning of it was self-evident.

Then the old man turned to the other doctors and nodded in thanks.

With his status and status, it was impossible to say anything like gratitude to them, and that approving gaze alone was enough to make everyone feel extremely proud.

In comparison, it is a world of difference from the attitude towards Ling Xiaokai.

Fortunately, Zhang Siping and Zhang Jiefang, who were next to them, stepped forward at this time and shook hands with all the medical staff who participated in the operation and expressed their gratitude.

After a while, Zhang Jun's mobile surgical cart was pushed out of the operating room.

Everyone rushed up at once.

The female nurse in the cart hurriedly shouted, "Don't crowd everyone, the patient is still under anesthesia! ”

However, everyone waited outside for six or seven hours, just to see Zhang Jun come out safely from inside, how could they listen to the dissuasion of the female nurse. For a while, the operating cart was blocked in the passage, and I couldn't get through.

If it was the family of an ordinary patient, the female nurse would have reprimanded her angrily, but if the group of people in front of her was not a person who was about to be shocked three times by stomping on the ground in the Northern Province, it was too late for her to speak carefully, so how dare she forcibly disperse them. She was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, at this time, the old man coughed dryly and said, "Okay, everyone get out of the way, don't block the road." ”

Seeing the old man speak, all the people felt that they had retreated and made a way.

When the car pushed in front of the old man, the old man stopped the female nurse and said in a consultative tone: "Nurse, please stop, can you let me take a look first, just take a look." ”

At this time, the old man completely lost the appearance of the superior who was not angry and arrogant, just like an ordinary person, as if he was afraid that the other party would refuse, and asked the other party to make an exception with apprehension.

For the old man's request, even if he lent ten dares to the female nurse, he didn't dare to refuse, and stopped the car at once.

The old man walked to the position of Zhang Jun's head.

I saw that Zhang Jun's mouth and nose were covered by an oxygen mask, his eyes were closed, the skin on his forehead was a little pale, and he looked very weak.

The old man leaned down and called softly, "Xiaojun!"

The nurse kindly reminded, "Chief, the patient will not wake up until the anesthesia has failed, and now I can't hear your voice." ”

The old man nodded, stretched out his hand and stroked Zhang Jun's hair gently, his eyes were full of love, then he stood up straight, waved his hand, and motioned for the nurse to push the car away.

sent Zhang Jun to the door of the intensive care unit, because it was a sterile isolation area, so this time the nurse unceremoniously stopped everyone outside.

The old man looked at everyone and said, "Everyone will also toss here all night." Now that Xiaojun has come out safely, you can all go back with confidence, don't delay tomorrow's work!"

Director Ye stepped forward and said to the old man: "Chief, the place where you live has been arranged, it is on the side of the guest house of the provincial military district, let's go back and rest!"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Why are you running so far, just find a random house in this hospital, and tell me as soon as Xiaojun wakes up!"

In normal times, the most annoying thing for the old man is to go to the hospital, saying that he gets dizzy when he smells the smell of soda, and now in order to be able to see Zhang Jun wake up as soon as possible, he actually wants to stay in the hospital, which shows the position of this only grandson in his mind.

After everyone dispersed, there were only four people left in this building: the old man, Zhang Fang's mother and daughter, and Ling Zikai.

Zhang Jun, who entered the intensive care unit, didn't need relatives to accompany him at all, and it was useless for Ling Zikai and them to stay.

The old man asked Director Ye to find someone to arrange a place for Zhang Fang's mother and daughter to rest, but asked Ling Zikai to follow him to a lounge temporarily arranged by a hospital on the third floor.

"Brother Ling, will this operation bring any sequelae to Xiaojun?"

The old man still asked with some unease, obviously wanting to get a clear answer from Ling Zikai's mouth.

"Old man, Xiaojun has experienced a lot of trials in the outpost over there these days, so let him cultivate here for a while. You can rest assured, when he goes out, he will definitely be healthier than before. ”

"With you, what else can I not worry about!"

After getting the answer he wanted, the old man's mood was obviously much brighter.

At this time, although it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, the old man did not feel the slightest sleep, and after chatting with Ling Zikai for a while, he suddenly said:

"Zikai, the environment around your Weiyang Lake seems to be very different from other places. I've been there for a few days and I obviously feel like I'm in much better shape than before. ”

Ling Zikai knew that this must be because of the effect of the new energy that was born after the entire Weiyang Lake was transformed by himself, so he said with a smile: "Old man, if you think that place is good, you can treat it as your home, and you can go whenever you want, as long as you don't blame me for being inconsiderate!"

The old man waved his hand and said: "At your current age, it is a good time to start a business, if you really accompany me all day long, I am a bad old man, wouldn't you be wasting your youth! By the way, you said that if you set up a sanatorium in that place, what will be the effect?"

"Build a nursing home?"

Ling Zikai didn't expect the old man to make such a suggestion, and said with a wry smile: "Old man, you also know that I just cooperated with Uncle He's Tianlong Group to win the management rights of all the forest farms in the entire Yunhai Town, and I don't know what kind of busy I will be in the future, how can I have the heart to establish a sanatorium!"

"It's because your forest farm hasn't officially started construction yet that I'm making this suggestion. You can include this in your development plan. When the time comes, I can say hello to the Northern Military Region and list Weiyang Lake as a recuperation base for retired veteran cadres of the Military Region, and let them build it together with your forest farm!"

Hearing the old man's words, Ling Zikai's eyes couldn't help but light up.

In the early stage of the construction of the forest farm, it is necessary to carry out some necessary infrastructure construction, such as building roads connecting Weiyang Lake to the outside world, laying power lines, and establishing wireless communication base stations.

Not to mention how much money is needed to complete these constructions, it is also a headache to contact various departments for approval.

If we really cooperate with the Northern Military Region to build a sanatorium, all problems will be solved.

Everyone knows that China's national conditions are like this, as long as it involves the military and national defense, which department dares to shirk the blame and make things difficult and not give the green light?

Thinking of this, Ling Zikai raised his head and happened to see the old man's eyes looking at him, with a hint of meaningful color in his gaze.

Ling Zikai's heart moved again, and he said secretly: Perhaps, the old man's proposal to build a sanatorium is secondary, the real purpose is to let himself hitch a ride with the army, and in the future construction of the forest farm, it can reduce some unnecessary troubles.

It's just that with the old man's temperament, he will definitely not say this clearly, it all depends on whether he can comprehend the mystery or not.

"Old man, the current forest farm was jointly developed by me and Uncle He. If you cooperate with the Northern Military Region to build a sanatorium, I wonder if outsiders will have other ideas? I'm afraid that it will affect your reputation at that time!"

When the old man heard Ling Zikai say this, he knew that he had understood what he meant, and while secretly praising this kid for his good understanding, he also sighed that he was simple-hearted and able to think about the interests of the Zhang family everywhere.

After all, He Wandong is his son-in-law, and Siping is the current deputy commander of the Northern Military Region, so he will make others mistakenly think that the old Zhang family is borrowing the army's signboard and abusing power for personal gain.

"Brother Ling, you are too worried! I, Zhang Dashan, have done everything in my life in a dignified and upright manner, and can withstand any test. I'm really not afraid of others talking behind my back.

When it comes to selfishness, there's really a little bit of it. But not for you, but for those retired cadres who have made selfless contributions to the country and the army all their lives, so that they can live in good health.

Your Weiyang Lake is really good, as long as you live there for a long time, I'm sure everyone will be able to live a few more years. Moreover, there is a mysterious shaman guarding by the side, so even if you suddenly encounter a life-threatening moment, you can't stand idly by!

If you really want to talk about it, it is the Northern Military Region that takes advantage of you!"

The old man said with a somewhat sly smile.

Ling Zikai didn't expect that the old man's ultimate goal was to focus on the mysterious ability inherited by his ancestors, and he couldn't help but secretly say: I thought I could get some benefits, but I didn't expect it to become a chicken stealer. In this way, I will not become a voluntary health doctor for those old guys in the future.

As if he had seen Ling Zikai's thoughts, the old man smiled and said, "Brother Ling, do you feel that you have suffered a little bit? In fact, everything in this world has both positive and negative sides.

Don't look at the old guys who recuperated later, but before they retired, none of these people were prominent people with great power.

As long as they owe you a favor, hehe, it's an intangible wealth that you can't buy even if you spend any money!"

Looking at the meaningful smile on the old man's face, Ling Zikai had an understanding.

In the final analysis, the old man's suggestion was a big gift to himself.