Zhang Yang and Zeng Zhixiong, who heard this, glanced at each other with complicated expressions, their eyes were full of relief, their noses were sore, and they had the urge to cry.

Zhang Yang blinked quickly, adjusted his emotions, looked at Zeng Yi with a smile on his face, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm proud of having such a strong and brave brother as you, I'm proud!"

"Brother Yang, when I get better, I want you to teach me kung fu, so that I can protect the people I want to protect like you!" Zeng Yi clenched his fists and said with a firm expression.

"Okay, let's say okay, when you're good, I'll teach you kung fu!"

After saying this, Zhang Yang looked at Zeng Yi with concern, and his voice became a lot softer, "How do you feel now?"

Zeng Yi stretched out his finger and pointed at his abdomen, "It's okay everywhere else, but it's still a little painful here!"

Zhang Yang looked at his abdomen, which was wrapped in thick gauze, nodded slightly, got up and walked out of the ward, ready to consult the attending doctor Wang Zhaoxue.

When he came to the door of the office, he found that Wang Zhaoxue was the only one in the huge office, she was sitting at the desk, looking at the photo in her hand with straight eyes, her eyes were ruddy, and she seemed to be talking to herself.

Zhang Yang, who was standing outside the door, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, and asked softly, "Doctor Wang, am I ...... Can you come in?"

After hearing Zhang Yang's voice, Wang Zhaoxue quickly put the photo in her pocket, took a deep breath, raised her hand to wipe her moist eyes, and got up to look at Zhang Yang, "Hello, is there anything wrong?"

"Doctor Wang, Zeng Yi said that he still has labor pain in his abdomen, what is going on?" Zhang Yang asked in a low voice.

After hearing the pain, Wang Zhaoxue's body trembled like an electric shock, and the smile on her face that was originally squeezed out disappeared, her teeth bit her red lips tightly, and a trace of helplessness flashed on her face.

After taking several deep breaths in a row, she glanced at Zhang Yang with her spare eyes, and after a moment of silence, she whispered, "Actually...... The patient's condition is not optimistic, but don't worry, I'm trying to figure it out!"

"Not optimistic?" Zhang Yang frowned, "What does this mean?"

"Let me tell you the truth, Zeng Yi's condition is exactly the same as my mother's condition at that time, she received a sharp stab wound to her abdomen, which hurt her internal organs, and my father and I tried everything we could at that time, but we couldn't do anything, and finally watched my mother die, but we couldn't do anything!"

"My mother's death hit me hard, and since then, I have been crazy to improve my medical skills and devote myself to studying how to solve this problem, but it wasn't until I met Zeng Yi that I realized that I was still powerless!"

After saying this, Wang Zhaoxue lowered her head, her face full of helplessness and guilt.

"You mean, if you don't find a way to save him, his life may be in danger?" Zhang Yang asked with a worried look on his face.

Wang Zhaoxue grabbed the white coat on her body with both hands, bit her red lips tightly, and nodded lightly, "No...... That's right!"

After learning the news, Zhang Yang was not as angry as Wang Zhaoxue imagined, but stood there extremely quietly, and nodded slightly, "Thank you, Doctor Wang, I know, I will find a way." ”

After saying this, Zhang Yang turned around and left.

Looking at Zhang Yang's back and hearing what he said, Wang Zhaoxue's chest was as if it was pressed by a 10,000-pound boulder, which was extremely uncomfortable, even if it was a little difficult to breathe.

In Wang Zhaoxue's view, what can be done to publicize an ordinary student about a problem that he has been unable to overcome for several years?

Zhang Yang, who walked out of the office, did not return to the ward immediately, but sat on the chair next to the corridor, lowered his head and smoked a stuffy cigarette, he didn't expect Zeng Yi's situation to be so unoptimistic.

Since even the attending doctor is helpless, then Zhang Yang should also take action, he is already planning to use the prescription in his hand, although in his heart, he extremely does not want to use this prescription, but he has no other choice.

After all, this prescription was given by the old man, even if he owes him a favor!

After smoking two cigarettes in succession, Zhang Yang slowly got up, adjusted his mood, and returned to the ward.

"Zhang Yang, what did the doctor say?" Zeng Zhixiong asked curiously.

"The doctor said that Zeng Yi is recovering well, the pain in his abdomen is only temporary, and he will be discharged from the hospital in a few days!" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Great! I'm finally leaving the hospital, I'm almost moldy here!" Zeng Yi said with some excitement.

Hearing this, Zeng Zhixiong also breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on his face, "Zhang Yang, you have really worked hard these days, and now that Zeng Yi has woken up, you should also go back and rest early, you have to go to school tomorrow!"

"Yes, Brother Yang, you go back first, don't worry, I'm fine. Zeng Yi also added.

Hearing the words of the father and son, Zhang Yang didn't know how to refute it, and he should also give them a little more time to be alone.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, you guys also rest early, if there is anything, call me at any time!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yang left the hospital with his schoolbag on his back.

At night, the city is exceptionally quiet, with pedestrians on the sidewalks and even fewer cars on the road.

Accompanied by the street lamp, Zhang Yang recalled the prescription as he walked home.

Since the old man had only spoken twice at that time, and it had been a long time, in Zhang Yang's memory, there were two kinds of medicine that were a little vague, so he racked his brains like this.

Just as he was crossing the road along the zebra crossing, a commercial vehicle sped by, and after discovering Zhang Yang, because the speed of the car was too fast, he kept flashing his headlights and slammed on the brakes.

After hearing the screeching sound of the tires rubbing against the ground, Zhang Yang came back from his thoughts, and when he saw a commercial vehicle rushing towards him, he was so frightened that he took several steps back.

The business car swayed left and right, and finally made a 180-degree U-turn before it came to a frightening stop.

After the van came to a stop, there was a pungent smell of tires in the air.

Looking at the business car, Zhang Yang was still very embarrassed and was ready to come forward to apologize.

But as soon as he took two steps, the back door of the business vehicle opened, and three strong men with guys in their hands rushed to Zhang Yang viciously.

"If you want to die, don't bother the old men!"

In the face of them who were aggressive, Zhang Yang was not angry, but apologized with an apologetic smile on his face, "Three big brothers, I'm really sorry, I was distracted just now and didn't notice you, I can't make amends to you here." ”

"Isn't it a loss?" one of them had a big bald head, his eyes were round, "Doesn't Lao Tzu want you to pay compensation?

"Then what do you mean?" asked Zhang Yang with a puzzled expression.

"Lose money!" said a strong man categorically, waving the steel pipe in his hand to scare Zhang Yang, "You have to compensate for the mental damage of the old men." ”

"How much?"

"50,000 yuan for one person, 150,000 yuan in total!

After hearing 150,000 yuan, Zhang Yang's face was not very good-looking, and his previous smile became a little stiff.

"Three big brothers, you said that we have something to discuss, it was indeed me who was wrong just now, but you see, we have nothing to lose, and this mental loss fee is inevitably too high!" Zhang Yang forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and still said calmly.

"150,000 is still too high?" A strong man with a relatively hot temper couldn't hold back any longer, and stretched out his hand to push Zhang Yang, "Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Let you lose money, that's your honor, Zhen Nima ink, whether to give this money or not!"

Zhang Yang, who was pushed by someone, immediately stopped doing it, in his memory, who dared to push him like this, dare to be so arrogant in front of him!

Horses are good at being ridden, and people are good at being bullied!

"What if I don't give this money?" Zhang Yangtie blushed, and a ray of cold light burst out from his eyes.

"Don't give it?" the strong man frowned, they didn't expect that a little white face with thin arms and legs would dare to argue with them.

I saw the strong man spit on the ground hard, and gestured to the steel pipe in his hand, "Don't give money, it's easy to say, ask the guys in our hands to see if they agree!"