The person standing at the door of the ward and talking was Yang Cuncheng.

The nurse who came out of the room was about to open her mouth to explain to Zhang Zhidao: "Dean, I ......"

Zhang Zhidao stepped forward a few steps and glared at the nurse beside Yang Cuncheng: "I asked you to take good care of Yang Lao, don't let outsiders disturb him, let alone let people give him physiotherapy, you didn't do what I told you, and even watched others massage Yang Lao, I'm afraid you don't want to do it." ”

"No, Dean, I ......," the nurse explained.

"Don't call me Dean, I'm not your Dean. Zhang Zhidao interrupted the nurse's words again, and turned his head to look at Yang Cuncheng, "Elder Yang, for the sake of your face, I will personally operate on you, and even ask doctors from other hospitals to come over and work together to treat you. ”

"But what did you do? That young man just now was in his 20s, white and clean, with a good face, but he was too arrogant in his words and actions, he didn't respect me at all, and even pushed me, how could you let him give you a massage?"

Yang Cuncheng's expression was a little strange, including Le Shan, the nurse, and even the other doctors standing behind Zhang Zhidao, whose expressions were also very strange, as if they had seen something incredible.

But no one made a sound.

"Lao Zhang, I think you misunderstood, the young man just now was my master, he was very powerful, I think he massaged very well. Yang Cuncheng said.

"Master, just such a young man in his twenties, you call him master, where is he worthy of being your master?" Zhang Zhidao was angry, "Old Yang, I did my best because of your face, and even used a lot of favors to treat you, but now you don't listen to my doctor's advice, I can't do it, you transfer to the hospital, I will arrange an ambulance for you to transfer to the hospital." ”

"I don't need an ambulance and I don't need to be transferred. Yang Cuncheng said.

"This is beyond your control, you have violated my will, I have not continued the treatment, I can only let you transfer to the hospital. Zhang Zhidao said, "And the young man just now, he had to apologize to me, and he didn't know where he learned the two-handed way, so he dared to come to the hospital and massage my patients indiscriminately, ruining my reputation. ”

"You do as I instruct, lie quietly on the hospital bed, and in half a month you will be able to get out of bed and walk, and after a little rest, other problems on your body will be completely cured, but now I can't guarantee it." ”

Yang Cuncheng smiled, and did not get angry because of Zhang Zhidao's bad temper, but said to Zhang Zhidao gently: "Old Zhang, take a closer look at me." ”

"What are you doing? Zhang Zhidao waved his hand, "You go, I won't treat you anymore, and you don't have to beg me." ”

"I'm not begging you, I'm just asking you to look at me again from beginning to end. Yang Cuncheng said.

"What is there to consider? Do you want to play sensationalism again? You want me to see you and remember the friendship between the two of us, and then let me take over the mess again?" Zhang Zhidao raised his head this time and glanced at Yang Cuncheng.

"Dean Zhang, look carefully. The nurse standing next to Yang Cuncheng couldn't help but remind Zhang Zhidao.

Zhang Zhidao frowned, stared at Yang Cuncheng's face and looked at it again: "What's wrong with me taking a closer look......?" Your face seems to be a little ruddy, and when I came here yesterday, your face was not so good. ”

"Dean, you look down and look at Old Yang's feet. "The nurse was a little anxious.

Zhang Zhidao looked down, but he didn't react yet: "What's wrong? Aren't you standing on the ground with your feet? What's the problem? Or is the floor of the hospital dirty?"

"Dean, why don't you understand, Yang Lao came out of the ward by himself, his body was better and he was able to get out of bed, and he walked out of the hospital bed by himself half a month in advance. The nurse finally spoke in one breath.

After saying this, the nurse exhaled a long breath, which had been held in her heart for too long, and now that she said it, she finally felt a lot better.

Zhang Zhidao suddenly realized at this time, the expression on his face changed suddenly, and he looked at Yang Cuncheng in disbelief: "It's true, you actually got out of bed, I didn't pay attention just now." What the hell is going on, how are you able to get out of bed and walk?"

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