Zhou Heng was stunned, he was a little arrogant just now, and he actually opened his mouth and revealed these modern words, but he said everything, shook his head and explained:

"If you hang it, you are dead, and if you die, if you have a little name, there will be a portrait to hang in the ancestral hall, so that future generations can pay homage and sacrifice, and this is not just hanging on the wall."

Zhu Yunmo nodded, not dwelling on the word, frowning slightly.

"By the way, that Yang Weijun was saved, why haven't I seen you mention it in the past two days?"

Zhou Heng pouted towards Nunu outside the door, "The person is in the ward on the third floor, and he can already eat something today, I see that he is no worse than Zhang Wanxun, his appetite is amazing, he can drink a small pot of broth, and he is still screaming with hunger, since the prince is worried, why don't you go and take a look?" ”

Zhu Yunmo wilted at this moment, stalked his neck, and said stiffly:

"Who said I was worried, what does their people from the Patriotic Mansion have to do with me? I just think he's the first patient here, and if he can't be saved, he'll really smash the signboard. ”

Zhou Heng nodded, and said with a clear attitude:

"Understand, why don't you accompany me to see this patient? He kept yelling that he wanted to go back to his home, and if he didn't live here, it was extremely troublesome for Zhang Ankang to take care of him. ”

Zhu Yunmo was stunned, he didn't expect this person to be saved now, and he wanted to leave immediately.

"Why, why did he go home, isn't the treatment very good, and the recovery is good?"

Zhou Heng shook his head, "I have been busy with publicity and opening in the past two days, and Desheng has always gone to check the room, and I don't know the specific situation, just Zhang Ankang came to tell me." ”

Zhu Yunmo paused, stood up and walked towards the door.

"Then what are you doing in a daze, let's go!"

Zhou Heng rubbed his nose, got up and followed Zhu Yunmo out of the ward.

Zhou Heng knew that Zhu Yunmo didn't want to contact the Weiguo Mansion, but his childhood knot had not been opened, and the powerful people in the capital did not take care of him at the beginning.

Out of the hedgehog theory, if you want to protect yourself, you naturally have to disguise yourself as full of thorns.

The two walked upstairs slowly, and as soon as they arrived at the door of the ward, they heard a shout inside, Zhang Ankang opened the door and pushed it out from inside, carrying a night pot in his hand, with a helpless face.

Zhou Heng knew what was going on at a glance, and before he could speak, Zhu Yunmo asked first:

"What's the matter, what's the surname Yang shouting?"

Zhang Ankang's face was stunned, and then he raised the night pot in his hand, somewhat embarrassed.

"The patient can't get out of bed yet, so he has to solve the problem in bed, but this patient doesn't seem to have been served in this way, and every time he goes to the toilet, he is taken care of by his little servant.

I just came in and found him dangling on the bed, and it looked like he was urgent, but his little servant was not there, and it seemed that he went back to the house to get something, so I went to get the night pot, and wanted to help, and he directly asked me to get out. ”

The more Zhu Yunmo listened, the more angry he became, pushed the door and rushed in directly, Zhou Heng wanted to support his forehead, isn't this product already very calm, very city government, how can he meet the people of the Weiguo Mansion, and he doesn't care about anything?

Shaking his head and sighing, he followed in, Zhang Ankang shrank his neck and hurriedly followed the action.

As soon as he entered the door, a teacup flew over, Zhu Yunmo turned his head to the side, Zhou Heng was taken aback, but fortunately, Zhang Ankang moved quickly and reached out to catch it.

Zhou Heng patted his chest, and it seemed to be the tradition of the patients of the Great Liang Kingdom to throw things.

Liu Xiuer was like this before, the flower pot pillow flew sideways, and the problem was gone after the illness, and now Yang Weijun is like this again.

Zhu Yunmo, who was standing in front, looked angrily at Yang Weijun on the bed.

"What is this for, Zhang Ankang is the most senior nurse in the Rejuvenation Hall, is it not good to take good care of Yang Gongzi, or is there something inconsiderate?"

Yang Weijun on the hospital bed was stunned when he saw the person coming, the tea cup just now was just subconsciously, and he was relieved to see that it didn't hurt anyone, and changed his position slightly in the blink of an eye.

"I thought it was Yang Cheng who came back, but I don't know if it's Shizi and Doctor Zhou, I'm sorry!"

As he spoke, Yang Weijun felt even more suffocated, biting his lip and looking in the direction of the window.

Zhou Heng poked Zhu Yunmo, Zhu Yunmo naturally understood, took two steps towards the bed, raised his hand, and lifted Yang Weijun's quilt, fortunately Yang Weijun was wearing a hospital gown, but this action made him more nervous, and he was even more nervous.

instantly clamped his legs and looked at Zhu Yunmo with wide eyes.

"The Prince...... What is the son going to do? ”

Zhu Yunmo glanced at him, and his gaze moved down to the bottom of his abdomen.

"Our nurse from the Rejuvenation Hall, you feel uncomfortable serving, then I'll come, this is not good for your health, and your little girl doesn't know when to come back, do you have to endure it all the time, or do you want to wet the bed?"

Yang Weijun was startled, seeing that Zhu Yunmo was not joking, he reached out to pull his pants, and quickly reached out to stop Zhu Yunmo for a while, but the action was too sudden, his abdomen was stretched, his face was a little pale in pain, and his forehead was sweaty.

At this moment, Zhu Yunmo paused and glanced at Yang Weijun.

"Why not, or you choose for yourself, am I to serve you, or let Nurse Zhang Ankang serve you?"

Yang Weijun was in pain, and hurriedly looked at Zhang Ankang.

"Nurse, I'll choose a nurse!"

Zhang Ankang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward, Yang Weijun looked at Zhou Heng with a pleading face.

"Doctor Zhou, why don't you wait a while, I'm ...... I ......"

Zhou Heng coughed, pulled Zhu Yunmo's arm and exited the room, and closed the door kindly.

Zhu Yunmo pursed his lips, "What are you doing with me?" ”

Zhou Hengyi grinned and laughed, this product is the same as a child, this is deliberately blocking Yang Weijun, but this hand is indeed the best to use.

"Don't be angry, you can pee out if someone is standing next to you in the toilet?"

Zhu Yunmo rubbed his nose, hummed for a long time and didn't speak, and after a while, Zhang Ankang walked out with a night pot, bowed down and walked briskly towards the two, Zhou Heng tilted his head towards the room.

"Please, this time."

Zhu Yunmo pushed open the door and walked to the hospital bed step by step, Yang Weijun grabbed the quilt on his body, lest Zhu Yunmo open it in another moment.

"I heard that you are going to be discharged from the hospital and go home?"

Yang Weijun has been here for three days, and he somewhat understands what this discharge means, so he nodded quickly.

"Well, want to be discharged."

Zhou Heng walked closer, holding a small sterile bag in his hand.

"Let me show Yang Gongzi that the wound is good, if you want to be discharged from the hospital, you must at least recover and improve, and remove the sutures, if you go back now, the person you take care of is not professional, but it is easy to cause infection and high fever, so that the surgical site may have to be opened again."

Saying that, Zhou Heng had already stepped forward, lifted the corner of the quilt and folded his shirt, revealing Yang Weijun's abdomen, he is now wrapped around his waist and abdomen with an abdominal belt similar to a corset, which is a little rough under limited conditions, but it is still very easy to use, after all, he is afraid that he will open the wound, and it is also to prevent the exudation of the abdomen.

Raising his hand to release the abdominal band, Yang Weijun's face was nervous, but Zhou Heng's touch still didn't have any special discomfort, after all, this person saved him, although the operation process was anesthetized, he also remembered some fragments in a trance.

The wound did not seep out, and the gauze was also very dry, and he had no special pain points around him, Zhou Heng wiped it with the stitches, and then put on a new gauze, and raised his eyes to look at Yang Weijun.

"The recovery is good, but you still have to eat a few days of liquids, your intestines are sutured in four parts, you can't put too much pressure on them now, did you have a bowel movement today?"

Zhang Ankang, who came in later, held the record on the side and said:

"There were very few yesterdays, and today I haven't had a bowel movement."

Yang Weijun's face looked very annoyed, and when he saw Zhang Ankang tie his abdomen to him, he quickly covered the quilt tightly, and glanced at Zhu Yunmo behind Zhou Heng.

"It's all soup, and I don't have any dry food...... That one? I'm going home, I can't get enough to eat here! ”

The last few words became lower and lower, Zhou Heng heard it clearly, and for a while he felt powerless, could it be because people in this Great Liang Country rarely receive treatment, so their self-healing ability is stronger than ordinary people?

Blinked, looked at Zhang Ankang.

"If that's the case, then add a portion of noodles to make Wangcai cook softer."

As soon as he heard this Yang Weijun laughed, he couldn't sit still grinning, and wanted to get up, so frightened that Zhang Ankang hurriedly held down the person, Yang Weijun grabbed his head and smiled a little embarrassed.

His eyes fell from Zhou Heng's body to Zhu Yunmo's body, and then he said:

"I don't want to call you the son, I call you like I did when I was a child...... Cousin, no, it's two...... Cousin? ”