If it weren't for the familiarity with Father He after decades of living together, Mother He and He Qingqian, mother and daughter, would almost not recognize the dying person in front of them.

When they were separated in Xiangdu a few months ago, although Father He was always tired because of his daughter's illness for several years, the strength and liliang in his bones could still make his wife and daughter feel the security in their hearts.

And now, in just a few months, Dad He's originally maintained a fairly strong body, and he has only a handful of bones left. Lying there quietly, the thin ward was covered with a rag wrapped around a skeleton!

Originally, because he was worried about his daughter's condition for a few years, but only dyed a little frosty white hair, now his hair is like a cloud like snow. The white is dazzling, and there is no trace of vitality in sight!

And not only that, the originally dense hair has thinned a lot, and even the half-length hair of nearly ten centimeters can clearly see the scalp through the cover of the hair.

The original angular and plump face of the Chinese character has long since become convex cheekbones, sunken eye sockets, and a skinny appearance, like a hungry person who has never eaten enough since he was born!

Just fifty years ago, it should be the end of the peak of life, the brilliance has all disappeared, the skin on the face and hands is like goosebumps, and it is dotted with age spots that only ancient old people can see!

Father He, who was originally high-spirited and had a voice like a bell, was lying on the hospital bed so lonely, his breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. It seems that breathing a little heavier is enough to blow out the old man's already faint 'fire of life'!

Therefore, although He Qingqian and He Mother were already heartbroken and almost unable to breathe, twitching the corners of their mouths with tears pouring down, they did not dare to make the slightest sound.

"What kind of spiritual suffering did he go through during this time to torture himself like this?"

Mother He and He Qingqian are unimaginable.

Seeing Father He's appearance, Zhang Jin didn't have the pain that came from the sadness that Mother He and He Qingqian had when they suddenly met Father He.

First, because although Zhang Jin has been getting along very well with Father He, the prospective father-in-law, these days have a deep relationship. is far from being able to compare with Mother He and He Qingqian;

The second is because. When Zhang Jin used the 'hope' in the four diagnosis methods for the first time, he had already determined Dad He's condition, and determined that he could make Dad He wake up in a short period of time without any sequelae, and spend a period of time to recuperate, so that he was as healthy as ever;

The third reason is that the sadness in Zhang Jin's mind has been diluted by an emotion called 'anger'. With grandmaster-level medical skills, with tenth-level consummatory consultation. Zhang Jin can be sure that this injury was not caused by a fall at all. This is the injury after being beaten;

So when He's mother and He Qingqian cried silently in front of He's father's bed, Zhang Jin walked out lightly.

Since Father He's life is not in danger, Zhang Jin is not ready to start treatment in person immediately. Let Mother He be sad for a while, maybe if her heart is soft, it will give the two old people a chance to reunite. He Qingqian will also become the good daughter under Cheng Huan's knees again!

Learn through contact during this time. According to Zhang Jin's estimate, if he can get back on track with He's mother and let his daughter get close to him again, it must be to let He's father sleep for a few days in pain, and this old man can be happy!

However, this is not the only reason why Zhang Jin quietly left the ward! Another reason is that he needs an object to vent his anger!

After leaving the ward, Zhang Jin strode to the resident doctor's duty room at the other end of the corridor. Before and after coming to the door, Zhang Jin did not knock on the door. Push the door straight in!

Doctor on duty room. The only one in a lab coat who was busy in front of the computer looked up when he heard the sound of the door shaft turning. I saw Zhang Jintie pushing the door with a blue face. I couldn't help but be a little surprised, stood up and asked strangely:

"Who are you?"

Zhang Jin ignored the question of the white coat, but directly asked in a very unfriendly and blunt tone:

"You're Dr. Luo who called me before? Mr. He's attending physician? ”

"I am!"

After nodding stunnedly, Dr. Luo suddenly said:

"You are Mr. He's family, Mr. Zhang Jin, right?"

After speaking, Dr. Luo, who had been frightened by Zhang Jin's Hades face, breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, took out a small stack of documents from the table, handed it over, and said businesslikely:

"You take these lists and pay Mr. He's injury treatment fee and hospitalization fee first, and then we will discuss Mr. He's surgery after you come back. Intracranial blood clots compress cranial nerves, even if they are surgically cleaned, it is a big trouble! ”

After speaking, Dr. Luo put the slip on the corner of the table near Zhang Jin's direction, and continued to stare at the computer screen and concentrated.

Zhang Jin did not accept the slip handed over by Dr. Luo, but stared at Dr. Luo's face with dead fish-like eyes, and asked word by word in a tone without the slightest emotion and without a hint of yin and yang frustration:

"Before, you said that my Uncle He fell on the side of the road and was injured?"

Dr. Luo, who was already completely attracted by the computer screen, did not hear the chill in Zhang Jin's words at all, and continued to stare at the computer screen while nodding casually:

"That's right! Falling! The back of his head hit the stone steps of the sidewalk......"

Hearing Dr. Luo's casual answer, Zhang Jin couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore, leaned over and grabbed Dr. Luo's neck, and then in Dr. Luo's exclamation, he lifted this middle-aged man who was a little blessed with one hand and one arm!

"Say it again, you said that my Uncle He fell on the side of the road?"

Dr. Luo, who was suspended in the air, uselessly pulled Zhang Jin's iron hand that was holding his neck, and kicked his feet, which were still dozens of centimeters away from hitting the ground, and helplessly found that his little strength was useless.

So, the frightened Dr. Luo didn't bother to answer Zhang Jin's question, and began to open his mouth to shout for help:

"Security-security-security-"

As Dr. Luo's howl as if he had hit a ghost at night came out in the distance, there was a sound of small and messy footsteps outside the door, and then two figures in dark blue uniforms appeared at the door of the duty room. However, before the joy of Dr. Luo's rescue completely condensed on his face, Zhang Jin's two feet without looking back broke it up again, turning into a face full of shock.

Looking at the two security guards who were still quite strong, after one person was kicked, they flew out like two broken dolls thrown out of the door, and hit the wall opposite the corridor outside the door to stop castration. Then, like two paintings with nails off, they fell against the wall, wilting into two clumps of rotten flesh in the opposite corner.

Seeing the difficult action in this action movie that needs to be completed by Weiya, Dr. Luo is completely depressed!

"I controlled my strength very well this time, so you weren't hurt this time, but if you dare to move again, I can't guarantee anything?"

Just as the two security guards were still wondering, 'Why did I fall so badly, why did I just hurt a little but didn't look like I was seriously injured', at this time, Zhang Jin's cold voice came into his ears, so that the two security guards could fully understand.

'Apparently a master, huh?' This kind of person wants to kill our little life, that is, to move his fingers, right? ’

The two security guards were completely frightened, and although there was no pain in their bodies soon, they still didn't dare to move, so they simply lay on the spot and played the background role of 'I am a piece of rotten meat'. I didn't even dare to secretly take out my mobile phone and call the police!

After dealing with three and two strokes to level Dr. Luo's reinforcements, Zhang Jin asked again in a colder tone:

"You said Uncle He fell on the side of the road and was injured, right?"

Dr. Luo, who was hanging in the air, didn't dare to make eye contact with Zhang Jin's cold eyes, and while dodging, he insisted on it with a hard mouth:

"yes!"

Seeing that this Doctor Luo was still a dead duck with a hard mouth, Zhang Jin's little patience was completely exhausted, and after snorting coldly, he hung the right arm of this middle-aged man who was lucky and waved suddenly.

With the chaotic sound of ping-pong, Dr. Law flew up and down like a baseball that had been knocked off by a baseball bat. The doctor's desk was smashed into a mess, and the computer monitor that Dr. Luo had been staring at and refused to move his eyes was also smashed to the ground, and a puff of green smoke rose as a scorching smell came out.

After glaring fiercely at Dr. Luo, who fell from the table to the ground, began to pretend to be a dead dog, Zhang Jin pulled out a chair and sat down. I pulled out my phone from my pocket, rummaged through the phone book, and dialed it out.

When Dr. Luo, who was huddled in the corner of the house, and the two security guards who were huddled in the corner of the corridor, thought that Zhang Jin, the 'boss of the underworld', was looking for someone to smash the field and secretly complained, they heard Zhang Jin say a familiar and strange title on the phone.

"Dean Du, I'm Zhang Jin! Now in the on-call doctor's office in the Cranial Surgery Inpatient Unit of your hospital. I hope you'll be able to come over right away! ”

After saying a sentence that was not polite and almost commanding, Zhang Jin hung up the phone very impolitely. Then, just sit there and start to close your eyes and recuperate.

After listening to Zhang Jin's phone call, and seeing Zhang Jin waiting quietly after hanging up the phone, Dr. Luo lying on the ground in the office and the two security guards who were also lying on the ground in the corridor looked at each other across the door.

Dean Du? Our hospital?

Dr. Luo and the two security guards looked at each other, a little confused. If Zhang Jin's call from this 'extremely vicious' guy is not a bluff, then this Dean Du is undoubtedly the boss of this tertiary hospital, the only president!

Can use that tone to toss the boss of his hospital in the middle of the night, what kind of big man is this?

You must know that the administrative level of 'Shenzhen No. 1 Hospital', a tertiary hospital with the name of the city and the word 'No. 1', is not low! Even if the mayor talks to the director of his own hospital, he is polite.

But this young man ...... Unexpectedly...... Isn't this scientific? (To be continued.) )