"Brother Zhang, I didn't expect that with your little body, your life is quite hard. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Do you know?When you were unconscious, that Master Lin said that you couldn't be cured!" He Yongsheng was not born with an honest life, and when Zhang Yan woke up at this time, he had a feeling of shouting out loud in his heart.

Although Zhang Yan woke up, his body was still very weak after all, and he didn't have too much strength to talk to He Yongsheng at this time. However, even if he had that energy, I am afraid that he would not be able to bear to reason with He Yongsheng who was standing in front of him anymore.

Originally, although his hair was much shorter than the average person, well, it should be considered shawl hair. But it's that natural black, it's healthy, and it's sunny when you smile. However, at this time, he is very different. Huafa was irretrievably born, and at the age of only twenty, he exuded the temperament of a thirty-year-old man in a blink of an eye.

He Yongsheng glanced at Zhang Yan, who was stunned, and really didn't know what this guy was looking at. Is it so good-looking for a big man by himself? or...... It can't be stupid, right?

Thinking of this, He Yongsheng hurriedly stepped forward, raised his hand and waved it in front of Zhang Yan's eyes, as if to make sure that Zhang Yan was stupid.

How could Zhang Yan not know the careful thoughts in He Yongsheng's heart, but he was powerless, so let him go. But, man, you still have to resist, and if you can't move, then roll your eyes!

"Smack......

A slap slapped Zhang Yan's thigh, He Yongsheng stood up and laughed, and then said: "Brother Zhang, you are not stupid, why are you staring at me?

"II...... "Zhang Yan was speechless, his thigh hurt very much, not to say, his heart also hurt. How did he make such a second-class friend? What's even more infuriating is that he was stupid enough to go and fight for him! If he had known this, he might have let that bearded man chop him off with a knife!

The two talked and laughed for a while, of course, it was He Yongsheng who was talking all the time, and Zhang Yan was listening. After that, He Yongsheng went out, and before leaving, he smiled mysteriously and told Zhang Yan that he would give him a whole chromatogram rua (three tones) ace. Zhang Yan, who is a cultural person, said that he didn't understand, he really didn't understand......

In a daze, Zhang Yan fell asleep. When he woke up again, he was indeed smoked by bursts of aroma. What does it smell like? It smells like old hen soup, but it's not all, there's a sweet smell of fruit coming from it, what is it?

Zhang Yan, who had regained some strength, finally couldn't resist the temptation of the aroma, stood up, and walked slowly towards the source of the aroma step by step.

When you go out, your vision instantly widens. However, Zhang Yan's heart was also broadened......

What is the situation? He Yongsheng actually eats this thing secretly here, and what he eats is this? This is a chicken! This stinky and shameless thing, didn't he say that he had something to do when he went out? He even ran over to eat chicken by himself regardless of the patient's safety! What would the patient think? What would the chicken think?

He Yongsheng was eating happily, in fact, he had been thinking about this kind of red-haired and white-clawed thing since the first time, like a chicken and not a chicken. This thing looks quite special, but the head and body of the chicken have a dog tail, how do you look like game. In this world, you are not allowed to eat wild meat, this has reached the era of no police, no urban management, and no patrol aunts.

As if sensing something, He Yongsheng subconsciously looked out of the door. I don't know when, Zhang Yan has already arrived in front of him, looking at this silent movement, like a patient?

"Brother Zhang, you're awake! Come on, drink the soup quickly, it's still hot!"

Zhang Yan glanced at He Yongsheng, this guy was eating meat by himself, and he actually let a patient drink soup, and he still had no sympathy!

He Yongsheng's kung fu no longer knows where to find a white porcelain bowl. A bowl of hot oil soup has been served in front of Zhang Yan for a while. I have to say, it's really fragrant. Far away, the aroma can still penetrate into his stomach down his nostrils.

"Brother Zhang, don't think I'm cautious! You are a sick person, you can't eat this meat, it's better to drink some soup to replenish your stomach first. When you get used to it, you can eat meat again, so that it won't hurt your body. This is the most basic health common sense, forget it, you don't understand it if you talk too much, you better drink this bowl of soup while it's hot!"

Regarding He Yongsheng's explanation, Zhang Yan was skeptical. Who knows if what this thing says is true or not, even if it is fake, he can't see it, so let's drink this bowl of soup. I have to say, it's really fragrant, I can't imagine that this kid has so many times!

Both of them were hungry, and after a wolfing meal, they both burped and lay on the bamboo forest floor, unwilling to move at once.

"Brother He, what are you going to do next?" Zhang Yan's strength at this time had almost recovered, and he asked in a low voice with half-squinted eyes, looking at a little bit of sunlight shining from among the bamboo leaves.

He Yongsheng picked his teeth with a small bamboo stick, and replied nonchalantly: "Open a hospital! Didn't I tell you?"

"Hospital, what is a hospital??" Zhang Yan turned his face to look at He Yongsheng and asked suspiciously.

He Yongsheng threw away the bamboo sticks casually, pillowed his hands behind his head, thought about it, and then said slowly: "The hospital is a place to treat people." But the hospital I opened wasn't just that. I'm going to sell pills!"

After speaking, he could obviously feel a burst of fiery breath from He Yongsheng's body. Perhaps, this is the power of faith! fiery and passionate.

Zhang Yan looked at He Yongsheng's young face and couldn't help laughing. Yes, a character like Brother He, which thing can be simple?

"Brother Zhang, what do you call it?"

"Name?...... Or call it a hospital?"

He Yongsheng glanced at Zhang Yan speechlessly, you dare to say that you are a cultural person...... Which hospital doesn't see a doctor? Vulgar, vulgar is unbearable!

"How is the People's Hospital?" He Yongsheng smiled evilly, and then said with a look like a pig brother.

"It's not good! this name is so earthy......" Zhang Yan waved his hand, indicating that he was not satisfied with the name.

However, He Yongsheng doesn't think so. Do you know what this name means? This is the most famous hospital name in the country. Do you think you can call it casually? Hmph! Let's also be a powerful and rich person and strive to change the state-run to privatization!

Zhang Yan glanced at He Yongsheng, who was obviously stunned, with disdain, he had already made up his mind, and he even came to ask for the opinions of others. He was kind enough to give him a name! He wasn't happy about it, but it was a thing. Besides, what kind of people's hospital, where is it better than a hospital for the treatment of diseases? But what kind of hospital is this idea is really good, so many people who are sick and have nowhere to be treated, once this hospital is opened, how many people will continue to live because of this? This is accumulating virtue and doing good deeds!