Zhang Sijiu heard Yang Yuanding's concern and worry.

But after thinking about it carefully, she really didn't expect anything wrong with Zhao Cheng: "He is quite cooperative at the moment, although his attitude was a little arrogant at first, but he quickly relented. I think maybe he still knows a little bit of proportion, knows when to be horizontal and when to behave?"

Yang Yuanding felt unlikely: "How can a dog change to eat——"

Politeness made him force his last word to swallow.

But the meaning is clear.

Zhang Sijiu pondered for a moment and told Yang Yuanding about Zhao Cheng's crying: "Although I didn't hear it, according to Tingyun's description, he really cried quite badly at that time. I think he was really scared this time. I was scared."

In this world, there are many people who are not afraid of death when they are hot-blooded.

But when in the hospital, waiting for death to come, there are still very few people who can see through and face death calmly.

Zhao Cheng is very young, and he has such a beautiful life, and it is natural to be afraid of death.

After Yang Yuanding heard this, he was dumbfounded: "Listening to Yun is really, where it hurts, you will stab people wherever it hurts!" Did he do it on purpose?"

He thought about it carefully, and his tone became more and more determined: "I think he must have done it on purpose! He looks honest and kind like Lao Cheng, but in fact, it's all an illusion!"

Zhang Sijiu felt unlikely, and hesitated, "It shouldn't be, right?"

Yang Yuanding had an expression of "you have been fooled", and asked Zhang Sijiu rhetorically: "Do you think that a person who likes gossip is really an honest person?" Lao Qi, that old fox, can you really teach an honest man?"

Honest people don't listen to gossip! Not to mention spreading and carrying gossip!

Zhang Sijiu choked.

If you think about it carefully, it's really true: the key is to listen to the gossip attribute of the cloud, which has always been hidden. If it weren't for Yang Yuanding, he wouldn't have found it at all!

Could it be that Tingyun is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Deliberately scaring Zhao Cheng?

Once he accepted this setting, Zhang Sijiu was immediately in awe: The little medical hall is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! Listen to cloud 6666! Quietly remove the hidden danger!

Thinking about it again, Zhao Cheng is really pitiful.

From the moment he stepped into the medical hall, he was arrogant, and then he was in a state of being scared.

And it's the kind that scares death.

Thinking about Zhao Cheng crying under the quilt at this time, Zhang Sijiu couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic, and felt that his attitude could be better when he went to check the room later.

She looked at Yang Yuanding: "I think Zhao Cheng will probably be honest before he leaves the medical hall. As for the ...... after leaving."

Whether it will be doubly retaliated, it's really hard to say.

Yang Yuanding rubbed his chin, "We have to find a way." Otherwise, if he takes revenge, it will be a bit difficult to do."

However, for a while, Zhang Sijiu did not have a better idea.

Yang Yuanding sent Zhang Sijiu to the river, turned around and went home, and before leaving, he specially instructed: "Don't worry, I'll figure out a way to do this." Our family's connections are still a little. I don't believe that this surnamed Zhao is so powerful that he can cover the sky with one hand."

Zhang Sijiu looked at the back of Yang Yuanding trotting away, and didn't even have a chance to refuse.

The sentence "I think Zhao Cheng may really not have the heart to think about these things now" is too late to say.

In fact, Zhao Cheng really didn't have the heart to think about these things now.

He has only one thought in his mind now, and that is: take your medicine well, recover quickly, and I want to leave the hospital!

Every day he just lies down and waits for the days of drinking medicine, and he doesn't want to spend a day.

And, since the wound was too close to the base of the thigh, what he was wearing now...... It is also barely covered by key parts, and it is very breathable and ventilated.

In order to prevent his wounds from becoming infected, the house was to be sprayed with various spirits, fumigated with mugwort leaves, and ventilated every day.

Just the wound, it is also a frequent inspection, and the gauze is changed frequently!

Therefore, not only does he always feel that he is going to be drunk, but he also always feels that he is going to be smoked, not to mention, the most terrible thing is that three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, every time the little lady follows!

Zhao Cheng suspected that he had been looked at.

But when asked about Tingyun, Tingyun always swears, "How is this possible! We're just looking at the wound!"

On the fourth day of hospitalization, Zhao Cheng's wounds began to scab and converge.

This good news is simply a joy and a rush.

Zhang Sijiu compassionately told Zhao Cheng, "Stay for three more days, and you can go back to recuperate."

At this moment, Zhao Cheng almost cried with joy.

Then in the next second, Zhang Sijiu said again: "By the way, I asked people to draw a picture, make crutches and rehabilitation tools, you see, if it's okay, let him make it quickly." You still have to be ruthless with your legs, and exercise early. Otherwise, it is easy to have problems walking in the future. It definitely hurts a little, but you don't want to be laughed at in the future, do you?"

And if you recuperate for too long, your muscles will also degenerate. And blood clots or something......

Zhao Cheng was stunned: "Didn't you say that you hurt your muscles and bones for three months? I've only been around for a few days—"

Shouldn't you recuperate?

Zhang Sijiu looked at him strangely: "I didn't let you run or jump, I just walked slowly with a cane, moved my legs, let the qi and blood circulate, and promoted recovery." Are you really going to lie down for three months?"

Her tone became serious: "Three months of injured muscles and bones means that it takes three months to basically grow bones, and before that, don't do strenuous activities, because it can easily lead to secondary injuries. It's not like you're going to lie down for three months. Why do you still want to lie down when you're young?"

Zhao Cheng: ...... Why did you say that I was going to have a dinner at the next moment, and then you made such an understatement about it? Which one is true?

In this trance-like confusion, Zhao Cheng met the sketch painter of the crutches: Yang Yuanding.

Yang Yuanding grinned with a mouthful of big white teeth, happily looked at Zhao Cheng's current appearance, and couldn't help but comfort him: "Not bad, not bad, recovery is good."

After a few days, the bruises on Zhao Cheng's legs have receded a lot, turning into mottled blue of all sizes, and there is a sense of abstract painting.

Yang Yuanding handed the drawings to Zhao Cheng and said in a warm tone: "Take a look, see which crutch you like?" We are all young people, and Si Jiu specially instructed me not only to be practical, but also to be beautiful. I'll design this for you, look at it, with a headband! There's a spring! Every time you touch the ground, you can pop out a small hammer and knock the copper sheet! Clank! I can count steps!"

"And this one, this one with relief, a small projectile popping out of the beast's mouth - you can use it for self-defense! Isn't it cool?"

"The last one is nothing special, it's unremarkable. But there's also a simple beauty, don't you think?"