Song Tan Jishi

Ning Province First People's Hospital.

As soon as Doctor Zhang Yuan got off the operating table, a nurse told him on the way, "Dr. Zhang, I have a courier for you."

Zhang Yuan was taken aback, he didn't remember what he had bought, and waited until the department took a look: "Hey! Why is it still fresh?"

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He fell silent.

The little nurses squeezed over: "Doctor Zhang, what did you buy?"

Zhang Yuan couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't buy this. I was responsible for the car accident on the bridge before, and someone sent it to me."

"Speaking of it, you also remember that the little girl was crushed in the car and couldn't be pulled out. She was dragged out by a kind person and was sent to the hospital. She was fine!"

This luck!

At that time, it also surprised everyone for a long time.

He is a doctor, and it is his responsibility to save people. The girl suddenly sent him something. Zhang Yuan thought of their chat a few days ago, and he probably understood it in his heart.

It's just that this matter is really difficult to handle!

The nurses sighed: "The investigation is so strict now... Doctor Zhang, why don't you check what it is. Ice fresh products cannot be returned. I will probably check the price later and give the money to others. Otherwise, I will pay for it." It’s not worth reporting.”

Doctor Zhang thought so too.

It's just that these days, being a doctor is also limited. In case someone gives you an expensive one...how much will you have to give?

While thinking about it, he opened the courier with trepidation.

Foam boxes, dry ice packs, and air column bags—they are packed with green, tender, crispy wild vegetables.

Attached is a note: Dr. Zhang, give you a taste of Malantou, a wild vegetable from your hometown.

Everyone: ...

That is to say, 30 yuan for ice transportation in the province, just to send a handful of wild vegetables? While Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, he was also a little dumbfounded.

Everyone was silent, and in the end they could only comment in embarrassment: "This word is quite beautiful."

...

There are no secrets in the department.

Before noon, everyone knew that Dr. Zhang Yuan from the Department of Traumatology received a handful of wild vegetables transported on ice from the patient, traveling thousands of miles, with a little courtesy and a lot of affection!

The leader of the hospital was also happy: "This little girl, you can't see that our Dr. Zhang looks old, so you think he can cook."

"He's a bachelor who eats from the cafeteria every day. Why do you send wild vegetables? Come on, tell Xiao Zhang, why not send wild vegetables to the cafeteria? Everyone will try it!"

As soon as this was said, everyone was happy.

Dr. Zhang is also very happy.

A handful of wild vegetables, not enough to be stuffed with benefits and bribes, were sent from thousands of miles away.

Although it is worthless, it may be because of this incident that it will be named by the leadership of the hospital... Ouch!

He was very happy, and quickly sent the wild vegetables to the cafeteria.

On the contrary, the chef was happy when he saw it: "Doctor Zhang, he is very careful in delivering things. Look at this Malan head, which is crispy and juicy, how good it is! It's cold now, and there are not many wild vegetables, so you have to pick carefully to get it together." Come out."

"At noon, I will blanch the water and mix it, and everyone will have a spring taste!"

Zhang Yuan imagined: a rural mountain, with a chilly wind, a simple girl in homespun clothes, searching hard in the fields... for a moment, she was a little moved.

He quickly flipped through his address book, and sent another message, along with a photo of the bunch of wild vegetables.

"Ms. Lu, how is Lu Chuan's recovery recently?"

"It's like this. Before you asked to keep it secret, I didn't say it. But the little girl who was rescued from the car by Lu Chuan kept asking. No, wild vegetables were sent over from thousands of miles away."

"The children from the countryside are also very kind."

"Otherwise, if you really don't want to give the address, at least give me the contact information. After the little girl thanks you, you can feel at ease."

Thanks to the life-saving grace, the other party transferred the hospital without saying a word, without leaving a message.

How could the little girl be so happy?

...

Imperial City Ren'ai Hospital.

A haggard-looking woman was sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor, staring blankly at the wall.

Suddenly, the phone beeped several reminders one after another.

She was taken aback, and opened the chat page: the first one was a photo of green vegetables, which looked quite touching.

Looking at the next message, the woman was silent.

After a while, she typed a reply with difficulty:

"Thank you, Dr. Zhang. Lu Chuan's current condition is okay. It's just that the doctor said that there was a large area of ​​deep second-degree burns from the explosion... I don't know much about it. I only know that if there is a delay, it is very likely that he will not be able to recover later."

"But even if it's a skin graft, it's very likely that there will still be traces..."

"Lu Chuan said that he doesn't like to go out anyway, and now that his face is disfigured, he might as well stay at home, so as to save others from pestering him. It's just that his wound didn't recover well at home, so he just went back to the hospital."

After thinking about it, she deleted this paragraph again.

He simply replied: "Thank you, Dr. Zhang, Lu Chuan is currently in good health, but he refused the skin graft and is still recovering."

"The little girl values ​​friendship, and it also proves that my child did not save the wrong person, so please give her Lu Chuan's contact information, and the WeChat number is the same."

They are all young people, and Lu Chuan didn't have any close friends. What if she can persuade them?

In the ward separated by a wall, Lu Chuan was awakened by the pain in his body, and opened his eyes with difficulty at this moment.

His hair has been shaved, and his entire cheek, from the left cheekbone to his forehead, is covered with medical dressings

The left side of the neck was also tightly plastered, and the dressing spread to the shoulder, back, and even the front chest was slightly extended.

Finally, it was firmly covered by the hospital gown.

He reached for his phone and private messaged 99+ on Weibo.

And in the backstage of the writer, under the last news of asking for leave and canceling the update, there were 20,000+ comments, all of which were readers waiting to be fed and updated.

Lu Chuan was silent for a moment, and finally withdrew.

And open WeChat, a new message pops up.

"Lu Chuan, you are the only male in my Zhou family. I can forgive you if you secretly changed your surname after you became an adult, as long as you change it back again. But you absolutely shouldn't, you shouldn't use your body to be willful. "

"I heard from your mother that you don't want skin grafts?"

"It's impossible! You must recover! You look good, and your Uncle Zhang's daughter likes you very much. There is only one only daughter in his family with tens of millions of assets. You can't miss this opportunity!"

"What's more, if there is no male inheritance for my millions of assets, do you want everyone to laugh at me?"

"I'm your biological father! Even if I divorce your mother, that's the same!"

"Let me tell you, you must undergo surgery! Your Uncle Zhang's daughter loves you deeply and has no boyfriend so far. It looks like she is waiting for you to recover! Don't let her down, let alone me!"

"After you finish the operation, go back to Ning Province as soon as possible."

Lu Chuan sneered, the skin wrapped around his face was pulled, and the tingling pain was very similar to his current situation.

He also rummaged through the address book and sent a message:

"Hello, is Mr. Zhao from Imperial Capital Harmony Agency? I plan to buy the house that my mother took a fancy to before, and put it under my mother's name."

"Please come to Ren'ai Hospital to collect a deposit, and take my mother to see it again, just say I arranged it."

Can you see the hero's identity, background and personality?

A little more complicated, but not that complicated.

Don't worry, there is no ultimate tearing, and the sandalwood will be crushed directly in the later stage.

Also, this is really the worst male protagonist I have ever written. But he will definitely recover! For boys, a pretty face is very important! ! !

However, there are not many early scenes. Mainly business.