Chapter 950

Xu Si went to the inpatient building, first visited Zhai Danqing, and spoke for a while in Zhai Danqing's ward.

And Wanqing went to Zhang Ke's ward. Xu Si told him about donating to set up a medical fund. Wanqing smiled and said, "Why are you used to asking for instructions in everything? You won't make up your own mind about this?"

At dusk, a ray of sunshine came in and sprinkled into the house, wiping a layer of golden red, which also made Xu Si's beautiful face light with a faint charming luster. Xu Si smiled with a faint smile. She never had such a consciousness that the assets under her name could be controlled arbitrarily.

Zhang Ke leaned down on the hospital bed with his left hand resting on his head. Looking at Xu Si, he thought that setting up this medical or medical fund might be Xu Si's long-standing wish. He smiled and said, "discuss with us to get more sponsorship from us?"

"The company's equity doesn't care about him. There are so many dividends every year. What do I keep so much money in my hand?" Xu Si sat at the head of Zhang Ke's bed, held his injured arm in his hand, and gently rubbed the wound with pink scars with his fingers. "I don't know how much it needs. Those dividends every year are always enough——

"If you want to take out the annual dividend, you need to find someone to trust." Zhang Ke said with a smile.

In addition to a large number of shares held by Yuexiu, Xu Si directly owns a small amount of shares in Aida group, Xinguang paper and Jinhu commercial. Although the proportion is small, the assets of Aida group, Xinguang paper and Jinhu commercial are huge. Even if the equity of 1% is more than 100 million, the assets under Xu Si's name always add up to 1.2 billion. The company is at a high time At the stage of rapid development, a lot of development funds need to be retained, and the annual dividend ratio will be controlled relatively low. Xu Si can still get almost 100 million dividends every year. After deducting profits tax, there is always 70 million spare money every year. In addition, the income of the architectural designer office is also quite good. In China, in 1998, he went to a medical or medical fund It is absolutely a great thing to invest 70 million yuan a year.

Zhang Ke doesn't care where Xu Si uses the money. She just hopes she can be more cautious and don't take out so much money. Finally, she gets blocked in her heart.

"Dr. Wei Guanhua, who operated on Xu Wei in the provincial people's Hospital, may be a trustworthy person. I haven't visited him in recent years. Just now I rashly asked him for help," Xu Si said with a smile. "I plan to transfer the funds to be invested to sister Wanqing's company in advance. I still need sister Wanqing's help for specific things. I'll discuss with you first..."

"That's OK," Zhang Ke nodded. Haiyu international private school is not much different from the privately registered foundation. It's appropriate to set up another medical fund under Haiyu international private school. "You can discuss it. It has nothing to do with me."

Now Wei Lan knocked at the door and invited them to dinner.

Zhai Danqing has to lie still in the hospital bed. She can't be left alone in the hospital. Everyone eats in the ward. In the intensive care ward, in addition to the living room, the guest room for escort and rest, there are also small restaurants for meals. The food in the hospital is also quite good. Zhang Ke supported his mother back to Xinwu yesterday. Zhai's mother stayed here to take care of Zhai Danqing. Wei Lan will help in the hospital in the evening.

Zhang Ke, Xu Si and WAN Qing went to the ward next door. Zhai's mother and Wei Lan had already arranged the food. Zhai Danqing sat at the table in blue striped hospital clothes, staring at the dishes on the table, swallowing saliva, and dialing the dishes on the plate with chopsticks in his hand. Looking at Zhai Danqing holding the dishes to put them in his mouth, Zhang Ke nervously walked over to hold her and said: "You have your dinner. You can't eat these dishes. It's bad for wound healing. Why are you so greedy? You can't cook for two days?" asked Wei Lan, "hasn't sister Danqing's dinner been delivered yet?"

"I just smell the smell of vegetables. Can't I just look at it to relieve my greedy?" Zhai Danqing glanced at Zhang Ke, put his chopsticks on the table, turned back and said with Wanqing's deep resentment. "They drink light and delicious pigeon soup every meal, and they almost vomit. It's just that they don't close the door when they eat here, and the aroma goes straight into their nose. How can people stand it?" A greedy look made everyone laugh.

After dinner, Wanqing and Xu Si want to leave together. Zhai Danqing wanted to invite them to stay. After Liang Gezhen left, there are still rooms available in Zhang Ke's ward, but it's unlucky to keep others in the hospital. Besides, letting them sleep there may have an impact on Zhang Ke's wound healing, so he didn't mention the residue and asked them, "are you going back to Haizhou so late?"

"We'll live in Qingshan apartment and come back to see you tomorrow morning," said Wanqing, glancing at Zhang Ke again and saying, "we're not afraid to touch the wrong door when we live in Qingshan apartment."

When others heard this, they smiled. Zhang Ke listened and was frightened. At this time, he didn't dare to look at Zhai Danqing with his eyes. He only smiled twice and said, "I'll send you..."

"Where did the patient send it?" Wanqing said according to Zhang Ke's extended hand, "we can go downstairs by ourselves."

"Then let Weilan send you off?" Zhang Ke said, "I'm waiting for you to come over for breakfast tomorrow morning."

Zhai's mother also wants to go downstairs with Wei Lan to send Wanqing and Xu Si. Zhang Ke is eager to see them all into the elevator. Zhang Ke followed Zhai Danqing into the hospital bed and whispered to her, "how does Wanqing know about us?"

"Do you think that a woman's eyes are blind, so you can be casual," Zhai Danqing said with a beautiful look across Zhang Ke's eyes. Seeing Zhang Ke holding out his hand and his body stiff, he didn't escape. He quietly let Zhang Ke hold in his arms and felt his intoxicating breath. He was still unwilling in his heart. He said in his mouth, "I really regret that I was stabbed for you in vain." Feeling that Zhang Ke's hand stretched out into his skirt, he was startled. He quickly stood up straight and scolded him: "you're going to die. What do you want to do? If you think about it at this time, you might as well live in Qingshan apartment with them and don't kill me here."

Zhang Ke explained, "I've always wanted to see the wound. It's not easy to find a chance. Where do you want to go?"

Zhai Danqing's beautiful Phoenix eyes stared at Zhang Ke for a while. Er said, "that's not OK - the stitches haven't been removed. There's a long scar. It's ugly. What's good to see." he grabbed his clothes and folded his hands in front of Zhang Ke.

Zhai Danqing's wound Zhai Danqing is recovering well. Zhai's mother is also worried that Zhai's father won't take care of herself at home. In addition, the poultry and crops in the field have to be served. On the day Zhai Danqing and Zhang Ke leave the hospital, she will go back to Xinwu and insists that she won't send a car here to send her.

Zhang Ke drove Zhai Danqing to the station to see her mother off, and called Xinwu to ask someone to pick up Zhai's mother at the station on time. Back from the station, the bus passes through the Boulevard on the West Bank of Yangui lake. The sunset hangs on the top of Yangui mountain and sprinkles the golden red sunset light on the sparkling lake without stinginess.

Zhang Ke parked his car by the lake and got off with Zhai Danqing. There were many lovers walking on the green space near the lake. Zhai Danqing just stood beside Zhang Ke quietly and stared at the lake in the distance.

In the setting sun, Zhai Danqing's skin has a kind of soul stirring white and tender. His long hair is like black satin. His beautiful eyes are like the clear lake water, flashing mysterious luster. His bright red lips are slightly open, sucking the fresh and slightly cold air by the lake, revealing neat and white teeth.

"Go back first. I told Wei Lan yesterday that I would find a restaurant to give you a good meal." Zhang Ke said with a smile.

"I can't walk now. There's no problem these two days. I have to eat that awful nutritious meal. I really should ask you to eat it for ten days in a row and know the taste." Zhai Danqing rubbed his stomach with his hands, smiled sweetly and was obsequious, which made Zhang Ke feel palpitations and more determined to go back first.

Driving back to the youth apartment, the whole building was quiet and there was no one. Zhang Ke said to Zhai Danqing, "Wei Lan said to help you tidy up the room. I'll go with you and see if it's not done. I'll help you..." before Zhai Danqing refused, he went out of the elevator with her.

Open the door, Zhai Danqing wants to go inside. Zhang Ke pulls her hand, reaches her behind the door and stares at her beautiful eyes with traces of water. Her eyes are wandering and blurred, which is soul-stirring. Zhang Ke copied her soft waist with both hands, held her full, soft and elastic hip, gently hugged her in his arms, and a faint orchid aroma rushed into his nose.

"Didn't Zhai Danqing come to help me clean up the room?" Zhai Danqing said softly and wanted to struggle for the last time. Zhang Ke's hand was already kneading her elastic buttocks.

"Look at your wound first..."

There was an air conditioner in the air. It was as warm as spring. Zhang Ke put his hand into Zhai Danqing's collar. Zhai Danqing shrunk slightly and just shouted, "cold..." he grabbed Zhang Ke's hand, but didn't take his hand out. Instead, the slightly icy hand warmed against his bones. After a while, he released his hand, put his hands around Zhang Ke's neck, attached his mouth to his ear and whispered: "It's not cold..."

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