After listening to Qi Yang's words, general Guan was silent for a moment. Then he asked Qi Yang to take good care of Zhao Jinkun and left.

For a whole day and a whole night, Qi Yang was on Zhao Jinkun's bed reciting:

You can't wake up until you wake up. Don't wake up until you wake up.

In this kind of discourse, Zhao Jinkun's fingers with a small clip moved, and the eyes under his eyelids slowly turned left and right, but Qi Yang was still whispering back and forth at the end of his bed.

Zhao Jinkun's eyelids are very heavy, like a heavy stone on his eyelids. He vaguely hears Qi Yang's broken thoughts. He wants to jump up and yell at Qi Yang

TM, stop reading! It's so noisy!

For a full minute, for a simple action of opening his eyelids, Zhao Jinkun kept fighting for a minute before his eyelashes trembled and slowly opened his eyelids, revealing a pair of slightly confused deep pupils.

Zhao Jinkun stares at the white ceiling, and his brain is blank looking for the memories before the accident.

When Qi Yang began to talk, he would look at Zhao Jinkun from time to time, but after he failed many times, he just immersed himself in his own thinking.

I don't know how long Zhao Jinkun looked at the ceiling without blinking. Qi Yang only knew that when he inadvertently lifted his eyes, he suddenly saw Zhao Jinkun's open eyes.

"Ah! Are you awake? " Qi Yang, who had been holding his hands in front of his chest and hanging his head back and forth in the ward, saw Zhao Jinkun's open eyes and rushed to his bed with a cry.

When Zhao Jinkun turned his eyes and looked at Qi Yang with surprise and joy, he opened his mouth and seemed to want to talk.

But Zhao Jinkun's mouth and nose are covered with oxygen mask, and he has no strength to remove the oxygen mask.

"You want to talk, don't you?" In Zhao Jinkun blinked an eye, slightly wriggling lips, Qi Yang asked in a low voice at the same time, gently took down Zhao Jinkun's oxygen mask.

"... water..."

After taking off the oxygen mask, Zhao Jinkun looks at Qi Yang. He wants to speak, but his throat is very dry. After a note, his cracked throat is like being torn open. It hurts badly.

"Water, right? Wait. " Looking at Zhao Jinkun's mouth shape, Qi Yang, a doctor, knows that he must be thirsty. He turns around to help Zhao Jinkun pour water.

After his throat was moistened and a little more comfortable, Zhao Jinkun was holding his head back on the pillow. Looking at Qi Yang with his left hand still on his back neck, he said indifferently:

"You can go out."

"Ah? Can you say that again? " Qi Yang stares at Zhao Jinkun in surprise. Although Zhao Jinkun's tone obviously shows a sense of weakness, he clearly hears the word indifference from his tone.

"You, quarrel, die, die! Can I have a quiet sleep? " Zhao Jinkun just closed the pupil eyes, slightly opened, looking at the top of Qi Yang, word by word dislike way.

Zhao Jinkun is sure that Qi Yang must have made the hum he was struggling in his sleep.

If it wasn't for the current conditions, Zhao Jinkun wanted to slap Qi Yang, the dead mosquito, out of the ward.

"Don't I want you to wake up early? You just woke up five minutes ago. Are you sure you want to sleep? "

Qi Yang took out the hand under Zhao Jinkun's neck, put down the water cup of his right hand, moved out the small square chair and sat at Zhao Jinkun's bedside.

"Well." Zhao Jinkun didn't lift his eyelids, and his vocal cords trembled slightly, then he hummed a note.

"It's strange that your constitution is always good. How can you sleep like other patients?"

Qi Yang looked at Zhao Jinkun's pale face after he lost too much blood. After muttering in a low voice, he continued:

"You sleep. I'll go out later. I'd better report the situation to you before I go out. Major general Guan came to see you during your sleep. I told him you should get out of the camp."

Hearing the three words of general Guan Shao, Zhao Jinkun slowly opened his eyes, looked at Qi Yang and asked, "general Guan Shao?"

"Well, that's him." Qi Yang nodded, so big a man, he would not admit his mistake.

"I see." Zhao Jinkun closed his eyes again. He just wanted to move his right leg. He felt the same pain before he started to move.

Qi Yang closed his eyes again when he saw Zhao Jinkun's face. After his serious injury, he looked as if his face had softened even his strong facial lines. He asked carefully and softly:

"Your life is saved, but you don't want to know what happened to your leg?"

When he asked this, Qi Yang was really worried. Before the accident, Zhao Jinkun told him about it. Because of the great danger, he always opposed it.

It turns out that the danger is not small.

Although Qi Yang didn't tell others much, Zhao Jinkun's life almost didn't come back. Even his leg injury was more serious than he expected.

"Abandoned?" Zhao Jinkun still didn't move his eyelids, so he said these two words.

This result was expected by Zhao Jinkun, or better than he expected.

"Damn it! Can you not be so calm! "

Qi Yang is worried about scratching his lung because it's related to his life for the rest of his life. Seeing the indifferent attitude of the client, he is not calm immediately.

"Do you know that maybe you will spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair?"

Qi Yang suddenly raised the volume and successfully opened Zhao Jinkun's eyes.

"You said it, too. It's just 'maybe', isn't it?" With his eyes slightly open, Zhao Jinkun glanced at Qi Yang and said, "besides, don't you still have you?"

"Shit! This "maybe" only has a 20% chance, OK! twenty percent! There's no half chance. Do you understand! Do you really think that I am Hua Tuo's rebirth and want you to be born and stand up? "

Qi Yang knew that Zhao Jinkun never did anything that he was not sure of, and he never saw Zhao Jinkun do anything that was less than half of the time.

This time, Zhao Jinkun was just joking about his life. If he lost, his life might be lost. It's not a matter of whether his legs are broken or not, whether he can stand up.

"How can Hans give up without leaving half his life. Dr. Joe, you're really noisy. I'll get some sleep

Zhao Jinkun first slightly ironically slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, then closed his eyes and told Qi Yang that he was going to sleep.

Qi Yangzhen and Zhao Jinkun were really sleepy. He opened his mouth and didn't say anything. After checking all kinds of instruments in front of Zhao Jinkun's bed, he saw that all the indicators were normal, so he quietly took them to the door and went out.