Chapter 1098

When the plum juice was delivered, the food in the lunch box was cold.

Zhou Ze opened the bottle cap and poured the plum juice into his mouth.

Acid,

is acid,

but it's actually sweet in acid,

drink it up in one breath,

Zhou Ze looks at the bottle in his hand.

"Boss, this, not satisfied?"

Lao Dao has finished eating. Now he is watching his boss eat.

Zhou Ze shakes his head,

just this one in his hand,

also called sour plum juice?

Shaoqing,

Zhou Zecai realized that,

also,

look at the orange juice drink on the market for three yuan a bottle, more than three yuan for an orange on the market, and just a little bit for an orange juice.

It's really hard to demand the amount of cranberry in this cranberry juice.

After all,

not every cranberry juice is called Xu Qinglang.

"Lao Dao."

"Yes, sir."

"Buy me a bottle of vinegar."

"All right, boss."

Lao Dao made a "get it" gesture.

Soon,

a bottle of Zhenjiang balsamic vinegar was sent by the runner.

Zhou Ze opened the bottle cap, and immediately a strong smell of vinegar began to diffuse.

Head up,

head up,

"gudu gudu........"

He dried half a bottle of vinegar in one breath.

tiktok lying on the next bed controls his impulse to shake his voice.

Put down the vinegar bottle,

Zhou Ze picked up the spoon and began to pick up the rice quickly.

It's not a healthy way to eat,

but it's the only thing Zhou Ze can do now.

After eating,

Zhou Ze closed his eyes,

restrained the feeling of vomiting.

For a long time,

slowly opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ha ha,

I really got back the feeling of that year. It's just like having a meal, just like fighting.

"Boss, how long are we going to stay here?"

"Listen to me next time I talk in my sleep."

"Well OK, boss. "

At this time, the door of the ward was opened, and several paramedics pushed a bed in.

"What's the matter?"

Lao Dao is a little confused.

"An extra bed, just a special patient." A middle-aged carer explained.

In fact, when he said these words, he was a little embarrassed. Didn't he see that the nurses and doctors didn't come here? He asked them to push the bed directly. That's what he wanted them to scold.

Here, it's a VIP ward. If people spend more money or leave, they will naturally have to enjoy this kind of service. If you directly add a bed for them, it's strange that they can be satisfied.

But instead of being angry, the old Taoist asked with concern:

"what kind of patient?"

"It seems that a glass fell off the building and almost hit a child. A man nearby took the child away, but his foot was cut by the glass.

I can't help it. You should be more patient. Now the ward is nervous. There may be a TV station to interview later. It's not good to put people in the corridor. "

"Yes, no problem, no problem."

"It's still the elder brother who speaks well. Ha ha."

After the paramedics set the bed, a nurse came in with a stretcher car.

The patient was wearing a black T-shirt with holes in it. It looked a little shabby.

The legs are tightly bandaged, and the bloodstains on the bandages can be seen.

"Sir, the patient's family is not here. Please help to watch. If you have something to do, please ring the bell for him."

Said the nurse to the old man.

"Yes, no problem."

Lao Dao agreed.

"OK."

The nurse hung up a few drops and left.

In the ward,

from two to three.

"Little brother?"

Lao Dao tried to call the "righteous man".

"Boss, he didn't respond. Is the anesthetic still awake?"

"It's just that if you have a leg injury, you'll have a half anaesthesia during the operation. You should be awake."

"Hey, I'm awake. I've opened my eyes."

The man opened his eyes, looked at the Taoist priest, said nothing, then stared at the ceiling in the ward.

"Is it still painful?"Lao Dao started the mode of asking for help.

The man did not speak.

"Do you want water?"

The man continued to be silent.

"I have chicken cake here."

The man closed his eyes.

Lao Dao gave up. I thought I could have a chat with someone. It seems like a real mug.

It's just that after the outsider lies here, he and the boss can't chat at will.

Lao Dao turned on the TV and turned down the volume.

About an hour later,

the door of the ward was pushed open,

several reporters with "long guns and short guns" came in,

"audience friends, this is today..."

"Mr. Di, can you tell us what you were thinking when it happened?" he said

The man is silent.

Silence,

silence,

silence,

"OK, Mr. Di's words really moved us, let us know that there is truth in the world, and there is real

The reporter talked a lot, and then they went out together. They had to interview the attending doctor and so on.

Lao Dao reached for an orange from the bedside table and peeled it for himself to eat.

The man looked at the orange in Lao Dao's hand, and his eyes were deep in thought.

"One piece?"

Lao Dao asked.

The man continued to be silent.

The old Taoist shrugged. His injury was not so serious. After eating the orange, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to hiss.

"Boss, do you need to go to the bathroom?"

The old man who came back asked Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze nodded,

got off the bed with the help of the old way. When he got to the bathroom door, he didn't let the old way in with him because there were handrails in the bathroom of the ward.

After the convenience, Zhou Ze was helped back to the hospital by the old way.

The man's eyes were staring at Lao Dao all the time, which made his heart suddenly furry.

"Boss, what do you eat at night?"

It's already afternoon. If you want to have some good food, you really have to start ordering now.

"Just buy it from the hospital."

There is a canteen in the hospital itself. Although ordering meals from the outside can be more refined, Zhou Ze, who does not have the other side flower oral liquid at present, eats everything the same.

"Well, good."

"Cough..."

The man made a sound.

The old Taoist turned his head and looked at the man with doubts.

The man frowned slightly, as if he was struggling.

"What's wrong with you, little brother?"

Lao Dao asked with concern.

Although he is a little lonely, he is also a righteous man who has saved people, and the old way respects him very much.

The man pursed his lips and said nothing more. Tiktok

was too lazy to ask any more questions, took out his mobile phone and began to brush his voice.

"Ha ha ha ha ha Don't laugh Ha ha ha ha ha... "

"Poof!"

The old Taoist priest was shocked,

turned to look next door,

found that the next bed was empty,

lowered his head,

saw that the silent elder brother was lying on the ground,

but he was still climbing forward with his hands.

"Ouch, what a drop, what a drop."

Lao Dao immediately got out of bed and helped others up.

The man's eyes drifted away.

Zhou Ze glanced over and said:

"do you want to go to the toilet?"

"Hey, you said you were going to the bathroom."

Lao Dao helped him to the bathroom.

The other side is not stubborn this time, but is willing to let the old way help.

"Can you go in alone?"

Lao Dao asked.

The man nodded.

"OK, then be careful. Remember to hold on to the handrail."

Lao Dao helps him open the bathroom door.

The man went in and the door was closed.

Then,

"poof

"I'll go!" Lao Dao.

Lao Dao hurriedly wants to open the bathroom door,

but does not open it.

"Fuck, I locked the door."

"Poof!"

There was another sound of wrestling.

I can't help it. I have to hit the door.

Fortunately, the door lock was not strong enough. After a few collisions, it was opened. The man was lying on the tile in the bathroom, a little embarrassed.Lao Dao quickly helped him up again,

"Hey, how can you still hurt your hand?"

Lao Dao noticed that there were obvious burn marks on the other side of his hands, which had been treated and bound before, but because the binding on his legs was too obvious, it was ignored all the time.

"I'll hold you and you'll pee. It's all old men. Why are you shy?"

The man reached for his waistband.

Solution,

solution,

cannot be solved

Lao Dao reached out to help him untie his belt.

The man's face turned red.

"Can you aim?"

The man nodded at once for fear that Lao Dao would aim for him.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick..."

"Brother, you have to look at andrology. It's a bifurcate urine."

The man's face was red.

"No, not only the difference, but also the urine."

The man's neck is red.

"Shake, shake."

The man shook.

"All right, take the gun."

The man collected the gun.

Take a long breath.

The old Taoist priest helped the man to press the toilet to wash, but he still reminded him: "eat more fruit later, this urine is too yellow."

The man has become numb, which means he is loveless.

He helped the man back to the hospital bed. Lao Dao was tired and sweated all over. He picked up the water and drank it on the bed.

Even if the boss is not injured,

it is impossible for the boss to take others to the toilet,

this is still something in the mind of the veteran,

these things,

only he can do.

Fortunately, the Taoist priest didn't regard himself as a valuable person, and didn't think it was anything.

At this time,

the ward door is pushed open.

"This is the room, Mr. di. Your family has come to see you."

The nurse shouted at the door, and then said:

"the patient's operation was very successful. Our hospital has exempted him from all expenses. The reporters have already come here, and there should be government subsidies later. This is an advanced model for saving people after all.

By the way, the children's home called and said that the children were frightened, but they would bring the children to thank the benefactor at night. "

"Thank you."

"OK, just call me if you need anything."

The nurse left.

Next,

a shabby young man came in.

Oh,

Yes,

he's wearing a blue mask.