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Chapter 3 Let it go(1/2)

It's just dawn.

Zhang Ji woke up, and the first thing he did was to check the injured person's wounds, and then carefully change the dressing.

The woman in black watched him quietly as he finished all this.

Zhang Ji nodded towards her and wrote on the paper: "I'm going to cook."

The woman in black waved her hand, indicating that he could go.

Half an hour later, Zhang Ji brought over a bowl of millet porridge, a plate of peanuts, a plate of sauerkraut, a plate of shredded kelp, and a plate of hot fried pork with shredded potatoes.

The woman in black didn't want to eat at first, but after running around after a fierce battle, she was really hungry.

She was just about to eat when she saw Zhang Ji turning around and leaving.

He immediately stopped Zhang Ji and wrote on a piece of paper: "Let's eat together."

Zhang Ji smiled at her and wrote back: "I've already eaten it."

The woman in black allowed him to leave. She looked at the oily skin on the millet porridge on the plate and recalled that she hadn't eaten like this for a long time since she entered the spiritual guard.

When she walked out of the room, she heard someone sipping millet porridge in the kitchen downstairs. She peeked in and saw Zhang Jizheng standing with chopsticks, picking up pickled cabbage and kelp shreds and stirring them into the millet porridge.

From time to time, I would grab a handful of peanuts with my hands and stuff them into my mouth. They tasted delicious.

Back in the room, she picked up the silver needle and made sure it was not poisonous before starting it.

The peanuts are crispy in the mouth, rich in fragrance, moderately salty, the sauerkraut is refreshing, the kelp ribbons have a slightly spicy taste, and are soft and glutinous in the mouth. The millet porridge is smooth and thick. She ate it up quickly...

Soon after, Zhang Ji came to collect the plates.

The injured person's condition was stable, so he did not continue to stay in the room, but continued to take medicine.

At around seven o'clock in the morning, some people came to the room to visit the injured, coming and going in a hurry.

In less than an hour, several waves of people walked in and out, and they all had one thing in common: they all dropped in from the sky instead of taking the main entrance.

When asked, the woman in black answered truthfully. Since the injured person was still sleeping, the visitor left quickly.

It wasn't until the injured person woke up at noon that Lin Chengming took his pulse, and then helped him eliminate the residual poison remaining in his body.

Zhang Jize was in the Chengming Hall receiving patients who came to see a doctor.

Half an hour later, a man and a woman entered Chengming Hall.

Zhang Ji is no stranger to women, she is Zhou Jun's daughter-in-law, Yang Li.

She was accompanied by a man, dressed luxuriously, and the two behaved intimately.

When Yang Li saw Zhang Ji, she instinctively shivered and said to others: "Cousin, let's come back another day."

"What's wrong? You can't delay the pregnancy medicine for even a moment." The man laughed.

"That idiot, who grew up with Zhou Jun, is a deaf-mute." Yang Li knew that although Zhang Ji was a deaf-mute, she would definitely know what medicine she was prescribing here and what it was for.

"What are you afraid of? You are pregnant with my child, just let Zhou Jun wear this hat." When the man heard that Zhang Ji was a deaf-mute, he became even more unscrupulous.

"Although Zhou Jun is a loser, who made my dad fall in love with him? It's not appropriate to make a big deal out of this matter. If it really gets to my dad's side, can you control the situation?" Yang Li is not stupid either. It's okay to make a big fuss.

It does me no good at all.

"Okay." The man's expression changed, and he felt a little unhappy. Speaking of which, Yang Li's father relied on his grandfather to become the logistics team leader of the Armed Forces Department.

But after all, he is the elder, and it would really be detrimental to him if he really makes a fuss.

But Zhang Ji heard all this, and he gritted his teeth. There was nothing he could do about them at the moment.

He and Yang Li's eyes met.

Yang Li smiled at him, walked up and wrote on the piece of paper in front of Zhang Ji: "This is my cousin, whom Zhou Jun knows. I heard from him that you work here, so we stopped by to take a look.

look."

Zhang Jiqiang suppressed the anger in his heart and wrote on it: "We are all a family, so there is no need to be so polite. Mr. Lin is treating patients inside, so you may have to wait for a while."

"No, let's go for a walk while you work hard." After Yang Li finished writing, she smiled and turned to leave.

Zhang Ji also smiled and watched them leave.

"What a fool. This Mr. Lin has a brain short-circuit. How can he recruit a deaf-mute in the hospital? It's so inconvenient." The man said scornfully.

"Look at how pitiful he is. He even said that he and I are a family. I don't know where he got his confidence from." Yang Li scolded him coldly and left.

Zhang Ji's expression became colder, and he felt a surge of anger in his heart, which made him uncomfortable.

Walking to the door of Chengming Hall, he looked at the backs of the two people, thoughtfully.

He knew that Zhou Jun had become a soldier and that he could not control his time. What should he say about this matter? How should he handle it?

It's the end of the year, the streets are decorated with lights and every household has hung up Spring Festival couplets, creating a festive atmosphere in the cold winter.

If this matter breaks out, grandma will never have a good year.

Just then, someone put a hand on his shoulder

Zhang Ji was startled and turned around. The woman in black was holding the prescription in her hand.

He understood and immediately went to grab the medicine.

The woman in black looked at the man and woman who had just left. She heard their words clearly and hesitated in her heart: "Should I tell this boy?"

"But since he has no power to restrain a chicken and has difficulty speaking, it's better not to cause him more troubles."

She stood next to Zhang Ji and personally watched him take the medicine. She had to watch him from beginning to end without making any mistakes.

Zhang Ji couldn't help but be startled when he heard the woman's voice. However, he quickly continued to take medicine. The injured must expel the remaining poison from the body as soon as possible. If it takes too long, it will cause greater damage to his body.

From getting the medicine to boiling it, the woman was by Zhang Ji's side from the beginning to the end, watching his every move.

After boiling, Zhang Ji brought the medicine bowl to the woman.

After taking it, she returned to the ward.

Zhang Ji knew what was appropriate. The identity of the injured person was unusual. He might not want a stranger around him when he woke up.

Even if I am deaf-mute.

The woman in black can take care of him. It is best to keep her distance and avoid causing trouble.

At this time, Zhang Ji's cell phone vibrated with a text message from his grandma: "You kid, why don't you reply to grandma? What do you think of that female patient?"

"The hands are pretty and edible. I think she is a considerate girl." Zhang Ji was a little surprised. He looked at the text message record and found that he did not fail to reply.

However, he estimated that he would have to stay at the hospital today, so he immediately sent another text message: "I may have to take care of you here for one night, and I can go back tomorrow."

Soon, grandma replied: "You can eat well, you are in good health, and you have some sharp eyesight. You don't need to worry about the family."

For grandma, this was the first time a girl took Zhang Ji's cell phone and talked to her.

It's impossible not to think too much.

"rest assured."

As the sky grew dark, Lin Chengming saw that the injured person's condition had stabilized and he did not need to stay in the hospital, but he still asked Zhang Ji to stay here to help take care of him.

He took out a book about acupuncture and held it in front of Zhang Ji so that he could read it if he had nothing to do.

Last night's performance made Lin Chengming feel that he might have talent in this area, and it was also an attempt.

Zhang Ji held the book, ecstatic and saluted repeatedly.

Lin Chengming just smiled, waved and left.

After Zhang Ji closed the door, he originally wanted to flip through the book and read it.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, I quickly went to cook. I also made millet porridge, but this time I got them two meat buns, a plate of fried beef with green peppers, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. The injured could only eat some liquid food now, and most of them were

Made for the woman in black.

After all, her appetite is indeed quite large.

He brought his dinner and knocked on the door. The woman came out and took the dinner plate.

Zhang Ji smiled at her, turned around and left, returning to the kitchen.

He grabbed a meat bun, walked to a bronze statue in the main hall, and looked at the acupuncture points marked on it while eating.

After eating, pick up the needles you usually use and practice.

That night, when Lin Chengming looked at the wound, Zhang Ji clearly remembered the inner judgment of the injury and which acupuncture points could stop the bleeding.

Now he just wants to do his best to learn more skills and open the books Lin Chengming gave him. It not only records how to stop bleeding, relieve pain, calm the mind, enhance the power of mind, but also stimulate acupuncture points to increase physical strength.

Zhang Ji lost track of time as soon as he saw it.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.

At this time, the sound of rapid footsteps came.

The door of Chengmingtang was knocked loudly and he said, "Help! Mr. Lin."

Zhang Ji was immersed in reading a book and couldn't hear it at all.

The woman in black came to the main hall and saw Zhang Ji immersed in reading. She quickly opened the main hall door.
To be continued...
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