When he returned to the hospital, his position changed a little and his work was rescheduled. Everything gradually stabilized. Zhang Kun wandered around the ward on the ninth floor and became familiar with the current hospitalized patients.

Although Director Tang and Dean Li both said that Zhang Kun is still mainly healthy and therefore does not need Zhang Kun to be responsible for too specific work, but Director Tang and Dean Li give face, Zhang Kun cannot use face as a liar.

Be arrogant because of favor?

Zhang Kun has never been such a person. Usually, he respects him one foot and returns him one foot.

Since President Li and Director Tang gave face, he naturally could not give face to both of them, so after the conversation was over, he immediately entered the working state.

First, he looked at all the cases in hospital, mainly for those who were recuperating and preparing for surgery. Then, according to the condition of recuperating and patient needs, Zhang Kun began to arrange the operation time one by one.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhang Kun solved three surgeries, and the next day, there were five surgeries in a row.

Although they were just some minor surgery, or routine surgery, such speed still surprised Director Tang. But at the same time, Director Tang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Zhang Kun has really recovered almost.

After eight consecutive surgeries, Zhang Kun completely regained the feeling he had last year. Standing on the operating table, his stable hands repaired the patient's injuries bit by bit, and cut out the patient's lesions.

As patients slowly recovered under their own hands, a feeling of high spirits rose again, and that confident expression appeared on Zhang Kun's cheek again.

The next morning on Monday, it was a little dawn. Zhang Kun, who had just returned from Nanshan City, walked out of Shaoxi Railway Station, rubbed his slightly swollen temples. After finally awakening, he called a taxi and went home.

It was exactly six o'clock when the taxi arrived home. After paying for the car, Zhang Kun got off the car, looked at the rising sun that had just jumped out of the horizon and took a deep breath.

The air in the morning was particularly fresh. A breath of cold air was sucked into the abdomen. Zhang Kun was so excited that he was completely awake.

A relaxed smile appeared on his face, then he walked towards the door with brisk steps, took out the key and opened the main door, preparing to change his clothes, and then called Mr. Liang to continue to start today's "self-abuse".

That's right, self-abuse.

In Zhang Kun's opinion, practicing martial arts is completely self-abuse.

If it weren't for self-abuse, who would have gone to practice the stance of the sport early in the morning before dawn?

It’s better to stance the horse stance, but it’s still a little bit of horse movement. Zhang Kun has never heard of it before.

Sometimes Zhang Kun even wondered if he had offended Mr. Liang but deliberately made such a thing to make him suffer?

But I thought so, but it was something I had already agreed to. Zhang Kun could only grit his teeth and swallow his bitterness.

However, as soon as the door was opened, Zhang Kun opened his eyes wide and looked into the door blankly: "Zhao Lina?"

Zhang Kun blinked desperately, and even quietly pinched his thigh hard, which hurt.

Hell, it’s not a dream, it’s really Zhao Lina, this guy hasn’t yet gone to heaven?

Zhang Kun was stunned for a moment and was about to speak, but suddenly he found that Zhao Lina seemed to be in a little wrong.

He was squeamish, embarrassed, and lowered his head, and even seemed to dare to look directly at him...

Zhang Kun's eyes trembled. Last time, Zhao Lina brought Ye Nantian and Old Master Li to come, it seemed like this.

"Who are you bringing?" Zhang Kun glared at Zhao Lina viciously.

It's really a god. I've been reminded again and again before, not to take my soul to me anymore. I'm very busy and have no time to wander around.

The college entrance examination is only more than three months old. If you don’t hurry up and cram the moment, if you get too bad at the time, even if you have something to do, you will be embarrassed to speak.

However, when he heard Zhang Kun's words, Zhao Lina in the door quickly raised her head and shook her hands repeatedly: "No, absolutely not. I really didn't bring anyone here this time!"

When Zhang Kun was stunned when he heard Zhao Lina's words, he felt relieved.

That's fine, as long as you don't bring some soul here again.

It’s not that Zhang Kun is unwilling to help those souls, but that Zhang Kun is really busy recently and has too many things to deal with.

I won’t talk about the college entrance examination. Recently, my relationship with Zhou Yaqi has been under intense restoration. Then he has to follow up on Shiqiao Primary School at any time, and then practice martial arts with Mr. Liang, Li Shuang disturbs him from time to time, and the hospital affairs...

There are so many things. Zhang Kun feels that he is so busy now that he doesn’t have much time to help his soul. Even if he wants to help, he will at least wait until he has been busy for this period of time, such as after the college entrance examination, or university.

But just as Zhang Kun breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Lina said with a slightly red face: "But, I seem to be causing you trouble again!"

As Zhao Lina spoke, a gray figure fell from the sky and floated in front of Zhang Kun excitedly.

"Master Zhang, let me possess it once!"

Yes, Mr. Liang.

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Chapter completed!