Zeng Guoxing was in the hospital and talked with Lin Jun for more than ten minutes, and then he left with a shameless look. That night he asked Liu Ziguang's family to send 500,000 yuan. Liu Ziguang's family also said that the money was not compensated by the Zeng family, but by them, because Zeng Guoxing's monthly salary was only a few thousand yuan, and he was unable to compensate so much.

Lin Jun smiled when he heard this and immediately asked Li Yingji to collect the money, but the next day, the 500,000 yuan was donated to a poverty alleviation unit in Jil City in the name of Rongfu, and told the other party that this was a donation to improve the teaching situation in Fengshan Town, and that it must be used for special purposes and supervised.

In fact, the town-level administrative unit has a special poverty alleviation office, but Lin Jun deliberately went around and did not contact here, because the money was given directly to the town, which was equivalent to returning it to Zeng Guoxing in disguise. If we don’t say that he must be greedy or anything, he will definitely not use the teacher issue.

At noon that day, after Lin Jun returned to Ji L, he called Erbin and said to the topic: "What, please help me study an Infiniti Qx50, and you need the best one!"

"What are you doing?" Erbin asked in a daze.

"For Xiaozhong." Lin Jun told him frankly.

"What's wrong?! The country is unstable? Haha!" Erbin joked with a smile: "Why did you give the driver a gift?"

"...You don't know?" Lin Jun was speechless.

"What do you know?"

"...Xiao Zhong is injured, I'll help me with something." Lin Jun explained softly.

"Ah! Is it serious?"

"It's nothing anymore." Lin Jun replied, then opened his mouth and instructed: "When you have time, please let the guys below drive the car!"

"...Haha!" Erbin smiled when he heard this: "Who are you talking about? Just force me to give you a gift?"

"Ha ha!"

Lin Jun's voice was heartwarming: "Fuck, I'll give you money! You're scared to you...what, let's pay in installments, and pay it back in fifteen years!"

"I hung up the phone!"

"Haha, I'm in trouble!" Lin Jun smiled again.

"Okay, I know what."

After saying that, the two hung up the phone. Before getting off work in the evening, Lin Jun specially took Li Yingji to the bank to withdraw the money. Because the money in his card was not enough, Li Yingji borrowed part of it, which made Li Yingji twitch and moist all the way.

...

After asking Li Yingji to deliver the money to Erbin, Lin Jun rushed back to the hospital with a tough stairs. When he parked downstairs and sat in the car, he felt quite panicked because he felt that he should have a talk with Ling Han.

But Lin Jun was indeed a little worried about how to talk about this and where to grasp the standards, because he was afraid that if he said it shall be superficial, Ling Han would misunderstand. If he said it in depth, it would easily cause the girl to hurt her. So, Lin Jun thought about it for a long time before he bit the bullet and went upstairs to visit Ling Han.

In the ward.

Ling Han's complexion has improved a lot, and she no longer vomits or dizziness, because the broken play that Zeng Qiang had given her was a bit similar to a sedative drug, not anything else, and this play may be fucking fake, and people have a great adverse reaction after taking it.

“…is it better?”

After Lin Jun entered the house, he asked with a smile.

"Ah, it's much better." Ling Han looked at Lin Jun's eyes and dodged a little.

"If you don't work, just keep in the hospital for two more days. You don't have to worry about the work in S's village!" Lin Jun poured her a glass of water.

"No, I'm in good health." Ling Han took the water cup and replied.

"You have been trying hard these two days, and you have washed your stomach again. Are you hungry?" Lin Jun asked while sitting on the bed.

"...a little." Ling Han lowered his head and replied.

"Then let's go, I'll give you five hundred yuan and treat you to a meal!" Lin Jun grinned his teeth and greeted.

"Okay!" Ling Han nodded happily.

...

At six or seven o'clock in the evening.

Lin Jun drove Ling Han to a famous Cantonese restaurant in Jilin, because there are several special porridges here that are very nourishing and suitable for Ling Han's current physical condition.

After entering the house, when Lin Jun ordered the dishes, Ling Han kept lowering his head, his expression was very unnatural, and he was even a little lost and slow to react.

"Okay, let's do it first!" Lin Jun handed the menu to the waiter after ordering the dishes.

"Come one or four bottles of dark beer!" Ling Han blinked and interrupted.

"No, I found out why you were like you fell out of the wine jar?" Lin Jun frowned and said, "Are you going to take it alive after eating this meal?"

"...I want to drink a little!" Ling Han held his chin, paused for a long time and said softly: "Xiaozhong..."

"He's fine!" Lin Jun interrupted Ling Han's words and waved his hand directly.

"...I...I didn't mean it..." Ling Han stroked the ends of his hair and responded hoarsely.

"No one can intentionally do this kind of thing." Lin Jun sighed and said, "I also blamed me that day. I answered a call and it was very upset! This is a matter of rushing things. When I encounter it, no one can do anything!"

"But it's still because...!"

"I won't say it anymore!"

Lin Jun interrupted again, looked up at Ling Han, and said directly: "What do you think about chatting with good physical and mental health? Are those who work in Sjiazhuang still adapting?"

...

at the same time.

In Jil City Hospital.

"The patient's wound was bleeding from bed 3, and he was sent to the emergency room immediately!" The nurse ran out of Zeng Qiang's ward and shouted loudly.

After speaking, the people in the nurse table and the doctors in the ward put down their work and moved quickly to the ward.

"Why is this bleeding again!!"

Zeng Guoxing, who had been squatting in the toilet for a long time, lifted up his pants and rushed out, then rushed to the next to the hospital bed with a panic expression.

On the bed.

Zeng Qiang was close to the root of the testicles.|The gauze was soaked red.

"Who turned him over?" the doctor frowned and asked, "Why did the fixture on his hand take off?"

"...He felt uncomfortable, I took it down!" Zeng Guomin interrupted.

"What do you know? Are you just doing it?" the doctor cursed irritably: "What should I do if the artery is stretched and cracked?"

Zeng Guomin didn't say anything.

"...Doctor, is it okay for my son to be injured?" Zeng Guoxing asked with a panic expression.

"You need to go to the operating room to check again, the wound may have cracked!"

"He...this injury... will not affect future childbirth, will it?" Zeng Guoxing asked very worriedly.

"Won't!"

"That's good, that's good..." Zeng Guoxing breathed a long sigh.

While talking, everyone pushed Zeng Qiang and rushed to the operating room again.

At the door, Zeng Guoxing was exhausted, but he cursed with a strong hatred: "...Fuck, these people are too serious!"

"It's okay, just raise it!" Zeng Guomin advised.

"Huhh!"

Zeng Guoxing stood there with his hips on his hips for a while, then covered his stomach and said, "You ask me to go downstairs and buy me a tube of pierced luster!"

"What are you doing?!" Zeng Guomin was stunned.

"I can't fucking shit anymore!" Zeng Guoxing cursed as he licked the big bubble on his mouth.

"Di Lingling!"

After speaking, Zeng Guoxing's cell phone rang, and he took it out and saw that it was Chen Xuefeng's call.

...

Three days later.
Chapter completed!