As soon as doctor Zhang Yuang got off the operating table, a nurse said to him on the way: "Doctor Zhang, I have a courier for you."
Zhang Yuan was stunned and couldn't remember what he had bought. When the department looked at it, he said, "Hey! Why is it still fresh?"
Take another look at the sender - Song Tan.
He fell silent.
The young nurses crowded over: "Dr. Zhang, what did you buy?"
Zhang Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't buy this. There was a girl who was responsible for the car accident on the bridge before, and someone sent it to me."
"Speaking of which, you may remember that the little girl was pinned in the car and couldn't be pulled out. She was pulled out by a kind person and was sent to the hospital. Nothing happened to her!"
Such luck!
It also surprised everyone for a long time.
He was a doctor, and it was his responsibility to save people. The girl suddenly sent him something. Zhang Yuan remembered their chat a few days ago, and he probably understood.
It’s just that this matter is really difficult to handle!
The nurses sighed: "The inspections are so strict now... Dr. Zhang, why don't you just take a look at what it is. Chilled food cannot be returned. I'll probably check the price later and give the money to others. Otherwise, I'll have to pay for this."
It’s not worthwhile to report.”
Dr. Zhang thinks so too.
It's just that these days, even a doctor is strapped for money. If someone gives you an expensive one...how much will you have to give?
While thinking about it, I opened the express delivery with fear.
Foam box, dry ice bag, air column bag - wrapped in green, tender and crispy small wild vegetables.
Attached is a note: Dr. Zhang, please try Malantou, a wild vegetable from my hometown.
Everyone:......
In other words, it costs 30 yuan to transport ice within the province just to give away a handful of wild vegetables? While Zhang Yuan was relieved, he was also a little bit dumbfounded.
Everyone was silent, and in the end they could only comment in embarrassment: "This word is quite beautiful."
…
There are no secrets in the department.
Before noon, everyone knew that Dr. Zhang Yuan of the Department of Traumatology had accepted a handful of frozen wild vegetables sent by a patient. After a long journey, the courtesy was light but the affection was heavy!
The leaders of the hospital were also happy: "This little girl can't see our Dr. Zhang's old appearance, so she thinks he can cook."
"He is a single man who eats in the cafeteria every day, so why should he bring wild vegetables? Come on, tell Xiao Zhang, why don't we just send wild vegetables to the cafeteria so that everyone can try it?"
As soon as he said this, everyone was happy.
Dr. Zhang is also very happy.
A handful of wild vegetables is not enough to stuff it with benefits and accept bribes, but it was sent here from a long distance.
Although it’s not worth much, it may be because of this that the hospital leaders will have a name on it... Oops!
He was so happy that he quickly sent the wild vegetables to the canteen.
But the chef was happy when he saw it: "Dr. Zhang, people are very considerate in delivering things. Look at this Malantou, it's crispy and juicy, how good it is! It's cold now, and there aren't many wild vegetables, so you have to pick carefully to get it together."
Here’s a handful.”
"I'll blanch the water and mix it up at noon, so that everyone can enjoy the taste of spring!"
Zhang Yuan imagined: rural mountains, cold wind, a simple girl wearing homespun clothes, searching hard in the fields... and he was a little moved for a moment.
He quickly flipped through his address book and sent another message, along with the photo of the handful of wild vegetables.
"Ms. Lu, how is Lu Chuan's recovery recently?"
"It's like this. You asked for it to be kept secret before, so I never said anything. But the little girl who was rescued by Lu Chuan from the car has been asking about it. No, she even sent wild vegetables from all the way."
"Children from rural areas also have a lot of thoughts."
"Otherwise, if you really don't want to give me your address, at least give me your contact information. After the little girl thanks you, you can feel at ease."
Despite the grace of saving his life, the other party transferred him to another hospital without even saying a word, without leaving even a message.
How can this little girl feel so happy?
…
Imperial Capital Renai Hospital.
A haggard-looking woman was sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor, staring blankly at the wall.
Suddenly, the phone rang several notifications one after another.
She was stunned and opened the chat page: the first one was a photo of green and touching vegetables.
Looking at the next message, the woman was silent.
After a moment, she typed out a reply with difficulty:
"Thank you Dr. Zhang. Lu Chuan's current condition is not bad. It's just that the doctor said that a large area suffered deep second-degree explosion impact burns or something... I don't really understand. I just know that if it is delayed, it is likely that he will not be able to recover later."
"But even if it is a skin graft, there will probably still be traces..."
"Lu Chuan said that he didn't like to go out anyway. Now that he's disfigured, he might as well just stay at home and avoid having to worry about it. But the wound didn't heal well at home, so he simply went back to the hospital."
After thinking about it, she deleted this paragraph again.
He simply replied: "Thank you Dr. Zhang. Lu Chuan is currently in good health. He just refused skin grafting and is still recovering."
"The little girl values friendship and proves that my child did not save the wrong person. Then give her Lu Chuan's contact information. The WeChat number is the same."
They were all young people, and Lu Chuan had no close friends to begin with. What if she could persuade him?
In the ward separated by a wall, Lu Chuan was awakened by the pain in his body and opened his eyes with difficulty.
His hair has been shaved, and his entire cheek, from the left cheekbone to his forehead, is covered with medical dressings.
The left side of the neck was also tightly taped, and the dressing spread to the shoulders, back, and even the chest slightly.
Finally, it was firmly covered by the hospital gown.
He reached for his phone and sent a private message of 99+ on Weibo.
And in the writer's backstage, under the news of the last request for leave and suspension of updates, there were more than 20,000 comments, all of which were readers waiting for updates.
Lu Chuan was silent for a moment, and finally withdrew.
When I open WeChat, a new message pops up.
"Lu Chuan, you are the only male in my Zhou family. If you secretly change your surname when you become an adult, I can forgive you as long as you change it back. But you should never do anything you want with your body.
"
"I heard your mother said you don't want skin grafting?"
"This is impossible! You must recover! You are good-looking, and your Uncle Zhang's daughter likes you very much. He has an only daughter in his family with tens of millions of assets. You can't miss this opportunity!"
"What's more, if I don't have a male to inherit my millions of assets, do you want everyone to laugh at me?"
"I'm your biological father! Even if your mother and I divorce, that's the same!"
"I'm telling you, you must undergo surgery! Your Uncle Zhang's daughter has a deep love for you. She doesn't have a boyfriend yet. She looks like she is waiting for you to recover! Don't let her down, let alone me!"
"After you finish the operation, return to Ning Province as soon as possible."
Lu Chuan sneered, and the skin covering his face was pulled, and the stinging sensation was very similar to his current situation.
He also looked through his address book and sent a message:
"Hello, are you Mr. Zhao from Imperial Harmony Agency? I plan to buy the house that my mother was interested in before and put it in my mother's name."
"Please come to Ren'ai Hospital to collect a deposit, and take my mother to have a look at it. Just tell me what I arranged."
Can you see the identity, background and character of the male protagonist?
A little complicated, but not that complicated.
Don't worry, there is no ultimate tearing, the sandalwood will be crushed directly in the later stage.
Also, this is really the worst male protagonist I have ever written. But he will definitely recover! For boys, a beautiful face is very important!!!
However, there are not many scenes in the early stage. The main thing is career.