[Bottle Evil Doujin] Generation Gap

"Zhang Xuehuang! You fucking run away!"

"Then Wu Sheng, don't be like this, I'm very embarrassed, if you insist, I will fight back! Don't look at me wearing a white shirt, I can fight well except for the shirt!" Zhang Xuehuang held up a Covering his face with the pillow, he backed away silently while talking, and pressed his whole body against the wall, trying to reach the doorknob.

I smashed the infusion bag on his head, kicked the door he opened and kicked him back, rolled up my sleeves and said, "You can hit me, right? You hit me! Then force me to blow your head off! Oh, you're dead!" Pujie boy! He told me last month that Mr. Zhang’s condition is very good, and he will definitely get better next week! Damn it’s been a few weeks!? He still looks like a dead man! You barefoot doctor! Can you see a doctor? You can't even read a thermometer!"

Fatty and I have been in Hong Kong for two months, and we haven’t been back to the mainland since we came here in a hurry that day. Xiaohua took care of everything on the road and only said that I was on a trip.As for my family not always talking about traveling, I lied to my parents, saying that Boyoufeng’s hometown is actually Hong Kong. During this time, his family worships ancestors and we have to stay for a few more days.

As I expected at the beginning, Zhang’s hospital is completely divided into two parts. The front is a serious hospital that receives ordinary guests from all directions, and the back is a heavily guarded research institute. Any idlers and others enter the scope of the research institute.

The fat man once went to the hospital in front of him and said that the list of personnel posted on the wall was all named Zhang, from doctors to nurses, and even those who cleaned the toilets and took out the garbage. The real "family business", no matter who it is called Doctor Zhang, Nurse Zhang.

Zhang Xuehuang was the one who performed the operation on Poker Ping, and he was the one who proposed the feasibility of this operation at the beginning. It can be said that he was the one who initiated this series of incidents.I don't trust Zhang's family. In order to find out Zhang Xuehuang's background, I passed his information to Xiaohua. Xiaohua found out that this person is very low-key in the medical field. There are almost no papers and research results published, but he has a high degree of education. He has studied in top schools all over the world.

Zhang Xuehuang not only beats his brother more than a dozen times in terms of medical skills, but he is also very obsessed with the research on the Zhang family's brain abnormalities. Poker bottle is his key research object. Apart from Fatty and me, only Zhang Xuehuang himself and the two designated A female nurse can approach him, and he is also Zhang Xuehuang's only patient. Zhang Xuehuang comes to check him more than ten times a day.

Zhang Xuehuang has always told us that Ponyoufing's surgery was very successful, now he only needs to wait for Pokyoufing to wake up, check if there is any nerve damage, and then do rehabilitation for the sequelae.At that time, Fatty and I were relieved to hear what he said, but he didn’t tell us that it may take a few hours, it may take decades, or it may not wake up at all, it’s just a matter of probability.

It stands to reason that Boyouping's recovery ability should be very strong, and this is also reflected in the recovery from trauma. After lying in the ICU for more than ten hours, his signs stabilized, and he was directly transferred to the general ward. The only problem is that He didn't wake up all the time, and he relied on infusions to maintain his life every day. After a month, both hands were pierced like sieves.

During this period, Zhang Haike came once, and was beaten by me and the fat man on the ground. Later, he didn't dare to come again, and threw Zhang Ming over. a microphone.

I don't trust others to take care of Poker Fing, so I work two shifts with Fatty to take care of him all day long. When I'm bored, I use a marker pen to draw bastards on Poker Fing's face and body. In the end, there is no room for the soles of my feet.

People say that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time. I really can’t blame the son. Taking care of others is really a waste of energy and hope. After staying in the hospital for a long time, even good people can suffer from illness.Especially for patients who are unconscious, they will naturally despair if they can't see hope. The mental torture is not just bragging. collapsed.

As a leader, Fatty and I brought into full play the fine tradition of domineering, and successfully became the two bullies of the hospital. Zhang Xuehuang, as the instigator of all these incidents, also successfully pulled all my hatred points.

"Well, Mr. Wu, let me tell you again. You can insult me, but you can't insult my medical skills. Let me tell you that I am a very responsible doctor with medical ethics. I will not deceive my family members! The situation of Mr. Zhang It is indeed getting better, you can see that the stitches will be removed soon, I didn't even lie to you."

I couldn't hold back and punched him on the lungs, grabbed his hair and shouted: "Removing the stitches means it's better?! The **** has been lying in bed for almost half a year and hasn't woken up yet. You tell me it's better? I will Ask you when he will wake up! Do you want me to wait until the year of the monkey!"

Although Zhang Xuehuang frowned when I was angry, and shrunk like a quail, he still tried to reason with me: "Mr. Wu, you must know that violence can't solve the problem. If you beat me up You can wake up if you beat me, but even if you beat me every day, Zhang Sheng will never wake up, why do you want to do something meaningless? And Zhang Sheng didn’t lie down Half a year, to be exact, he didn't even sleep for two months, I kept records every day, today is exactly one month and 20 days." "..."

"Oh, that's right! In fact, the year of the monkey is not very far away. You see, June this year is the month of the horse. Then my speech must be very rigorous and rigorous. Therefore, as a strict doctor, I absolutely can't do it." When I told you that Zhang Sheng must wake up, I can only tell you that he is getting better. Whether he wakes up or not wakes up depends on his own constitution. It does not mean that a person with a good constitution will definitely You are recovering well, that, that, that! Wu Sheng! You can’t do this! If you hit me in the face again, I will really turn my back on you! Is there anything you can’t sit down and talk about? You have to be reasonable!”

I'm sorry, I've never been reasonable, you said you can wake up in the Year of the Monkey, right?Then I'll wait until June. If he hasn't woken up in June, I'll beat you into a monkey and throw you to the horses!

"What are you doing naively? Block the door and let no one in. Let me in, Fatty! After you go in, you will beat the leeches." The fat man came back from buying food and found that the door was blocked. He expected it to be my daily beating During Zhang Xuehuang's time, he knocked on the door, trying hard to squeeze his fat body in through the crack of the door.

Zhang Xuehuang was very dissatisfied with the name of the fat leech. Even if he couldn't beat him, he still had to fight for the dignity of his name. He tried his best to break free from my hand, straightened his clothes and said, "Sheng Wang, I have a name and a surname, and my name is Zhang Xuehuang, OK? These three It’s so hard to say every word, if you must use two words to call me, you can call me Xuehuang, or call me doctor, leech is a kind of pest, please don’t call me that again, okay?”

The fat man ignored him at all, grabbed his collar and threw him out, clapped his hands and said, "Come on, eat, there's nothing good to eat in this damn place for a dozen miles around, I would eat these fat men every day." Eat thin."

I turned my wrist and asked him to eat first. I hung a bag of nutrient solution on Poker Bottle first. To be honest, modern medicine is really developed. As long as I hang a bag of this nutrient solution every day, Poker Bottle will not eat. It won't starve to death, but the fat man and I will give him a massage to prevent his muscles from shrinking.

Poker bottle was lying quietly on the bed, with the two bastards I drew for him yesterday on his face, I poked his face boredly, and asked the fat man, "Have you heard that joke, fat man?"

"What joke?" The fat man opened a box of char siu, and his face was full of greasy food. He is the only one among the three of us who can still maintain a plump figure. It is a blessing to be able to eat it.

"Xiaoming asked Xiaohong, if you become a vegetable in the future, will you wake up if I call you? Xiaohong said why should I wake up, I still want to bloom! Guess if my brother wants to bloom, he will grow What's coming?"

The fat man stuffed a piece of char siew into his mouth, chewed it: "Naive, I didn't say you, the wit doesn't shake like this. If you shake your wit at a time like this, I'd think you've gone crazy."

I picked up a pen and patched a bastard on Poker-Face's neck, and said while patching, "Fuck you."

The fat man said: "However, I have really thought about this for the past few days. Have you ever thought about it, since all the indicators are normal, brother, why don't you wake up? Could it be that your soul is lost? Let me tell you that I went to I have encountered this kind of situation when I jumped in the queue in the Northeast. There was a little girl in the team who fell ill and slept for a long time. She couldn’t find her soul. Called her soul for a while, guess what? Hey! Woke up the next day!"

"Then what's the matter, let's find an old lady with little feet to help my little brother shout his soul?"

"I mean, we don't seem to have called my brother's name. Is it because of this reason that my brother has not woken up? Otherwise, try calling him a few words, maybe he will wake up immediately. Act like this, cry a few times, cry and say something like I love you. Or you can try kissing him? The innocent princess kisses the sleeping prince, um, it will definitely work! Try it?"

I thought to myself that you, a fat man, come up with such bad ideas, kiss him lightly, you have been lying down for two months, and your breath will probably stink to death, and you let me kiss him, why doesn't he kiss him himself, maybe he will kiss him The little brother woke him up with fright.

The fat man desperately asked me to call my little brother a few words to try, but I really couldn't hold him back, so I called a few words of Poker Face's name, and after shouting, I felt bad. Even if he woke up, he would be cheating, so he said he couldn't listen to the dead fat man.

Of course, I really held a sliver of hope and shouted, but the egg is still lying like a salted fish. I saw that there was a small space between his eyebrows, just enough to draw a bastard, and immediately Excitedly pulled out the marker pen and prepared to use this place.

The moment my pen tip landed on the ground, Poker Ping's eyes froze open, and his dark eyeballs rolled around, aiming at me sharply, and my hands froze instantly.

Damn it, is it really a scam? !

It didn't matter when he opened his eyes, I was so scared that I almost poked a pen into his eyes. Before my brain could react, my body jumped up and kicked back a few steps, almost knocking down the infusion bottle beside me.

The fat man still had rice rolls stuffed in his mouth, and he didn’t feel anxious seeing me jumping up. He said vaguely, “What’s the matter? I was surprised. I told you not to draw on my body. If you want to be a literary artist, you have to draw bastards, no, you scared yourself!"

My brain went blank, and I stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at Poker Bottle: "Cheat, scam corpse!"

The fat man spat out the sausage rolls and rushed over to take a look, slapped me on the back, almost knocking me down: "Fucking you! Why is this kid so stupid at a critical moment? Damn it!" He is awake! Call the doctor! Doctor! Nurse! Come on! The patient is awake! Hurry up!"

When the fat man yelled, I realized that Poker Finger had woken up, not a fake corpse, poked the fat man, and said in a daze, "Brother woke up."

The fat man excitedly hugged my shoulders and strangled vigorously: "Yes, yes, my brother is awake, so I said that my method is effective! I would have woken up as soon as I shouted! Brother, brother, do you recognize us? How much is this? Do you see how much is this?"

After the strangulation, my fat man excitedly ran to the bed of Poker-Face, raised two thick fingers and swayed vigorously in front of Poker-Face, talking in a fucking Hong Kong accent.

Most people wake up suddenly after sleeping for so long and should have a capital letter on their face. Poor oil bottle is not much better, his expression is a bit confused, and his eyes don't have the momentum that he just opened his eyes. I suspect that he is trying to protect his eyebrows. Without leaving the dignity of a bastard, he suddenly woke up driven by instinct.

The fat man's fingers were still dangling, Poker-Face's eyeballs moved slightly, following the movement of his fingers, his mouth opened very lightly, his Adam's apple rolled, but no sound came out.

The fat man slapped his thigh: "It's over, little brother is stupid, he said one when it was two."

I said: "Don't talk nonsense, he didn't say anything, you can talk when you wake up after sleeping for a few months?"

"That's an ordinary person. Our little brother is alive and well even after lying down for ten or eight years! Hey, hey, where did the dead leech go after so long? Why didn't anyone come alive after ringing the bell for a long time, fat man I have to go and see, naively, you are taking care of my little brother! Ask him if he wants to drink water or something!"

As soon as the fat man left, only Poker Fing and I were left in Nuoda's room. Poker Face lay on the bed and rolled his eyes for a long time before he managed to focus. He stared blankly at me. Dao said that it is better not to look at him in the mirror for the time being.

To be honest, I have never thought about how I should treat Poker-Face if he wakes up.Because during the period when he was in a coma, I had to work hard to adjust my mentality so that I could calmly face this stuffy bottle that a fragile three-year-old child could kill.

In the few times I got along with him, he seldom had such a vulnerable side. It has been more than ten years since I saw him lying on the hospital bed last time. Looking back now, the exciting things at that time were too Much, his appearance at that time was already somewhat blurred.

The Zhang family ancient building is my lingering shadow. Apart from the physical pain, the spiritual devastation is the greatest torture.It's sad to think about it. I have traveled the longest and farthest road in my life. It's all other people's routines. I can't say that Poker Bottle is involved in all of this, but I don't believe that he didn't get involved at all.

I will always remember that day, Fatty and I sat in the corridor of the stilted building, watching Poker Bottle go further and further away, leaving me with a cold back.That was the first real farewell between me and him, and it was also the first time I really realized the huge invisible gap between me and Poker Bottle.

Your game may not be my little brother's game. That's what the fat man told me that day. I didn't understand it at the time. Although I understand it now, I am still helpless.

I touch your eyes with my hands, it's too cold, if your eyes are so cold, someone's heart will freeze (Note 1).Am I still an outsider now?Is my heart frozen now?I have no idea.

As soon as he heard that Poker Face had woken up, Zhang Xuehuang immediately rushed into the ward with a group of people, and surrounded Poker Face nervously for inspection. He really deserved to be a high-quality medical staff. The bastard is that no one laughed out loud, measuring blood pressure, measuring blood pressure, measuring heartbeat, measuring heartbeat.

"Zhang Sheng, can you hear me? Do you know where you are? Do you always remember your own name?" Zhang Xuehuang stretched out three fingers and swayed slowly in front of Poker Bottle, and asked nervously: "Look How long is it until here?"

The fat man wiped the sweat off his head, and bumped into me triumphantly: "See, fat man, I am in line with the international standards, and it's scientific to stretch your fingers!"

A group of white coats checked Pokerfing for a long time, and came to the conclusion that Pokerfing had temporary deafness, aphasia, and varying degrees of adhesions in the elbow and knee joints. Sure.

I thought to myself, this is great, after the operation, he really became a real "dumb Zhang", what the hell is the joint adhesion, he just stuck his joints after not moving for a month, it's too useless Alright.

I asked Zhang Xuehuang: "What does temporary deafness and aphasia mean? How long does it take to recover?"

As soon as Zhang Xuehuang opened his mouth, I hurriedly said: "Don't tell me that you are not sure, and don't tell me about the percentage, just tell me if it will be good or not."

Zhang Xuehuang wrote down things in his notebook quickly, and said happily: "Oh, I don't have to talk about that every time, Wu Sheng, let me tell you, this operation is really a success, although I can't be sure yet. The final effect of the operation, but it is already a miracle that Zhang Sheng can wake up! You know that the success rate of this operation is so low, Zhang Sheng’s sequelae are not the same now! Deafness and aphasia must be temporary, I use my personal identity Let me tell you, according to my personal judgment, he will slowly recover his speech and hearing functions in at most three months! Don't worry too much!"

Under my hard daily beatings, Zhang Xuehuang's language ability has not improved, but my Cantonese listening has become more and more perfect. I have more important things to do, so I don't care about him talking too much nonsense for the time being, so I nodded. Said: "Okay, let me ask you one last question, can I beat him now?"

"Ah?" Zhang Xuehuang originally thought that I would be ecstatic, but he didn't expect that I asked a question that he didn't think about even if he killed him, and he was dumbfounded.

"Just tell me, apart from his head, where would I beat him now without killing him?"

Zhang Xuehuang finally understood what I was talking about, rushed over and put his arms around my waist with a whimper, dragged me out of the door desperately, and said as he dragged: "Sheng Wu, you can't do this! The patient just happens to be ready for you." What about him? If you must hit me, hit me! You can't hit the sick!"

The realization that I can't beat Boyouping makes me very disappointed. He finally lost all his combat power. This may be the only chance in my life to beat him into a pig's head.

What makes me feel a little relieved is that the pen I used to draw bastards on his body is an oil-based marker pen, which is said to be an indelible artifact. Pork Youfeng had to bear those bastards for a long few months. When the mirror saw his face for the first time, he was obviously shocked, but unfortunately he was speechless.

In the half month since Pokerfing woke up, I used Changsha dialect, Hangzhou dialect, Putonghua, Northeast dialect, and all the dirty words I learned from traveling around these years to greet the 300 generations of Pokerfing's ancestors. More than [-] times.

Boyouping can't hear or speak. When I scold, he just sits on the bed and stares at me. He can stare at me every day I scold. I'm chatting with Poker Bottle.

I don't know if Poker-Face has amnesia after the operation, because he still can't speak, it's useless for me to ask, so I just put it aside, besides scolding him, I still take care of him according to the normal rhythm and push him to do the recovery. Jian, and occasionally take him to the small garden outside to bask in the sun.

Pokerfing's physical fitness determines his recovery speed, but not the growth rate of his hair. His hair grows very slowly, and he went bald for a long time after the stitches were removed.

I found that it doesn’t mean that any hairstyle can be HOLD if the face is good. Poker bottle is really not suitable for round inches or bald heads, because his head is very round. If he shaves his head, it looks like a round egg. , If he shaves that round inch, it will be even worse, and put a trademark on it just like a kiwi.

After discovering this, I often scolded him and burst out laughing. How can someone’s head be so round, as round as if poured out of a mold? The fat man didn’t know why at first, but later he found out and followed me Laughing, often the two of them laugh until they lose their strength, wishing they could roll into a ball on the ground.

The fat man has no objection to my behavior of scolding my little brother. Anyway, I just had a mouthful, and occasionally when I was short of words, he would happily teach me a few old Beijing swearing dialects, or Guangxi swearing words. Folk songs.

Just when I was about to officially include scolding Poker in my schedule, I accidentally discovered a terrible fact. One day I went to a tuba, and when I came back, I found Zhang Xuehuang talking to Poker. It was a bit strange asked: "Is he deaf now?"

Zhang Xuehuang blinked and said: "Wu Sheng, don't you know, Zhang Sheng can lip language, our Zhang family taught it when we were young, everyone knows it."

I suddenly realized that I had forgotten that Pokerfing could speak with lips. I said why he kept staring at my mouth, because he wanted to see what I said. Fortunately, I can’t stand up now, otherwise I would Whether you can stand up or not is the question.

After Zhang Xuehuang left, I stood next to Poker Bottle for a long time and couldn't calm down. Although I didn't fear him, I was always a little embarrassed to be caught. After thinking about it for a long time, I thought it would be better to reconcile, so I said: "Hey, the weather is good today. Shall we go to the little garden for a walk?"

(Note 1: From Shen Congwen)

He said he was going for a walk, but he was just sitting in a wheelchair. I pushed him, and now his knees can only bend a small arc. Coupled with his stiff arms, he is in a bad shape every day. Heart, like a kiwi fruit has become a essence.

I stared at Poker-Face's chubby head, and thought darkly that it would be fine if he could only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and he would have to be pushed everywhere. It's all strenuous, and you don't have to worry about him running away without seeing anyone.

In Hong Kong, where land is very expensive, the Zhang family does not feel bad about the area of ​​the garden. The garden has been demolished enough to build two medical buildings.I once asked Zhang Xuehuang why he designed it in such a way, and Zhang Xuehuang said that it was necessary for Feng Shui.

Although their Zhang family is now engaged in modern medicine, they still believe in Fengshui and geology in their bones. It is really a big cancer left over from feudal superstition.

It’s almost May, and the weather is gradually warming up. People who are exposed to the sun are drowsy, and the deaf and dumb deaf-mute can’t chat with me. I push him and I feel a little tired. I found a stone bench and sat down to rest my feet.

Poker-Face sat in the wheelchair and looked at me calmly. In the past, my pastime was to scold him. Now that I know he can understand what I'm saying, I really can't think of anything else to say. what's good.

After thinking about it, what I was swearing at was all in dialect, maybe he couldn't tell what I was talking about just by looking at the shape of my lips?But Pokerfinger also came from all over the world. He has been to almost all the places I have been to, and lived for a while. As long as he can understand one, he can guess the others that I am scolding him. What a mistake. .

I looked at Poker-Face for a while, but I was the first to lose the battle, lowering my head and pretending to play with my phone.Now that the flowers are blooming well in spring, I took a photo of the two flowers around me, set it so that only my parents can see it, and sent it with a couple of words about how happy I am traveling.

After posting to Moments, I'm bored again. This ghostly place is terrifyingly quiet. There's not even a bird singing in such a lush garden. It's a broken place where birds don't shit.Thinking so in my heart, I said it casually: "Why is it so spring, not even a bird sings?"

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a stern cry of an eagle suddenly sounded beside me. I was so scared that I almost threw my phone out, with a dazed look on my face.

Every kind of eagle has a different name, this one is obviously the call of a vulture, what the hell is the Zhang family raising vultures in the garden?Are you preparing for a sky burial directly after the patient dies? !

After the bird chirped twice more, I realized something was wrong. The source of the sound was too close, as if, as if it was coming from the Poker Bottle opposite me... Fuck!

Poker-Face was still looking at me calmly while sitting in the wheelchair. I found that he would reappear with a slight movement of his Adam's apple. It really was learned by him.

I don't know why Poker-Face would silently imitate vulture calls after I said there were no birds calls. If this is considered a kind of flattery, then he is doomed to be alone all his life. I expect you to learn from a lark magpie, you can learn from a sparrow head office, if you really can't, you can also learn from a cicada, who can learn from a vulture?Have you been brain-dead? !

Poker bottle is still staring at me, I thought to myself, do you want me to say thank you?If you go on like this, it's easy to lose me, you know that?

To be honest, most of the time I can’t understand Poker Bottle. I have a tacit understanding with him, but not in this aspect, because he seems to be thinking about nothing, and he seems to be thinking about how to destroy the earth at any time.

Most people work hard to make their lives better, to improve their quality of life, to live a comfortable life, in short, for themselves.Poor oil bottle is not, he has never cared about food, clothing, housing and transportation, although he has a hundred ways to live better, he is not particular about it, he can make do with it.

This reminds me of when the black blind man threw me on an isolated island, he asked me not to do meaningless things, not to get caught up in any details of life, it sounds boring, but now that I think about it, this is completely Stuffy life style.

However, ever since Pokerfing lived with me, he seems to have started to think about life a little bit. For example, he started shopping online, started to choose the height of the pillow, and started to hesitate about what to eat for lunch. However, he didn’t know how to interact with humans get along.

Thanks to the blessing of the oil bottle, I completely lost the mood of admiring the flowers in the small garden, and pushed him back home. As soon as I pushed him to the door of the ward, I heard Zhang Xuehuang's voice from inside. When I got my name, I immediately put my ears on the door and listened to whether he was speaking ill of me behind my back.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, Mr. Wang. Mr. Wu is here." Zhang Xuehuang pointed to his head, and asked cautiously, "Is there something wrong?"

The fat man made an exaggerated expression, and said cautiously, "How do you know?"

Zhang Xuehuang said: "Oh, I'm a doctor. I have always thought that Wu Sheng seemed to be very irritable. In fact, the psychiatry department here is very good. Why don't you persuade Wu Sheng to go see him?" Well, it doesn’t cost money anyway.”

I poked my head out from behind the door, and said gloomyly, "What do you persuade me?"

When the fat man saw me coming, he immediately grabbed the lunch box on the table, made a wishing gesture to Zhang Xuehuang, pretended that he didn't say anything, and rushed out of the room with a whoosh.

Sometimes I really admire Zhang Xuehuang. He has an unbeatable Xiaoqiang spirit. For example, now, he is not afraid of death and leans towards me, stammering: "Wu, Mr. Wu, have you heard that Had a disease called mania?"

"roll."

"Oh."

Zhang Xuehuang walked quickly towards the door, walked halfway and then turned back. I was carrying the oil bottle to the bed, and when he came back, I raised my hand to beat him: "You are looking for death?"

"No, Mr. Wu, I have something to see you today, come here, I'll talk to you."

I swore in my heart that if he talked about mental illness or mania again, I would beat him into an egg tart and sell him with Zhang Haike.

In the end, Zhang Xuehuang said: "There is one thing that I hesitated for a long time. I didn't dare to say it when you beat me, but I thought I was a responsible doctor. I didn't agree because I scared the patient's family and beat me. I didn't say anything. This is not in line with my medical ethics, and I suspect that I made a big mistake during the operation, which may lead to serious consequences."

It's rare for Zhang Xuehuang to be so serious, which made me a little nervous. Is there a lack of function in some aspects?Could it be that aspect?The little brother has been in a slump since then?

Zhang Xuehuang continued: "I'm not sure if he touched his facial nerves during the operation, he may lose the ability to control facial expressions, you have to be mentally prepared, maybe you may have facial paralysis, but for now, let's see Mr. Zhang If there is a crooked mouth and squinted eyes, it should not be particularly serious. Then, Mr. Wu, let me tell you first that this is indeed my fault, but if you must hit me, it is not good to hit me. same face..."

I picked up the water glass on the table with a blank expression, Zhang Xuehuang immediately covered his head, I took a sip of water, and said, "Is it finished?"

"Um……"

"roll."

Damn it made me nervous for a long time, sweating all over, but what did I say about facial expressions, when did Pokerfing have facial expressions? Ya was born with facial paralysis, and the facial muscles have not been moved for more than 100 years. You It's the same whether you touch it or not.

I found that I have come into contact with so many Zhang family members. Except for Poker Ping, who is not talkative, everyone else is quite talkative, and occasionally a few are particularly annoying.In comparison, although Zhang Xuehuang is a bit wordy, he still has a pretty good personality. He is indeed a good doctor with medical ethics. For example, I accidentally saw him punching sandbags in the office, and I couldn't handle the force ten times.

As a conscientious and responsible doctor, Zhang Xuehuang formulated a very strict patient meal and rehabilitation plan for Poker. As an important family member of the patient, I was also asked by him to participate. The patient's will becomes strong.

"Come here, come here." I stood about ten meters away from Poker bottle, clapped and greeted Poker bottle, feeling like I was training a dog.

Poker-Face was struggling in the wheelchair. It could be seen that he was really working hard. It was obviously difficult for him to adapt to the feeling that he could not control his body freely. This kind of uncontrollability is another sequela of craniotomy. The instructions issued by the brain cannot be controlled by the body Accept it immediately, just like playing a game with a delayed red mark.

I stretched out my hand and waited for 5 minutes before Pokerfoil managed to stand up from the wheelchair. When he finally walked up to me, I had already withdrawn my hand and yawned. Waiting for him like this every day costs 10 Walking a distance of ten meters in a minute, no matter who you are, you will not get tired of it.

Seeing him coming, I was going to push the wheelchair over, let him sit down and then stand up and walk ten meters. Unexpectedly, the bottle of oil suddenly fell forward and fell on me. Neither of us had any flesh. Don't mention how sour it tastes when the bones hit it.

I thought Poker Finger was slippery, and whispered: "You are an idiot, I told you to pretend to be nothing, now this is retribution."

Poker Ping leaned against me, slowly raised his arms around my waist, and whispered in my ear: "Wu Xie, I'm sorry."