Chapter 891

Although I thought so in my heart, I didn't say these words. I was just secretly persuading Zhu not to think too much. It didn't work out and didn't work out. It's important to hide yourself first.

Pillar smiled: "this is my big brother. If something happens, don't run!"

Boss Wang always wants to leave some space when he talks. He said to let the column hide. In fact, it's nothing. Even if it's something, boss Wang will settle it, otherwise it's impossible to let the column stay in Jinhai city.

Pillar is right. It's the advantage of following boss Wang.

Boss Wang can at least keep them safe in Jinhai city.

That's why they have no taboo. They are as arrogant as they can be.

"Pillar, you have more rest recently. If there's anything I can help, just say a word."

I don't know how to comfort the pillar. I can only speak clumsily.

The pillar smiled and nodded: "Wenzi, you are my best brother. I have made you such a good brother in my life!"

I patted the pillar on the shoulder and drank to him.

……

While I was drinking with Zhu Zhu, a miracle was being performed in Zhiyong's hospital.

The master is Zhiyong.

After Lao Yan hung up the phone that day, Liang Zi stayed in Zhiyong's ward until he woke up. During this period, the police came twice to ask about Zhiyong. Zhiyong suffered so many knives. When he came into the hospital, the hospital had called the police.

This is a normal procedure. If they don't call the police, there will be more trouble in the future.

But Zhiyong didn't wake up and the police couldn't take notes, so the matter dragged on.

Every time Liang Zi sees the police coming, he hides far away. He is afraid of being caught. If he is caught, he is not sure whether he will shake it out.

During the period when Liang Zi and other Zhiyong woke up, the doctor told Liang Zi that Zhiyong might never wake up, because a knife was cut on the back of Zhiyong's neck, which is close to the brain and damaged the brain.

Zhiyong, you may be paralyzed in bed in the future.

vegetative.

Unless there is a miracle.

Liang Zi was worried. If Zhiyong became a vegetable, Lao Yan would blame him. You know, but because of him, Zhang Wen and they found Zhiyong's residence.

Where can this work?

Day by day, the little brother is looking forward to Zhiyong waking up.

Zhiyong didn't let him down.

The word miracle is actually inseparable from probability.

Some people can live a long time with cancer, but some people can only live a few months. That's the difference between people.

When everyone has no hope for Zhiyong.

A miracle happened.

Zhiyong wakes up!

When Liang Zi went to the bathroom, Zhiyong woke up.

"My grass!" Liang Zi came back and saw Zhiyong sitting upright on the bed. He was shocked and almost threw away his mobile phone.

"Zhi... Brother Yong, are you awake?" Liang Zi reacted for a long time.

Like many comatose people when they first woke up, Zhiyong looked around like a newborn a few minutes before he woke up.

His eyes are full of infantile ignorance and curiosity about the world.

In Zhiyong's head, a few words are echoing now.

Where am I?

Who am I?

Zhiyong, full of curiosity about the world, looked around.

It's like a robot~

Zhiyong's eyes slowly followed his body and saw these instruments inserted in his body.

He moved, it hurt!

It hurts all over!

So many wounds haven't healed yet. It's strange that Zhiyong doesn't hurt.

I don't know. Zhiyong was almost chopped by Zhang Wen as boiled fish! The scars on his body are densely arranged. Wang Peng, who started the attack, didn't want to save Zhiyong alive at all. What they want is to kill him.

But Zhiyong is lucky.

After being cut so many knives, the doctor said he couldn't, but he stubbornly raised his head and survived.

Life should not be lost.

Zhiyong's life should not be lost!

He didn't hear Liang Zi's words at all. His hearing is recovering bit by bit.

Seeing Zhiyong looking around like a fool, Liang Zi thought Zhiyong's head was broken and quickly shook his hand in front of him.

"Brother Yong, are you stupid?"

Pop!

Zhiyong didn't even think about it. He raised his hand with various instruments and slapped Liang Zi in the face.

Zhiyong, who just woke up, is very energetic. Liang Zi's head is a little dizzy when he slaps in the face.

"You're fucking stupid!" Zhiyong didn't forget to scold.

Liang Zi was slapped. He was not angry at all. Instead, he said excitedly, "brother Yong, you're all right. You're awake!"

Isn't it? This is a miracle!

It's a medical miracle!

"En..." Zhiyong felt the pain in his head. He covered his head and shook it for a while and asked, "what's going on?"

Liang Zi widened his eyes: "brother Yong, think about it carefully. Can't you remember how you were hurt?"

He was in the same state as when Liang Zi just woke up.

I don't know anything. There's nothing in my head.

Zhiyong is like a half fool now. He doesn't blame Liang Zi for talking about him.

"Oh......" Zhiyong now moved his head a little, and his head hurt badly.

Isn't it?

He hurt his head! Can he keep his head from hurting after lying in bed for so many days?

But what's going on? Zhiyong really can't remember.

He really has no impression at all.

In order to help Zhiyong get into the state quickly, Liang Zi can only tell him what happened. Zhiyong's eyebrows are screwed together in an instant.

For a moment, he remembered.

He remembered everything.

He was cut by Zhang Wen's people, Wang Peng!

Suddenly, the scenes he experienced that day floated in his head like a barrage of bullets. He pretended to force the tiger and Zhang Guohua to torture him that day. Zhang Wen attacked him with language that day. Wang Peng vented that day and greeted him with a knife.

At the beginning, Zhiyong still felt that he didn't know how many knives he had been cut. Naturally, he didn't know anything and fainted.

Now think of it, Zhiyong bit his teeth hard.

I was cut off like meat!

This is not only failure, but also humiliation!

But Zhiyong recalled his fear that day. It was a real fear! Seeing Zhang Wen, he was really afraid. Although Zhang Wen looked very ordinary, his Qi field was really strong, which he had to admit.

But which onion is Wang Peng? What did he vent?

Zhiyong took off his instrument and asked, "how many knives have I been cut off?"

"Several knives." Liang Zi didn't know.

"Be specific!" Zhiyong didn't even look at him and continued to pull out his instrument.

"One, two, three..." Liang Zi began to count Zhiyong.

He really wants to know how many knives there are.