Listening to Ning Junyue's roar outside the door, Zhang Kun sighed in his heart.

Ning Junyue said he wanted to find Dean Li, but Zhang Kun was not worried at all. After all, he was the intern doctor who was personally recruited by Dean Li.

Moreover, the patient's surgery was also the default of Director Li and Director Tang, so Zhang Kun was not worried.

However, if things are spread today, not only Zhang Kun, but also the cerebral and neurosurgery department, and even the central hospital will not look good.

After all, the central hospital is one of the top major hospitals in Nanhu Province, and such a large hospital actually hires an intern to treat patients or even undergo surgery.

If such a thing is spread, it is not just Zhang Kun's own business. Maybe Dean Li will be implicated, and the two directors Tang Guohua and Xie Zhitian must bear leadership responsibilities.

The old man on the hospital bed saw Zhang Kun's face gloomy and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Doctor Zhang, did we do something wrong just now? Will this make you embarrassed?"

Zhang Kun sighed slowly, then smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, old man, if he wants to go, let him go. At worst, I won't do this doctor anymore."

"Come on, let me check your wound first. You must not leave any sequelae!"

Yes, if you want to do so much, at worst, I won’t do this doctor anymore.

However, Zhang Kun looked at Ye Nantian who had been floating beside him with a embarrassed look.

If you can't continue to do it in the central hospital, then there may be some twists and turns in what Ye Nantian asked him for.

However, there is actually not no other way for Zhang Kun to Ye Nantian.

If you really can't continue working in the central hospital, then Zhang Kun would be extremely reluctant to come to find Ye Nantian's adoptive father.

At worst, I just exposed my god-willed thing again. Although Zhang Kun really doesn't want to do this, since he promised Ye Nantian, Zhang Kun must do it.

Alas, I really hate those eyes that look at me with weirdness, as if I look at monsters.

Zhang Kun really hated that look, but if it was for Ye Nantian, Zhang Kun was willing to try it again.

So, Zhang Kun made a decision in his heart, and then looked at the old man on the hospital bed: "Okay, I'm going to take off the towel and call it out if it hurts."

After saying that, Zhang Kun carefully picked up the towel pressed on the old man's head.

The wound under the towel was gradually exposed. On the bald head that had been scraped, a stitched wound was broken, and a trace of blood was constantly flowing down.

Zhang Kun carefully examined the wound, but fortunately, the wound was not very big. As for bleeding, it was more because the slit of the last operation had not been completely healed.

Most of the blood seeps out of the wound.

However, Zhang Kun looked at the old man on the hospital bed with a strange look on his face: "The thread on the wound is not broken, it's strange, there should be no cracks like this, right?"

After Zhang Kun asked this, the old man and the middle-aged man next to him smiled awkwardly.

Finally, the middle-aged man spoke, "Well, actually, it's actually, my dad thought his head was almost done, so he wanted to get out of bed and move around."

"Look, I dare not ignore what my dad said. I thought, I just got out of bed and walked for two steps. It should be nothing big. It would be better to have some activity, so I agreed."

"But, I don't expect that my dad will be fine after getting out of bed and walking for the first two steps, but as soon as he walked to the door of the ward, he suddenly fell towards the door."

"I didn't catch it for a while, and then my dad hit the door."

As he said that, the middle-aged man pointed to the clasp on the gate of the ward. After looking carefully, there was indeed a place on it with a trace of blood stains on it.

Huh..., OK.

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly, is this really a self-inflicted person?

Zhang Kun shook his head and looked at the old man on the hospital bed with laughter and crying: "You have just had a few days after the operation, and you want to get out of bed?"

"Now, you could have been discharged from the hospital in about a week, but now? It's about half a month."

"It's a good thing that the collision was not serious this time, and it didn't hit the wound directly, so it just broke away."

"If you hit the wound directly, then you may have to go to the operating room!"

Although it was very embarrassing, after hearing what Zhang Kun said, the old man on the hospital bed clearly relaxed his face, and then he looked at Zhang Kun and smiled.

"That's not that serious, right? Fortunately, it's okay. And you see, isn't Dr. Zhang still there? Don't worry, next time, I will definitely not be there next time."

Looking at the old man on the hospital bed with a relaxed smile, Zhang Kun was really laughing and crying...

But, okay, I will treat the wound first. Although it is not very serious, it is not OK to keep bleeding like this.

Thinking of this, the door of the ward was suddenly opened.
Chapter completed!