Chapter 223 Situation
Zhang Yong was seriously injured. The triangular scraper was extremely powerful. Fortunately, Zhang Yong avoided the vital points, otherwise he would have been half-crippled if not dead.
Eleven stitches were needed in the hospital and half of his arm was bandaged. In addition, due to excessive blood loss, Zhang Yong fell into a deep sleep after recording his statement.
It was already very late when Song Yuanchao and his colleagues came out of the police station, but they still went to the Central Hospital to visit Zhang Yong and asked about his condition.
Song Yuanchao was relieved when he learned that Zhang Yong was no longer in danger but needed to rest. If he said that this incident was caused by Song Yuanchao and his friends, and Zhang Yong got into trouble just to help Song Yuanchao, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but feel a little guilty towards Zhang Yong lying on the hospital bed.
"Yuanchao, Zhang Yong was injured because of us. Why didn't you tell me about what happened in the store before?" Outside the ward, Lin Yan couldn't help but blame Song Yuanchao. At the same time, she felt a little scared. She never thought that the store owner was so violent that he would stab people with a knife.
When I think about what happened in the store today, if Song Yuanchao hadn't just paid the money to settle the matter, who knows what these guys would have done?
Zhang Yong secretly solved this matter for Song Yuanchao and the others, but because of his actions, Lin Yan suffered an unexpected disaster, which made Lin Yan feel very sorry for Zhang Yong.
"It's not that I didn't want to tell you. I just found out about this afterwards." Song Yuanchao smiled bitterly and told Lin Yan how Zhang Yong had handled the matter without telling him. Originally, he planned to tell Lin Yan about this after he returned, but who could have thought that such a thing would happen just a short while after he left Zhang Yong's house?
Putting his arm around Lin Yan's shoulders, Song Yuanchao comforted her with a few words. Lin Yan was frightened today. This was the first time she had seen such a scene.
"For aiding North Korea, we have to thank Zhang Yong very much."
"Don't worry, I will arrange this matter. I know what I'm doing." Song Yuanchao nodded. He would have done it without Lin Yan telling him. If he and Zhang Yong only admired each other and were friends before, then after experiencing what happened today, Song Yuanchao already regarded Zhang Yong as his true friend and had some opinions about Zhang Yong that he had not had before.
Zhang Yong is a gangster and has been well-known in society for his fighting since he was a child. But in fact, Zhang Yong has his bottom line in everything he does. Unlike those gangsters, he has his own persistence in his heart. It is for this reason that Zhang Yong has many brothers following him.
Zhang Yong is different from Song Yuanchao, and also different from Lin Yan, Li Xiaoyun and even Luo Yang. Compared to them, Zhang Yong has lived in another kind of family since he was a child. Like Song Yuanchao, he lost his parents, but compared to Song Yuanchao, Zhang Yong has been an orphan for a longer time.
If an orphan wants to survive in this world, how can he not be ruthless? If he is bullied, not to mention everything else, even his survival will be a problem. This is one of the reasons why Zhang Yong has been ruthless and brave since he was a child.
But even so, Zhang Yong has never bullied the weak in his life . It is no exaggeration to say that he is a hero among the grassroots. Zhang Yong reminds Song Yuanchao of a famous person, that is the famous Boss Du in Shanghai. If it had been forty or fifty years earlier, Zhang Yong might have eventually become a figure like Boss Du.
However, times have changed. In this era, there is no future in social life. Zhang Yong himself understands this. This is why he turned to business with a few brothers after returning from the southwest.
Song Yuanchao has always had a question in his mind, that is, why had he never heard of such a talent as Zhang Yong in his previous life? Song Yuanchao was very clear about Zhang Yong's talent in business. Even if he did not appear, Zhang Yong's brain and his brothers could have made a career. But in Song Yuanchao's memory, there was no such person as Zhang Yong in Shanghai in later generations.
"Maybe, it's because he's involved in society..." Song Yuanchao thought to himself. Success and failure are both due to society. Zhang Yong came from a society, and his inherent character of "being loyal and caring about face" caused him to suffer a big setback.
Just like today, if Song Yuanchao had not pulled Zhang Yong back, perhaps Zhang Yong would have been taken to Tieban New Village. Even if he escaped this disaster, with Zhang Yong's identity and many of his styles, he would probably not be able to escape the "typhoon" next year.
This would explain why Song Yuanchao had never heard of Zhang Yong in his previous life. Now that Song Yuanchao has thought of this, Song Yuanchao, who owes Zhang Yong a favor, can't help but worry about Zhang Yong's future. He is thinking about having a good talk with Zhang Yong after he wakes up to avoid the possible disaster.
Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan went to the hospital to visit and then went back, after all, it was too late. But Li Xiaoyun did not leave, she insisted on staying in the hospital to take care of Zhang Yong.
Song Yuanchao didn't think much about Li Xiaoyun's choice. He just thought that Li Xiaoyun felt guilty because she found out that Zhang Yong was injured because of the quarrel between her and the store owner.
But when he came to the hospital the next day with the soybean and bone soup he had cooked at home, he saw Li Xiaoyun sitting in front of the bed in the ward feeding Zhang Yong who was lying on the bed. The two of them seemed to be talking and laughing. He suddenly thought of the scene when he saw Rowling in Chuncheng.
"No way..." Song Yuanchao was stunned. Could it be that Li Xiaoyun fell in love with Zhang Yong? But thinking about it, it was possible. Li Xiaoyun had a straightforward and aggressive personality. Girls with such personality often liked strong men, and Zhang Yong was such a strong man.
In addition, although Zhang Yong was born in a gang, he was different from ordinary gangsters. Many times, Zhang Yong was gentle and elegant, and looked more like a scholar. In addition, after what happened last night, Li Xiaoyun was already very grateful and guilty to Zhang Yong, so it was normal for her to have a good impression of Zhang Yong.
However, Song Yuanchao knew that Luo Yang had always liked Li Xiaoyun, and compared to Zhang Yong, Luo Yang's conditions were better. Not to mention Luo Yang's family conditions, Luo Yang himself was a student of the Imperial University of Peking. From this perspective, Luo Yang was more suitable for Li Xiaoyun, but for some reason, Song Yuanchao always felt that Li Xiaoyun didn't seem to be very interested in Luo Yang. Although the two had been together for a long time and had a good relationship, Li Xiaoyun seemed to regard Luo Yang as her good friend and buddy.
Standing at the door of the ward and hesitating for a while, Song Yuanchao smiled bitterly and shook his head. How can you be sure about feelings? Song Yuanchao is also an experienced person. If you like someone, you like him. If you don't like someone, you don't like him. Wasn't it the same for him back then?
Pushing the door open, Song Yuanchao walked in.
"How do you feel?" Song Yuanchao asked with a smile, and walked to the bedside and put the thermos can aside: "I made some soybean and bone soup for you to nourish yourself."
"The wound has been sutured and anesthesia has been given, so it's nothing serious. The doctor said I just need to rest for a few days and the stitches can be removed in half a month." Zhang Yong's face was still a little gray, which was caused by excessive blood loss, but he looked in good spirits.
"Brother Yuanchao, where is Sister Yanzi?" Li Xiaoyun glanced towards the door and couldn't help asking when she saw that Lin Yan didn't come with Song Yuanchao.
"Your sister Yan Zi went to the doctor's office and will be here soon." Song Yuanchao replied.
"Then I'll go find her, Brother Yong. I'll feed you later. Wait!" Li Xiaoyun put the remaining food in her hand aside, stood up, said this, turned around and left the ward.
As soon as Li Xiaoyun left, Zhang Yong seemed to be relieved. As soon as the person left, he hurriedly used his good hand to lift the thin quilt covering his body and was about to get out of bed.
"I say, Lao Zhang, you are a patient now, why are you getting out of bed?"
"My arm is injured, not my leg. I've been lying in bed since last night. Daqi's sister insisted that I lie down and rest and wouldn't let me get out of bed. I'm almost suffocated to death because I haven't gone to the toilet." Zhang Yong said with a frown. Song Yuanchao laughed when he heard it, and hurriedly helped Zhang Yong up and helped him get out of bed.
I took him out to the toilet across the street to solve his physiological problem. It took him a long time to urinate. After tying his pants, Zhang Yong felt comfortable all over, as if his whole body was relaxed.
"There's no need to do this. If you can't hold it anymore, just tell Xiaoyun. Doesn't she even let you go to the toilet?" Seeing Zhang Yong's look, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Yong smiled bitterly, "That's not the case. This girl brought a urinal last night and told me to just lie down on the bed if I want to solve the problem. I'm a wounded man and try not to move. She will help me with the rest..." At this point, Zhang Yong's old face actually flushed. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "A grown woman is sitting next to me. Let's not talk about whether I can pee while lying in bed. Even if I can, I still have to save my face! I can't let a grown woman do this for me? So, I have no choice but to hold it in. Fortunately, you come now. If you come half an hour later, I might not be able to hold it in..."
This made Song Yuanchao laugh so hard that he fell down. He didn't expect that Zhang Yong, who was so powerful outside, actually had such a unknown side. If Song Yuanchao hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought of it.
"By the way, brother, do you have any cigarettes? Give me one." After solving the physiological problem, Zhang Yong, feeling relaxed, asked Song Yuanchao directly for a cigarette. Song Yuanchao learned that Li Xiaoyun had asked a doctor, and the doctor meant that in order to heal the external injury as soon as possible, it is best not to eat irritating things, such as spicy food. As for tobacco and alcohol, don't touch them, which will help the wound recover.
So Li Xiaoyun directly took all the cigarettes and lighters from Zhang Yong. From the time he was injured yesterday until now, Zhang Yong had not smoked a single cigarette, which was really exhausting for him, just like holding back his urine.
Song Yuanchao smiled and took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed it to Zhang Yong and lit it for him.
After taking a long puff of his cigarette, Zhang Yong slowly exhaled the smoke, a look of extreme enjoyment on his face.
"It's so lustful, completely lustful, it feels so good..." Zhang Yong sighed sincerely. He looked almost like the Taoist priest in Hong Kong police and gangster movies.
After taking a few puffs, Zhang Yong finished the cigarette. Not satisfied yet, he asked Song Yuanchao for the second one. After lighting the second one, Zhang Yong smoked much slower.
