"Well, I understand..."

Zhang Dongsheng nodded, Zhang Yi was overjoyed in his heart,

Wan Guoqing still didn't lie to him. As long as Zhang Dongsheng agreed, the company could set up a production line. If the order could be obtained, the money would come rolling in.

"well!"

Zhang Yi held Zhang Dongsheng's hand and was unwilling to put it down for a long time, saying several good words in succession.

After coming out of Zhang Dongsheng's ward, Zhang Yi turned around and said a few words to his secretary.

"Let's arrange Zhang Dongsheng's treatment, find the best doctors and experts, find out what's going on, and let him rest more..."

"yes……"

The secretary kept nodding and promised to make arrangements immediately.

In fact, immediately after Zhang Yi left, several people who were somewhat familiar with Zhang Dongsheng came to see him, all bringing flowers, as well as a trade union chairman, a short old man in his fifties or sixties.

"I'm leaving first. There is another employee of our union who is hospitalized. I have to go and see him. Hey, I'm leaving for now..."

The trade union chairman Zhang Dongsheng was not very familiar with him, but since he was here to visit, he still had the necessary courtesy, so he nodded and sent him out.

I saw the man go directly upstairs and said that an employee on the ninth floor was hospitalized and he wanted to visit.

Zhang Dongsheng actually just felt weak all over. The doctor told him to rest, but he kept hearing crying from upstairs at night, so he lay in the ward for most of the day.

Thinking about it, I simply went for a walk. As soon as I came downstairs, I saw a bloody person on the seventh floor, lying on a stretcher and being transported to the emergency room. It seemed to be the surgery department over there.

They were all dripping with blood. He stopped, returned, and simply went up to the ninth floor.

There were actually not many patients on the ninth floor. Zhang Dongsheng was just taking a breather by the window when he saw the union chairman talking to an old-looking woman. Next to him, there was a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old standing.

The little girl wears a double ponytail and her hair is a little sparse and yellowish. She seems to be a little malnourished, but her eyes are even bigger and particularly black.

When you look at someone, even if they don't smile, your heart becomes softer.

"Lao Yang's illness has been delayed for too long. The company knows that you are in trouble, but the company is really in trouble at the moment. Being able to reimburse some medical expenses is already a benefit that our union is trying to fight for, and we really can't get more.

Already..."

The union chairman also looked sad at this moment. He seemed to be very familiar with the woman.

"Lao Liu, you also know that our Lao Yang used to be your master, but you can't just die without saving him. The hospital has said that if he defaults on his medical bills this month, they will stop Lao Yang's medicine.

…”

The woman lowered her head and was crying. The union chairman was comforting her and kept calling for the teacher's wife, running around anxiously.

But there was really nothing I could do. I just heard the woman crying in the corridor.

In the hospital, there were crying patients' family members every day. People who walked by her could only give her a sympathetic glance.

These days, everyone is poor and no one has any food left.

"This is the family of patient No. 39. Let's go to the nurse's duty room..."

Suddenly a nurse shouted to the woman, and the woman greeted the union president, told the child next to her, and quickly followed the nurse to the duty room.

Chairman Liu of the trade union also saw Zhang Dongsheng at this meeting. He was a tall and thin old man who seemed to have a good temper.

Now he took the little girl's hand and stood in front of Zhang Dongsheng.

"This is my former master's daughter, named Yuyao. Her father has been ill for three or four years. His condition is not very good. The workers in the company can no longer pay their wages. The medical expenses of these retired employees are 100% at a time.

I couldn’t repay even ten yuan, so I lent him more than a thousand yuan..."

The union chairman shook his head, reached out and touched Yuyao's head, and introduced Zhang Dongsheng to her.

"This is Technician Zhang. You can call Uncle Zhang. He is older than you..."

"Brother Liu, is Technician Zhang older than you? He should call me aunt, don't you think?"

When Yang Yuyao said this, Lao Liu chuckled and agreed in a good-tempered way, explaining like Zhang Dongsheng.

"I entered the factory a little later. My master is two years older than me. This girl is the youngest, and the master loves her very much. But this little girl is very smart. She is not allowed to fool around, so let's call her brother..."

The interpersonal relationships in the company are very complicated, such as the relationships between masters and apprentices, fellow workers, colleagues or relatives, etc. They are so intricate that it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish them clearly.

Zhang Dongsheng also touched the little girl's head at this time.

"I'm not much older than you, so you can call me brother. Don't you have to go to school today?"

"She's still two months away from graduating from junior high school. Her mother wants her to take over her job, but with the company's efficiency, there's no shortage of people, so taking over her job isn't an option. Let's go talk..."

The union chairman didn't seem to hide anything from Zhang Dongsheng, but when he left, Yang Yuyao followed him and saw Zhang Dongsheng entering the ward on the eighth floor.

She leaned her head over and looked at him.

"Brother, are you sick too? Can I play with you when I have free time?"

"Okay, I have nothing to do anyway, it's very boring..."

Zhang Dongsheng readily agreed, and after the little girl cheered, she ran to the ninth floor again.

In the afternoon, Jiang Bing came over covered in sweat.

He didn't come back for a few days. When he came back this time, he heard the news that Zhang Dongsheng was seriously ill and was hospitalized, so he ran over quickly.

"Brother Zhang, what's your problem? Is it serious..."

Jiang Bing's eyes were red, and the smell of sweat on his body made Zhang Dongsheng wrinkle his nose.

"I'm fine, but I'm about to be suffocated by you. Please go over there and wash me up. We'll talk over here..."

There is a bathing place in this ward. Zhang Dongsheng's words made Jiang Bing chuckle. He felt that Zhang Dongsheng was not being polite to him, so he quickly went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After he finished washing, he changed into Zhang Dongsheng's clothes, but Zhang Dongsheng was taller, which made Jiang Bing look a little ridiculous, and his sleeves were empty and fluttering around.

"Hey, I'll ask Wang Ping to bring me some clothes later. I'll stay here tonight and serve you. I'll let Xiaodong handle the matters at the Bonfire Festival. Anyway, he's familiar with the routine..."

The stubborn Jiang Bing felt that nothing was as important as Zhang Dongsheng at this time, and he couldn't lack people around him. He was worried and had to guard him.

While the two were saying this, a young nurse came in. When she saw Jiang Bing's appearance, she was looking at the floor of the ward, which was all wet. She lost her temper at that time.

"Who are you? How can you take a bath in the ward? Have you considered the patient's condition? If everyone is like you, aren't they taking advantage of the public?"
Chapter completed!