Three days later.

Zhao Xiaohan's body has almost recovered. At least, the wound on his chest has healed at an unexpected speed.

When the doctors saw that Zhao Xiaohan's wound was healing so quickly, they stayed there on the spot. According to their usual experience in practicing medicine, Zhao Xiaohan's actions were all a problem for a week.

However, just three days later, Zhao Xiaohan was already standing in front of them. Although the wound on his chest had not yet fully recovered, at least some daily actions were not hindered at all. As long as he did not exercise too vigorously, there was almost no obstacle for Zhao Xiaohan.

"Kunzi, go and go and go and get the discharge procedures."

At the entrance of the corridor, Zhao Xiaohan had a cigarette mixed in his hand. He glanced at Kunzi beside him and spoke softly. At this time, there were only two of them in the corridor. In the past few days, Zhao Xiaohan has only smoked three cigarettes. Most of the time, as long as Han Ling'er is present, Zhao Xiaohan has no chance to smoke at all.

Today, I finally sneaked out to smoke a cigarette while Han Ling'er was away. Can he be easy?

"Brother Han, I will be discharged from the hospital today. Would it be too early?" Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's words, Kunzi looked at him with concern and said in confusion: "The doctor told me yesterday that you would be observing in the hospital for a few days, and wait until you are sure that there will be no sequelae before you leave!"

"He has the final say or I have the final say?" Hearing Kunzi's words, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but glared at him: "Can I stay there for a lot of bad things outside? Not to mention anything else, A Niu hasn't woken up yet, the sniper hasn't found a result yet, Zhao Xiaolong's side is not over, and Jinlong Villa is eyeing him again. How can you let me stay in the hospital?"

"We are useless, Brother Han!" Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's words, a self-blame expression suddenly appeared on Kunzi's face: "We should do these things, but we can't do them, so we want you to do them. Sorry, Brother Han, we have let you down your hope for us!"

"What are you saying? I'll give me sensationality?" Looking at Kunzi's self-blame look, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help laughing: "Don't think too much, I never raise useless people. Since you still follow me, it proves that you are very useful. But my requirements are too high and have nothing to do with you. Go and go through the discharge procedures and leave in the afternoon!"

"Yes, Brother Han!"

After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Kunzi sighed softly, turned around and left. Listening to Kunzi's sigh, a faint helplessness appeared on Zhao Xiaohan's face. He took a deep breath of cigarettes, raised his feet, stepped on the cigarette butt, turned around, and walked back to the ward.

In the ward, Han Ling'er was helping him pack his things.

These days, Han Ling'er has been taking care of him. Besides A Gou, Kunzi and others, only Han Ling'er knows it. Shen Bing doesn't know, Su Ningshui doesn't know, Sun Ruoxi doesn't know, and this kind of thing will never be a little better than making them more worried.

"Did you run out to smoke again?" When he saw Zhao Xiaohan walking in, Han Ling'er frowned and turned her head and spoke. After hearing Han Ling'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, I just discussed with Kunzi about the discharge procedures in the afternoon."

"I will be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon?" Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Han Ling'er stopped the movements in her hand and said in confusion: "Is it too early to be discharged from the hospital in just three days? Otherwise, if you stay for a few more days, it will be bad if there are any sequelae left. By the way, Xiaofeng will come over later!"

"It's nothing, I know my body." Zhao Xiaohan smiled, walked to the sofa and sat down. Looking at Han Ling'er's busy appearance, he couldn't help but smile again: "Is Xiaofeng coming here today? Has he been a big boss recently, is he so busy?"

"Big boss!" When talking about his younger brother, Han Ling'er couldn't help rolling her eyes: "I don't know if I'm busy all day long, and I don't know if I'm busy with work or being lazy. If he comes later, you have to teach him a good lesson for me. Look at your worth, you are not as busy as he is like him."

Teach Xiaofeng a lesson?

Hearing Han Ling'er's words, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but smile bitterly. In the eyes of outsiders, he might not seem busy, but he didn't know whether he was busy or not? If he was really not busy, would he be in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital before his body recovered?

The word busy is simply tailor-made for him.

Think about it, how long has it been since he hugged his son, how long has it been with Shen Bing for a walk on the street, and how long has it been with Su Ningshui to chat? Don’t he want to?

think!

But he didn't have time. If he hadn't been shot, he might not have been able to get three days of hospitalization. Don't he want to rest?

think!

However, he was in a daze and a mistake, and the result was not just for him. If it were a mistake, it would be human life. If it weren't for him being too careless at the beginning, how could A Niu mention that he blocked the shot and hadn't woken up yet? Now he is no longer alive for him alone!

"Let him come later, I'll talk to him." Zhao Xiaohan smiled and spoke softly. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Han Ling'er smiled and lowered her head to continue to pack up her things. However, the moment she lowered her head, Zhao Xiaohan just raised her head. In the eyes, a strand of long hair hung beside her cheeks. The sunlight shone by and the breeze gently caressed her. She subconsciously reached out to caress the strand of hair.

In an instant, Zhao Xiaohan seemed to remember four words and was heartbroken!

"Click!"

Just when Zhao Xiaohan was immersed in his eyes, suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open. When he heard the sound, Zhao Xiaohan subconsciously turned his head and saw a young man in a black suit and a small gold-rimmed glasses walking in, holding a bouquet of white flowers in his hand and smiling.

"Brother Xiaohan, sister!"

As soon as he entered the door, the young man smiled and said. When he saw who the person was, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help laughing. The person who came was none other than Han Ling'er's cousin, He Feng.
Chapter completed!