The doctor said, "Well... Leader Zhang, don't worry too much. You are in the recovery period after surgery, and it needs a process..."
Obviously, the doctor's tone seemed somewhat unconfident.
Could someone like Zhang Hongyang, who was well-versed in officialdom and well-acquainted with the ways of the world, fail to notice that?
Slightly frantic, he said, "Don't try to pull the wool over my eyes, can't you just tell me the truth?"
The doctor coughed twice, "Leader Zhang, you really don't have to worry..."
Outside, Liu Zhizhong felt it was time; he couldn't let the doctor be too embarrassed, bullied excessively by Young Master Zhang.
Thereupon, Liu Zhizhong knocked on the door.
His action startled both Zhang Hongyang and the doctor.
The doctor immediately asked the bedside nurse to open the door, secretly relieved to have dodged such an awkward question.
Because the doctor knew that Zhang Hongyang had a one hundred percent loss of fertility. His wife's method of venting was just right; Zhang Hongyang was left with nothing but a pair of empty shells, everything else was wrecked—what fertility to speak of?
Zhang Hongyang could only drop the subject, turning his head to see who else had come to visit him.
These past few days, there had been a lot of visitors and even more gift-givers.
Everyone knew that he, Zhang Hongyang, only liked to receive cards filled with US Dollars, hehe...
Anyway, having collected over two million US dollars these past days, he was quite elated.
However, when Zhang Hongyang saw Liu Zhizhong entering with flowers in his left hand and a fruit basket in his right, his face immediately fell, and he turned to look out the window.
This scene was a humiliation to Zhang Hongyang!
This damn Liu Zhizhong must have heard something; how could Young Master Zhang face anyone?
Zhang Hongyang was nearly at the point of telling him to get lost.
But he steadied himself and asked curtly, "What are you here for?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, trying to say something, when Zhang Hongyang waved his hand, "Doctor, nurse, you guys go out first!" ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽
The doctor and nurse quickly turned and left, not daring to linger.
After all, they knew when a visitor came, it was better to excuse themselves.
Once they left, Liu Zhizhong cheerily placed the flowers on the bedside table and set the fruit basket on the big coffee table beside.
Watching him do all this, Zhang Hongyang couldn't help but speak coldly, "Is this your way of visiting a patient?"
"Uh..." Liu Zhizhong looked blank, then forced a smile, "If I don't come , how else could I come, Brother Hongyang? These flowers are very fresh, really fragrant, cost me over three hundred. And this super fruit basket, so expensive, more than four hundred!"
Zhang Hongyang gritted his teeth, "Will you shut up! Do you see my room lacking your bunch of flowers or a super fruit basket?"
He gestured vaguely; indeed, there were many flowers and fruit baskets around.
Liu Zhizhong said seriously, "Brother Hongyang, brother-in-law, it's the thought that counts..."
"Cut it out! Don't I know what your 'thoughts' are? You're here to disgust me, to laugh at me, aren't you? I'm telling you, the head of the City Organization Department has changed, it's now Zhang Tianbao, who was from the same family as mine five hundred years ago. He even came to visit me in the hospital yesterday. You'd best behave in front of me, or your career might be in jeopardy!"
Liu Zhizhong sat down by the coffee table, picked up a knife, and opened his own fruit basket. He chose the biggest and prettiest apple and began peeling it while smiling, "Brother Hongyang, pain and illness are inevitable in life. You should focus on your recovery. As for my career, don't you worry too much; worrying won't help..."
"Damn it, you seem pretty unfazed, huh? Who are you peeling that apple for at this time?"
"Of course, it's for you. I have not had my balls crushed; you need to get your strength up. I'm also your brother-in-law. If my little brother-in-law is in this state, shouldn't I take care of you in the hospital? Otherwise, how would I explain to your sister when I get home, right?"