Chapter 1172 Discharge

The seventy-second day after Zhang Heng was admitted to hospital.

The female doctor flipped through the test report in her hand, still unable to believe the numbers on it. Although there were some indicators that were different from normal people, this was because Zhang Heng's body had experienced a nuclear radiation after all, and this radiation would There are some permanent marks on his body. In addition, there are other changes that require a longer period of time to observe.

But for now, even with the most cautious scientific attitude, the female doctor has to admit that Zhang Heng is really recovering well. Most of the indicators have returned to normal levels. His body functions are basically improving every day, and he has reached the level of Discharge criteria.

The female doctor nodded to Dima and Mrs. Dima in front of her, "Congratulations, you can go through the discharge procedures, but it is best to come here for check-ups every six months. We still have a lot of things that have not been studied clearly about radiation sickness, and the follow-up will not be There may still be some sequelae, so we can’t let down our guard just yet.”

As the female doctor spoke, she glanced at Mrs. Dima. The latter's face was full of surprise. If it weren't for the series of things Mrs. Dima did after Dima was admitted to the sterile ward, the female doctor would be shocked. Surprisingly, she now looks really like a wife who is excited that her husband can be discharged from the hospital safely.

However, for someone like the female doctor who "knows the inside story", seeing the joy on the receptionist's face, she instinctively felt a little uncomfortable.

The receptionist didn't know that she had been blocked by the female doctor. At this moment, the gentleman was in high spirits due to happy events. Since Zhang Heng was still alive, it meant that the agreement between the two was still valid. Her translation and The work of language teachers can continue.

She was not worried that after lending the dictionary to Zhang Heng, the latter would leave her alone and teach himself, because even if Zhang Heng could understand Russian by chewing the dictionary, he would not be able to speak, and she would still have to teach him spoken English.

So the receptionist continued to play the role of a good wife and thanked the female doctor profusely.

"You don't need to thank me. There's not much I can do. It was your man who defeated death with his strong will and amazing physical fitness." The female doctor said lightly, "I hope you can love you as much as your man loves you." Love him."

The receptionist was a little confused by the last words left by the female doctor, but the female doctor had no intention of explaining and had already turned around and walked out of the ward. She did not look at herself in the corridor until Zhang Heng was discharged. What happened told Zhang Heng that maybe being a doctor also made her accustomed to white lies, but the female doctor didn't know whether what she did was right or wrong.

And when she left, the receptionist was still thinking about what the female doctor said while helping Zhang Heng pack his things.

What does it mean to love your man as much as he loves you? Isn't the relationship between her and Zhang Heng purely based on money and employment? When did Zhang Heng show that he loves her?

In order to confirm this question, the receptionist turned to look at Zhang Heng who was standing aside, only to find that Zhang Heng's expression remained the same as before.

Could it be that when he was in the sterile ward, Zhang Heng felt that he was going to die, so he unreservedly confided his deep love for her to the female doctor? But it wasn't right. When she was admitted to the hospital, in order to solve the problem of Zhang Heng being unable to speak, she had already told the female doctor that her man was mute.

The receptionist couldn't figure out the problem after thinking about it, so she stuffed the fashion magazines she had bought into her suitcase, and then helped Zhang Heng go through the discharge procedures.

When the two of them walked out of the hospital gate and onto the street in front of the door, Zhang Heng subconsciously raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight. Looking at the busy street in front of him, he couldn't help but feel like he was in another world.

In these more than seventy days, he has been wandering around the gate of hell.

"Where are we going next?" asked the receptionist.

"Go back to Pripyat," Zhang Heng said without hesitation, "But don't be in a hurry. It's a rare trip to Kiev, so just treat it as a tourist and walk around the city first. By the way, you know the biggest tourist attraction in Kiev Where is the mall? I see you have been looking at that coat in the magazine."

"Oh, I haven't decided whether to buy it yet." The receptionist said a little hesitantly, "I like its color and style very much, but the price, how can I say...it's still a bit too expensive."

Although the receptionist has now earned her first pot of gold from Zhang Heng, which is enough to buy the coat, and the latter was discharged from the hospital successfully, which can also bring her a steady stream of considerable income, but she got rich overnight. The concept of consumption has not yet changed.

"It doesn't matter, I'll give it to you." Zhang Heng said, "It's a reward for your performance in the hospital during this period."

In fact, the real main reason is that Zhang Heng has already spent 77% of the money he had previously spent on medical treatment and paying the receptionist. Zhang Heng is going to find a few more big-name merchants in the mall and borrow their wallets. After all, the later teaching fees will also cost a lot of money, so be prepared in advance to be prepared.

"Really?!" The receptionist was overjoyed. Whenever she bought something with her own money, it would definitely not be as good as someone else's. Since Zhang Heng was willing to pay, of course she would not worry about the price anymore. After hearing this, he immediately hugged Zhang Heng's arm happily.

The two took the train back to Pripyat the next afternoon. With the help of the receptionist, Zhang Heng chose an apartment that was not too big but fully equipped with furniture. I settled here for four years, and then began to learn foreign languages ​​behind closed doors from the receptionist.

Zhang Heng first learned Russian, because Russian is also the official lingua franca of SL. After learning Russian, he could basically communicate with people wherever he went. So Zhang Heng spent about half a year focusing on language learning. During this half year, he provided food, accommodation and hospitality. Together with Ms. Yu, I practiced my Russian language abruptly and reached a level where I can communicate fluently with others on a daily basis.

The receptionist helped him correct some minor problems with his tone, making his pronunciation sound more standard, almost on par with Russians. Coupled with his current skin color, Zhang Heng could finally blend in perfectly. times of copy.

And this also allowed him to make his next plan.

"What? Are you really going to work in a nuclear power plant?" The receptionist looked surprised after hearing someone's next plan.

"Well, I want to truly understand Chernobyl, not just from future news or interviews with the parties, but I also want to completely understand its design and operation." Zhang Heng said to the receptionist calmly The lady said something that she couldn't understand.