Even if he came back from the dead, no one was surprised.
Huo Bufan greeted several people with a smile, then looked at Jiang Zhihao and said, "long time no see."
"It''s really you!" Jiang Zhihao came quickly and hugged him.
The bear hug was like a steel bar strangling himself. Huo Bufan was a little out of breath and said, "are you going to strangle me alive?"
"Ah, I''m sorry, I''m sorry..." Jiang Zhihao responded and quickly let go. At the same time, he turned to the little girl on the hospital bed and said, "Lingling, look who''s coming, uncle Huo!"
When Huo Bufan was struggling in the secondary market, he only hid his real name and didn''t change his surname.
Because Huo''s surname is his foundation and can''t be changed anyway.
But now he can no longer claim to be the Huo family, so he corrected: "it''s uncle Li."
"Uncle Li?" Jiang Zhihao was stunned, then he said, "that''s all right, whatever."
Huo Bufan turned his head and looked at the little girl on the hospital bed.
The little girl who was once thin and weak and wanted cotton candy behind his ass has stood tall and graceful.
When Huo Bufan first met Jiang Zhihao, Lingling was only four or five years old. Now ten years later, she has grown up.
Her figure is obviously from Zhong Jiawei, but it is better than her mother.
At the age of only 15, she was already charming and moving. Without powder, she could see that she was a beauty.
But now her face looked a little pale, half of her face was still covered with gauze, and a pair of big black eyes looked at Huo Bufan curiously.
There is only one person whose surname is Huo who can make dad so excited.
But the man in front of him is completely different from Uncle Huo in his impression.
The only thing that can make her remember is the eyes.
No matter how a person''s appearance and voice change, his eyes and expression will not deceive or deceive others.
Like an actor, he can perform all kinds of life, but he can''t be a real person.
"I haven''t seen you for years. You''ve grown so big." Huo Bufan smiled and said, "look, it''s still so thin. Lao Jiang, how do you feed your daughter?"
Jiang Zhihao smiled, habitually scratched the back of his head and said, "she''s like this. She''s not fat in anything."
"I see. It''s your poor cooking that makes your daughter hungry and thin." Wang Yuxing said.
"Nonsense! I''m a good cook. If you don''t believe me, ask Lingling! " Jiang Zhihao asked with copper bell like eyes.
Several people laughed. Jiang Zhihao is not good at playing with his heart. He can be said to be frank. Many times people joke, he will take it seriously.
The atmosphere in the ward was very harmonious with the arrival of Huo Bufan.
The only disharmony may be those uninvited guests.
The better the chat atmosphere for Huo Bufan and others, the more unhappy they will be. We haven''t left yet. You just talk here and don''t treat us as people?
Especially the young man, who was manic and fearless. At the moment, he was unhappy and immediately shouted, "Hey, are you blind? Don''t you see we''re still here?"
Wang Yuxing stared directly at him: "you''re blind. Which onion are you? Who cares where you are. Then BB, I beat you, believe it or not! "
"Try it! Look who beats who! " The boy still shouted.
Wang Yuxing couldn''t resist his temper and immediately rushed to fight. Anyway, with Jiang Zhihao, I''m not afraid of losing.
So far, any "regiment war" with Jiang Zhihao''s participation has never lost.
Can fight and carry, more powerful than the meat shield in the game.
But Huo Bufan was here and was in the hospital ward. How could they fight, so he stretched out his hand to stop Wang Yuxing.
If others want to stop, even Ma Zhenchuan, Jiang Zhihao and Wang Yuxing won''t answer. But Huo Bufan can stop him in place with any action, which is prestige.
Looking at the arrogant young man, Huo Bufan still smiled and said, "have you ever thought about what life will be like when you are poor?"
"You poor bastards, you have no ability to make money, come to curse me? Talking is like farting. My father earns more money a day than you do all your life. If you want to see me poor, do you only know such an idiom? Rubbish! "
Young people''s words are extremely hard to hear.
As soon as he spoke, his collar was pulled up.
Jiang Zhihao''s face bigger than the washbasin came up to him. The heavy voice seemed to deafen people''s ears: "you really deserve beating."
Those black suits just reacted and hurried forward to push Jiang Zhihao away. However, with Jiang Zhihao''s help, several people were staggering and felt like they were hit by an excavator.
Jiang Zhihao''s strength was tempered on the construction site.
Others carry cement, one bag at a time, 50 kilograms.
And he, six bags at a time, 300 kilograms, is still easy. Sometimes you can go even if you can resist eight or nine bags.
On the construction site of that year, he was the representative of non-human.
Even if he doesn''t carry cement now, he is still born with divine power. Ordinary people can''t stop his strength even if they receive training.
The boy was caught by the collar and was a little out of breath.
For a long time, Jiang Zhihao looked dull in front of him. Every time he held a parents'' meeting, he didn''t say a word, making people think he was a mute.
Even if Lingling was hurt by herself, Jiang Zhihao didn''t get angry.
In the hearts of teenagers, this is a complete loser, how to bully and how to bully.
But now, Jiang Zhihao is angry.
Not for his daughter, but for a stranger who has just entered the ward for five minutes.
His strength was so great that even if he just grabbed the collar, the boy felt out of breath. Especially when he saw Jiang Zhihao''s fist as big as a casserole, his heart beat several times faster. He always felt that if this fist came down, he was afraid that he would really become cerebral palsy.
Fortunately, Huo Bufan was nearby and said, "Lao Jiang, violence is not the way to solve the problem. Let him go."
In Huo Bufan''s words, Jiang Zhihao, like Wang Yu, does what he says.
He loosened the boy and stepped back to Huo Bufan.
The boy rubbed his neck and collar, his face was dry and red, and he felt very ashamed.
He just wanted to say some cruel words to recover his face, Huo Bufan said, "no matter what you think, I want you to bring a word to your father and let him be ready for thunder."
The boy didn''t understand what Huo Bufan was talking about, but only knew that it was a threatening word.
He gave a Pooh and said, "who do you think you are? Why should I take a message for you!"
"You didn''t bring me a message, you helped your father. Of course, you may not understand, so I''m too lazy to explain to you. You can go now. " Huo Bufan turned sideways and made way.
The young man wanted to shout more, but the middle-aged man pulled down his clothes and whispered, "heroes don''t suffer from immediate losses, go first and turn back to cure them. There are plenty of opportunities."
Jiang Zhihao''s performance just now really frightened the middle-aged man.
Although he is only a lawyer, he can see how terrible Jiang Zhihao''s power is.
Those black suits are retired from various Sanda teams. Usually it''s no problem to play four or five of them. Now Jiang Zhihao almost pushed them out with a slap.
This kind of power, casually rub and touch, is enough for yourself.
It''s a fool''s thing to do when you know you can''t do it.
In fact, the boy also knows this truth, but he is not as tolerant as a middle-aged man.
He gave Huo Bufan another Pooh. Jiang Zhihao immediately raised his fist and shrunk his head. Then I felt it was a humiliating move and couldn''t help humming. Then I left the ward surrounded by several black suits.
When leaving, those black suits were always full of vigilance, and even looked at Jiang Zhihao with a little fear.
The power of this man is really terrible.
When he left the ward, the boy immediately said to the middle-aged man next to him, "let''s go like this?"
"You have to go, or you really have to fight them? There''s no need. I''ve already investigated this man surnamed Jiang. He doesn''t have any background. We want to treat him easily. Why fight with such brutes? " The middle-aged man said.
The boy snorted and said, "then you have to kill them for me! Dare to touch me, it''s death! "