Siheyuan: Domineering life

After Tan Qin left, Yang Jun was the only one left in the ward.

Afterwards, Yang Jun called Luo Xiaojun who was at the door in, told him some things, and then sent him away.

After everyone left, Yang Jun lay alone on the hospital bed. After many attempts, he found that there was indeed nothing wrong with his body. He might have fallen asleep due to the recent stress. He felt that he was healthier than before and had endless energy.

"Uncle Yang, what are we having for dinner?"

Sun Zhaocai pushed the door open and asked.

"Let's roast the chicken."

Yang Jun thought for a moment and said, "Two."

"Two?"

Sun Zhaocai screamed in surprise. This was the first time that Yang Jun took the initiative to ask for roast chicken, and he asked for two at a time. You know, he and Sha Zhu ate a lot of roast duck and roast chicken in the past, but Yang Jun always sneered at it and never ate it. Why did he suddenly want to eat it today?
"What? You think I'm not worthy of eating roast chicken?" Yang Jun glared.

"No...I'll get it done right away."

After saying that, Sun Zhaocai ran away in shame.

About an hour later, Sun Zhaocai came back with two roast chickens in his hands. From an estimated glance, there were about seven or eight of them.

Yang Jun frowned when he saw this.

"Hehe, the rest is mine." Sun Zhaocai said with a smile.

"Let's call Shazhu in to eat together." Yang Jun didn't say anything, but went straight to the dining table.

The ward he was in was on the twelfth floor. In order to facilitate his treatment, the entire floor was vacated. The ward he was in was filled with guards in front, behind, and on both sides. As for the ward he was in, it was the best in the entire hospital. It was arranged in the style of furniture, with a dining room and a living room, and all the facilities were available.

After a while, Shazhu came in.

"Godfather."

Sha Zhu screamed, then stared at the roast chicken on the table without moving, his saliva almost flowing out.

"Okay, there's no outsiders here, just the three of us. Let's sit down and eat." Yang Jun waved his hand.

He always puts on airs of a big leader in front of others, except in front of Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu, because the three of them have been together day and night for more than ten years, and they know each other well. Even if Yang Jun wants to put on airs, he can't do it for long, so he simply doesn't pretend.

"Thank you godfather."

Sha Zhu helped Yang Jun pull out the chair, and then sat down next to him.

Looking at the steaming roast chicken emitting a burnt aroma, Sha Zhu couldn't help swallowing.

"Gulu!"

Sha Zhu rubbed his hands and said, "It would be even better if there was wine."

After hearing this, Sun Zhaocai gave him a big bag.

"Drinking doesn't matter the occasion. Can I drink at this time?"

Sha Zhu got hit on the back of his head, feeling a little unhappy, and said in a humming voice: "Is it not okay if I just said it casually?"

"No."

Sun Zhaocai said, "Where is the alcohol in this hospital? How about I go get you some?"

"If you don't want to drink, then don't drink. Why do you want me to drink alcohol?" Sha Zhu rolled his eyes.

"okay."

Seeing that the two of them were talking endlessly, Yang Jun interrupted them and said, "It's okay anyway, just drink a little."

"Uncle Yang, stop joking. You have just recovered. How can you drink alcohol?" Sun Zhaocai.

"Do I look sick to you?" Yang Jun asked.

"No, but..."

Sun Zhaocai looked at Yang Jun carefully, scratched his head and said in surprise: "Why do I feel that you have become younger?"

"Silly Zhu, do you think Uncle Yang has become younger?"

Sun Zhaocai touched Sha Zhu with his arm.

After hearing this, Shazhu looked up and said "Huh".

"I seem to have really gotten younger."

"Haha! I think you two are more suitable for crosstalk, singing and responding to each other." Yang Jun laughed and said, "How old am I? Can I still get younger and younger?"

"Uncle Yang, I really didn't lie to you. You really are much younger than before."

"Yes, godfather, you look younger, probably only about twenty years old at most." Sha Zhu agreed.

Hearing how serious they were, Yang Jun couldn't help but touch his face.

The moment his fingers touched the skin on his face, he felt it was smoother than before, as soft and shiny as a newborn baby's skin. He couldn't help but touch it a few more times. Although he couldn't see his current appearance, he felt that he seemed to be younger than before.

"Is it possible..."

Yang Jun talked to himself, then stood up and walked quickly to the window. Looking at himself in the glass, he indeed looked younger than before, at least his skin was whiter than before.

"Zhaocai, find me a mirror." Yang Jun said.

"Uncle Yang, there is a mirror in the bathroom."

Yang Jun hurried to the bathroom and couldn't wait to look at himself in the mirror.

"It seems...I have really become younger..."

Yang Jun said to himself.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still amazed by what he saw in the mirror.

The self in the mirror seemed to be the same as when he was twenty years old. Although his appearance had not changed much, his delicate and smooth skin always reminded him that he was indeed younger than before. Even his hair had become darker.

Yang Jun stretched his arms and legs a few times and felt full of strength. Even though he expended a lot of energy, he did not feel tired at all.

"what happened?"

Yang Jun frowned, wondering what was going on.

Why did I suddenly become younger when I woke up after being in a coma for five days?
He was puzzled.

After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that it might be related to my unique constitution. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain this scientifically counterintuitive growth pattern.

Looking at his youthful and vigorous self in the mirror, he couldn't help feeling happy. Who in the world doesn't like immortality? Even though he already knew that he was immortal, he couldn't control the joy in his heart when he saw himself getting younger.

but……

After the joy, another wave of troubles came.

Not only will he not die, but he will become younger and younger, which also adds endless troubles and problems to him...

Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person and has some ability, otherwise he would have been used as a guinea pig in experiments. However, this is not necessarily a good thing for his career. The younger you live, the more pressure you put on others. Others will tacitly regard you as their opponent and will try every possible means to deal with you. This will add another stumbling block to his future path.

However, he has the confidence and ability to change all this.

He is only one step away from the pyramid. With a little more effort, he can successfully reach the top. By that time, he will be fully capable of protecting himself and he won't have to depend on others.

"Uncle Yang..."

Sun Zhaocai shouted from the bathroom door.

"Well, what happened?"

Yang Jun asked as he admired himself in the mirror.

Not only did he become younger, he was also more handsome than before.

"Let's eat. I'm hungry."

Sun Zhaocai rubbed his stomach.

When Yang Jun heard this, his head turned black.

This guy is just a glutton. He is not curious about such a big change in himself, but focuses on eating. He feels very speechless.

"Hey."

Yang Jun touched his jaw with his hand and it seemed that his beard had not grown much and his jaw had become smooth.

"Let's go."

Yang Jun waved his hand, and then several people came to the restaurant.

Sha Zhu was more focused on the food and didn't care about Yang Jun's changes outside. At this moment, he was opening the roast chicken he bought and placing it on a plate. There was also a glass of wine in front of everyone.

"Where did the wine come from?" Yang Jun frowned.

It was incredible that this guy had gotten some wine in such a short time. "Hey, I got it from the nurses' station." Sha Zhu laughed.

"Alcohol?" Yang Jun was stunned.

Sha Zhu smiled embarrassedly.

"You bastard, you are going to kill Uncle Yang." Sun Zhaocai cursed.

He knew that Sha Zhu was not very reliable, but he didn't expect him to be so unreliable that he actually used alcohol instead of wine. He was afraid that he would not die quickly enough.

After hearing this, Yang Jun was speechless and held his forehead with his hand.

"Fool."

Sha Zhu frowned and said, "If there is no wine, we can only use alcohol as a substitute. If you don't want to drink, I will drink it myself."

After saying that, he brought the two glasses of wine placed in front of Yang Jun and Sun Zhaocai to himself.

"You can't drink it, it's alcohol." Sha Zhu glared.

"Then...then I'll go down and buy it?"

"go Go."

Yang Jun was speechless and waved his hand impatiently.

"Hey, thank you godfather."

When he heard this, he smiled brightly and quickly poured all three glasses of wine into the potted plant next to him.

After saying that, he stood up and went to the door and told the guard at the door to go out and buy some wine.

"Hey... the boss wants to drink, go buy two bottles of Jiannanchun."

This guy has actually become smart and learned to let others run errands for him, and he can even use the tiger's skin to pull the banner.

"I suspect this guy did it on purpose."

Yang Jun pointed at the half bottle of alcohol.

"I doubt it too." Sun Zhaocai said with a smile.

However, he didn't say anything, after all, he also wanted to have a couple of drinks.

"hey-hey."

After hearing this, Sha Zhu smiled embarrassedly. His expression told everyone that he did it on purpose. He knew Yang Jun would not let him drink alcohol, so he played hard to get. Sure enough, Yang Jun let him buy some wine.

"You kid..." Yang Jun pointed at him and said with a smile, "I'll be angry if anyone calls you a fool in the future."

"hey-hey."

Shazhu scratched his head and laughed.

Then, the three of them started eating.

Eight roast chickens filled the entire table, two for Yang Jun and three for each of them.

The most Yang Jun could eat was a roast chicken, so he only picked the chicken legs to eat.

"From Quanjude?"

Yang Jun asked while eating, this roast chicken is so delicious.

"Uncle Yang, the one from Quanjude is roast duck, and this is roast chicken." Sun Zhaocai said with a smile.

"Doesn't Quanjude make roast chicken?" Yang Jun asked with a smile.

"Don't do it."

Sun Zhaocai said: "I bought it across from the hospital. It's not an old store. I feel his skills are not as good as mine."

"Come on, his skills are obviously better than yours." said Sha Zhu.

"Okay, in that case, don't eat the roast chicken I make next time."

"Look at why you're so angry. It's obvious that your cooking skills are not as good as others."

"You also said..."

After a while, the guard brought two bottles of Jiannanchun.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu directly filled Yang Jun's glass and then placed the bottle in front of himself.

"Godfather, you just recovered, you can only drink one glass."

Then he added, "My godmother has told me to take good care of you."

Hearing this, Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "You feed me greasy food and give me wine, is this how you take care of me?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat roast chicken?" Sha Zhu said with his neck stiff.

"I'll kick you to death."

"hey-hey."

Yang Jun was not a heavy drinker, so he only drank this one glass. Over the years, he had been using the space to drink, which caused his alcohol tolerance to drop significantly. Now, one glass of wine could make him drunk.

At this time, the door of the ward opened and a guard came in.

"Report to the leader, your old comrade is here."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun waved repeatedly.

"Let them in quickly."

After that, he said to Sun Zhaocai, "Go get some more snacks, I'll have a drink with them."

"Yes, Uncle Yang."

Afterwards, the two of them cleaned up the roast chicken and wine on the table and prepared to go to the next room.

"Leave one for me."

Seeing that Sun Zhaocai wanted to take away the roast chicken he was eating, Yang Jun scolded him.

Since waking up, he found that his body was very weak and always wanted to eat some greasy food to replenish it.

"hey-hey."

Sun Zhaocai smiled embarrassedly and left him a whole roast chicken.

"Lao Yang."

The door of the ward opened, and Wang Erwa and his group walked in with smiles on their faces.

"Wow, you just woke up and you're eating something so greasy?"

Sniffing again, Wang Erwa frowned and asked, "Are you drinking again?"

After that, he said to Yang Jun: "You just woke up and drank and ate such greasy food. Don't you want to live?"

A group of comrades also agreed with this and accused Yang Jun of not taking good care of his body.

"Haha, do you think I'm going to die soon?" Yang Jun shrugged with a smile, looking like he didn't care at all.

"Well, I think you are the old man who hanged himself... eh."

Wang Erwa suddenly screamed, then quickly walked up to Yang Jun and looked him up and down.

"Old Yang, why do I feel like you've become younger?"

"Nonsense, I'm already fifty, how can I still be young?" Yang Jun said nonchalantly.

Now he can confirm that he has indeed become younger than before. Even Wang Erwa and the others can see it, so there is nothing to doubt about this matter.

"I'm really not lying to you. You've become more mature than before. At least you weren't like this when I was here last time."

After saying that, Wang Erwa said to his comrades behind him: "Brothers, do you think Lao Yang has become younger?"

"It's more than just youth. When I saw Lao Yang for the first time, I thought we were back to the first time we met when we joined the army." Li Tiezhu said.

"Who said it wasn't true? Seeing Old Yang like this, I thought I had returned to the old days." Li Lixin wiped his wrinkled face and said, "Seeing you like this, I thought I had become younger too."

"Old Yang, you have indeed become younger."

Peng Yue said: "You have never looked old in all these years, and you seem to be getting younger and younger. What's going on?"

"Tell me, do you have any secrets to keeping healthy?"

Hearing this, Yang Jun laughed and said, "What secret to keeping healthy can I have? Of course it's a woman." (End of this chapter)