"Brother Song, I'm fine now, I can help the headquarters right away!"
Zhang Bei said, jumping straight up from the bed and then hopping off.
However, in the end, his body hadn't fully recovered, so his jumping around pulled at his internal injuries, causing Zhang Bei's face to wrinkle up instantly.
"Haha, just focus on healing." Song Yun stood up and said, "Zhao Yan will help you with the hospital expenses. Once you recover, remember to take the bill to Zhao Yan."
"This... I got it, Brother Song!" Despite the waves of pain in his body, Zhang Bei was very excited and rubbed his hands enthusiastically, ignoring the pain.
"Alright, I'm off." Song Yun said, "Remember, Zhang Bei, sticking with me, Song Yun, you'll definitely benefit. It might not be in a big way right now, but in the long run, you'll definitely have the brightest future."
"Yeah, I got it, Brother Song!"
With that, Song Yun left Zhang Bei's hospital room with Zhao Yan.
