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Chapter 433 Why doesn’t God open his eyes?
There are indeed many people in Tianmen City who paste photos or newspaper clippings of the president on their walls to ward off evil spirits.

Wang Yunxiao glanced at the content of Xinmin Daily. It can be said that there is basically no interesting information. Except for the photos on the front page, there is no substantial content. The following are all linguists from various schools who are arrogant and fighting each other. From then on, Women bound their feet and went to Baiyangdian to buy salted duck eggs. All kinds of messy topics were mixed together, and the main road was almost wiped out.

Newspapers and publications of this era actually assumed the septic function of later online forums in a sense.

He found the elder brother who had just read the newspaper to the old man, borrowed the newspaper from him and read it again.

Sure enough, it makes sense for Qin Xiangdong to say that he wants to buy Tianmen Evening News.

The evening newspaper published the instructions given by the President in Beijing yesterday regarding the flood disaster and epidemic outbreak in Tianmen City.

What can I say about this kind of manuscript... In the eyes of people with an average level of education, it is indeed full of empty talk and nonsense. It seems to say a lot, but in fact it says nothing.

If you could understand it, you wouldn't have to go out and buy newspapers yourself.

Wang Yunxiao quickly grasped the key points.

Start the natural disaster emergency plan, organize and dispatch resources in surrounding areas, adjust the focus of work, launch field hospitals as soon as possible, and accelerate the progress of preparing to build municipal hospitals...

"What did you see?"

The old man asked eagerly from the side.

"Military doctors are coming, and hospitals are going to be built."

Wang Yunxiao explained to him.

"Are you going to build a hospital again?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but curl his lips and said: "The president is seriously ill."

"What do you mean?"

"You young people don't know that the president raised funds to build a hospital in Tianmen back then. It was not large in scale in Xicheng. It was originally supposed to be managed by the imperial court, but the officials appointed by the imperial court would only take it out of their own pockets. Money doesn’t care whether people live or die.”

The old man sighed: "At that time, some people had been advocating about public hospitals, but who would be willing to do such an unprofitable business? Since the official was shot by the president, the court was unwilling to send anyone anymore, and the president had no choice. If you spend more money in it, you’ll end up going to that hospital again and again.”

The elder brother selling newspapers next to him laughed and said: "This is a good thing. Now the court has packed up and left. The president has the final say. If you want to build a hospital, you can build a hospital!"

"You know nothing!"

The old man was not happy: "Where does the country not need money now? You have built a hospital for Tianmen, where does the money come from? Isn't it embezzled from other places! Tianmen people suffer from floods every year, and suffer from diarrhea and diarrhea every year. What’s this big deal?”

"Just watch as the money is spent. In two days, those grandsons will be full of shit again."

Wang Yunxiao comforted him: "Master, don't be angry. Those who don't like the president will not like her no matter what she does."

"makes sense."

The old man sighed and said: "They are all raised by their mothers but not taught by their mothers. Why don't God open his eyes and chop these things to death!"

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"Why is God so blind? No lightning struck him to death!"

Song Bin was lying on the hospital bed, looking at his bandaged fingers, and couldn't help complaining to his father. "What kind of world is this? A little gangster dared to attack me openly in broad daylight, and the police actually protected him! Dad, why did you let me go back to China to make me suffer like this?"

"If this were on the federal side, if I made a call to the police, the police would come and kill him on the spot! Dad doesn't know how respected a profession doctors are over there in the federation. Even if the mayor sees me, he has to respect me. Shout out to Swordsman Tower!"

"If I didn't know, could I let you study medicine? Well, don't think about it anymore. Just treat it as if you were bitten by a dog. That's a gangster. He's barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. Why are you fighting with him? It’s all your fault.”

Vice President Song sat on the sofa next to him, lit a cigarette, and said seriously: "Someone in the capital called me to let me know, saying that the president is planning to build a public hospital in Tianmen this time. It will be very large, with departments Very complete too.”

Song Bin said disdainfully: "No matter how big the house is, what's the use? Where can she find a doctor?"

"The medical students from Northern University and the nurses from the mission health school are about to graduate. There are also a group of military doctors who will be transferred to other places. In addition, doctors are recruited from the society. My idea is to stuff you in."

"Me? I'm not going!"

Song Bin quickly shook his head: "Public hospitals, tsk tsk, that sounds nonsense. You don't spend money to buy medicines, but other pharmaceutical companies do charity? If you want me to say, those mud-legged people who can't afford medical treatment deserve to die. They can't create value while living. Death can save social resources. This is called natural selection, survival of the fittest! "

"You are so old, can you stop acting like a child?"

Vice President Song glared at him with hatred: "I'm talking to you about business. What does it have to do with you whether the public hospital makes money? This is a project promoted by the president himself. It will lose money as well as the country. . If you gain qualifications, you will have room for upward development. Do you need me to explain this simple truth to you?"

"That's it..."

Song Bin nodded reluctantly: "Then buy me a car."

"Should I buy you a car?"

Vice President Song almost choked to death with a cigarette stuck in his throat: "Do you think I run this hospital? I also buy you a car? How about I buy you a Sky Monkey and send you to the moon?" "

"I don't care. If you ask me to go to that damn place and eat rice bran every day, there's no oil or water at all. I won't go if I don't have a car."

Song Bin thought to himself, that beautiful little nurse had to go out wearing a bamboo hat on a rainy day. It looked like she came from a poor family. If he had a car, he might be able to make her realize the reality, stay away from that little gangster, and surrender to him obediently.

"Who said there is no oil and water?"

Vice President Song said angrily: "How can such a big hospital not have oil and water? Do you have to feed oil and water into your mouth before you are willing to eat it? I don't know how you can do this after studying abroad for so many years. You look like a waste. Don’t you have any classmates? Don’t you know foreign pharmaceutical companies?”

"It's too much trouble. You have to drink and socialize and so on. I'm too lazy to pay attention to them."

Vice President Song covered his heart and took several deep breaths, reminding himself repeatedly that this son was his biological son.

"Let's do this. I'll take you to meet a friend later. If you build a good relationship with him, he will give you money to spend."

"Giving me money for free? Is he a fool?"

Song Bin felt that he was not a fool, even he could tell there was something wrong with such a person.

"Just tell me if you want it or not!"

"Yes, why don't I want to give me money?"

(End of this chapter)