Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 141 Ending
"Xiaotong, is it necessary to meet the person involved in a case that was closed two years ago? And he is thousands of kilometers away."

"Director Zhong, I don't think it's necessary to ask any more questions. There are special reasons why the case files in Qin Province are missing. No one could control the impact of the incident at that time. I can understand that.

But we have also encountered the situation where archived case files are missing. How do you explain this?

Yes, we moved twice, and some files were indeed lost during the move.

But why do I feel a little weird about losing half of it? "

"Hasn't Mr. Zheng, who is in charge of the archives, already asked about it? He said that during the move, several boxes were not sealed properly, causing a number of files to fall out of the file bags.

Their archives room was short-staffed, and the move was time-sensitive and demanding, so they could only grab any file bag and stuff some of the stuff in, and they ended up making a mess of it.

The Archives Office is definitely wrong, and the Bureau will handle it, but Xiaotong, I want to remind you not to doubt your comrades without any evidence. "Deputy Director Zhong raised his hand and pointed at Su Xiaotong, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, and said very seriously.

"You're right, I was a little oversensitive. I apologize."

Su Xiaotong admitted his mistakes very readily, but he still had to make it clear what he needed to say.

"Director Zhong, since Lao Zheng has said so, I will assume that the facts are as he said.

How about this? I'll take a few people from our department to the archives room tomorrow. We'll do voluntary work. They're short-staffed in the archives room, so we'll help them re-sort all the files.

If it can’t be done in one day, I’ll do it in two days. If it can’t be done in a week, I’ll do it in a month. As long as it can’t be done, I’ll keep those people in our department to help in the archives room.”

Su Xiaotong's words made Director Zhong's face darken, but he couldn't say anything to refuse, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

"You, Xiaotong, you just got promoted, do you really want to offend everyone in the archives room?"

"Director Zhong, there's nothing I can do." Su Xiaotong spread out his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"The case has to proceed. We can't just pretend nothing happened and let the mastermind hide forever, right?
Leader, it has been half a year already, and the case seems to have been closed. Those who deserve credit have been awarded, and those who deserve promotion have been promoted. Of course, I am also one of the people who benefited from the closure of the case.

But we all know what the real situation is. We don't know when that guy will jump out and do something. We can't just keep defending passively and wait for him to make a mistake, right?

We have gone through all the people who were arrested in the past six months over and over again, but we really can't find any clues. The only one who still has a little hope is the researcher who was sentenced by Qin Province that year.

I either want to meet him in person and interrogate him personally, or I want to see the complete case file that Qin Province sent us. I can't just ignore this clue."

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Director Zhong didn't say anything. He just leaned against the sofa with his eyes slightly closed. His left hand was resting on the wooden armrest, tapping with his index finger as he thought about something.

It is not difficult to go to Qin Province to interrogate the prisoner. It will only take a week to go back and forth. The reason why Director Zhong did not want to approve it is because he knew Su Xiaotong's real purpose in the past.

The trial of the prisoner was only one of them.

"Why do you still want to bring Li Yancheng with you? You should know that if something happens, he won't be able to resist at all, and you will harm him then."

After thinking for a while, Director Zhong decided not to play any more guessing games and just speak frankly.

“To be honest, I brought him here just to interrogate the prisoner. My plan was to leave him there and go over by myself.

If anything happens, I will take care of it myself."

"You carry it yourself, can you bear it?" Hearing Su Xiaotong say this, Director Zhong sat up straight and asked with his eyes wide open angrily.

"Su Xiaotong, it's not that I look down on you, but if something goes wrong, your father will still have to mediate.

What's going on? Are you planning to distance yourself from your family and say that it was all your personal behavior? Do you think others will believe it?
In many things, your words and actions represent your father. You can deny it, but whether others believe it or not is another matter.

You are almost thirty years old. You have your own wife and children. You are also a father. Can you please stop being so childish?

Let me make it clear to you. If you want to go to Qin Province, you can. Just ask your father to call me. If he agrees, I will agree.

Finally, let me say one more thing. If your grandfather agrees, you can bring Li Yancheng with you, but you can also let him come and talk to me in person.

You are all my soldiers, and I am responsible for the future of each of you.

Well, that's all for now, go do what you need to do, it's so late, you are young and energetic, but I am not young anymore and need to rest."

"Uh... Sorry, Director Zhong, I'm sorry to bother you. I'll go over first."

"Well, go ahead. Remember, if you want to go, ask your old man to call me."

"I see."

"Hey, wait a minute." Director Zhong suddenly thought of something and called Su Xiaotong who had already stood up and was about to leave.

"Xiaotong, I heard that Li Yancheng is good at treating old wounds, right?"

"Yes, he is really good at treating this. I have also asked him to give me acupuncture. It has been half a year and I haven't had an attack again. It is much more effective than taking painkillers. Now that the weather is cold, I have not felt any discomfort at all."

"Hey, this guy has this trick. Okay, I got it. I'll go find him tomorrow and ask him to give me an injection. My legs feel weak in the winter."

"Do you want me to ask him to come to the bureau to see you tomorrow?"

"No, I'm going to your place. I just happen to have something to talk to Guishan about."

"Okay then, Director Zhong, you should go to bed early. I'll be over first."

"go"

He stood up and watched Su Xiaotong walk out of the house until they reached the yard. Then Director Zhong sighed helplessly and shook his head.

They are a bunch of troublesome people. Others are afraid of getting into trouble, but he wants to jump in.

But then a relieved smile appeared on his face again.

He is loyal and righteous, not the kind of person who would be forgotten when others leave him, just like his father.

In this way, he can train him with confidence.

What he feared most was raising a dog that could not be tamed.

The general environment in society today is like that. All kinds of monsters and demons can jump out at the slightest disturbance, revealing the dark side of human nature to the fullest, which is heartbreaking.

It is not easy to still be loyal to your brothers in such a situation. This son of the Su family is good, he is great!
Suddenly, Director Zhong thought of the young doctor Li Yancheng again.

He knew that Li Yancheng had treated Luo Yang and Luo Yang's mother before, and he also knew that Luo Yang had helped them.

But does this young doctor know exactly what happened to the Luo family? Or was he just fooled by Su Xiaotong?

Alas... I still have to ask clearly. This kid was tricked by his wife's family two years ago. Now he is all alone and helpless. He can't just go and die without knowing why!
They are all troublesome little bastards!

……

On the other side, Jin Zhihai and Ningning had already returned to their respective rooms to sleep, leaving Li Yancheng alone sitting by the stove, warming himself by the fire while reading the letter that Luo Min had left for him.

The letter was not long, just a few hundred words, and it did not contain any cheesy love words. Given the girl's personality, she was not capable of writing such words.

The letter mainly expresses her own confusion.

She couldn't figure out whether she liked Li Yancheng or not, so she was a little confused.

After reading it, Li Yancheng just wanted to complain, is this girl stupid, or is she trying to have fun in misery.

In other words, she doesn't care at all what the home looks like, as long as her family members are healthy and everyone is together.

To say that he likes her, it would be more accurate to say that he is just attracted by her beauty.

Maybe it’s because he has been single for too long. Although he often wants someone to be with him, he mostly enjoys his single life.

Sometimes he was even afraid to deal with strangers. Putting down the letter in his hand, he turned around and took Ningning's pants, put his bamboo basket containing needles, thread and cloth on his legs, found a piece of cloth that could be used, and took out a reel of thread of matching color.

He picked up the thread end very skillfully, put it in his mouth, and quickly passed it through the eye of the needle.

Then he fixed the needle on the reel and compared the cloth with the trouser leg for a few times. When he felt it was a good fit, he took out the scissors from the basket and started working.

My hands kept working, but my mind unconsciously wandered to other things.

From my impression, junior and senior high schools seem to be able to return to normal this year, and the huge army of graduates is about to appear.

These three classes of students seemed unlucky, and most of them were indeed unlucky. Under the influence of the general environment, they had to put down their pens, run to the vast countryside, pick up hoes, face the loess and work hard to spend their youth and sweat.

But at the same time, they are also lucky, because the first batch of trendsetters after the reform and opening up appeared among them.

Their generation has experienced a lot, witnessed a lot, dared to make efforts, and enjoyed a lot.

Many of them did not have much education, after all, they went to work in the countryside after graduating from junior high school or high school.

In the future, after returning to the city from the countryside, many people will not be assigned satisfactory jobs because they have no connections.

As a last resort, you can only go out and try.

It was because of this that the first group of people to become rich in China were born.

At that time, as long as they were willing to work hard, they could really make money because they encountered the best opportunities.

What next?

Li Yancheng thought about the people born in the 1990s and 2000s in his previous life, and the difficulties they faced.

High housing prices, various consumption traps, the inability to afford marriage, the inability to support the elderly, and the inability to have children.

All kinds of temptations, all kinds of good and bad, true and false news, are flooding the Internet and reality, making it difficult for people to distinguish right from wrong.

Every generation has its own mission and the troubles they need to face.

What about yourself? What is your mission?
That unknown great god inexplicably kicked me back to this era. Did he want me to do something?

What can I do?

Work hard to make money or work hard to climb up?

Even though he was not even a chess piece now, let alone a chess player, both chessboards were already in front of him, and he was glad that he still had the power to choose.

But he was also very clear that he didn't have much time left to make a choice. If he chose this chessboard, he would have to say no to the other one.

Don't fantasize about grabbing both hands and making both hands strong. Doing so will only put yourself in an irretrievable situation. Those who want both will rarely end up well in the end.

If you choose to move forward, then just do your part.

If you choose to make money, every bucket of gold must be clean and spotless, otherwise you will have to go back a few decades to see how many of them can hold up.

It’s not that there is no retribution, it’s just that the time has not come yet. Cause and effect are cyclical, and retribution will come inevitably.

"Buzz...buzz..."

Late at night, the sound of a sewing machine rang out from the north room of the west wing and drifted into the night sky.

……

Under the same night sky, some people have already fallen asleep, some are busy, and some are standing in the yard, looking up at the starless sky with a serious look on their faces.

"Black Bee, I came here just to remind you that someone is very dissatisfied with you for taking so long and not taking action, so..."

In the darkness of night, not far from the person who was looking up at the sky, there was a woman sitting there whose face could not be seen clearly. Judging from her voice, she seemed to be young.

But before she could finish her words, the man who looked up at the sky, called Black Bee, turned his head to look in her direction and interrupted her with a sneer.

"Heh...you can shut up now. If anyone is dissatisfied, let him come over and tell me in person."

"You..." Black Bee's attitude made the woman a little annoyed. She wanted to say something, but she was hesitant. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down before continuing.

"Black Bee, the higher-ups have already agreed that as long as you successfully complete this mission, you can retire."

"Retire? Haha..." Hearing this word, Black Bee sneered.

"Little girl, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, so you don't need to make empty promises to me.

Okay, stop talking nonsense. I already know why you came here, and I know what to do. If anyone feels dissatisfied, let him come and tell me.

As soon as the sun rises, you must get back to Yangcheng immediately. By the way, please tell the person behind you that if he dares to send someone to contact me without my permission next time, don't blame me for being cruel.

I want to see how many people you have available."

"Huh...huh..."

Black Bee's words made the woman sitting there breathe more heavily. She panted for a long time before saying, "Black Bee, didn't I tell you that I'm here to assist you this time?"

"I don't need anyone's help. As long as you don't cause me any trouble, I'll be happy."

"Now that I'm here, I'm willing to..."

Before she could finish her words, the woman felt as if something flashed before her eyes, and before she could react, something was already on her neck.

The middle-aged man, who should have been two or three meters away from her, appeared behind her somehow. The cold touch on her neck made her quickly realize what that thing was.

"Black... Black Bee, you... you dare to attack me? Don't forget, I was sent by the headquarters."

Even though a knife was held to her neck, the woman obviously didn't think the man behind her would dare to touch her. She also revealed her identity, hoping to use it to threaten the man behind her.

"Didn't your boss tell you before you came here not to challenge my patience, let alone my authority here?
Little girl, remember to be born into a good family in your next life, and never do this job again, it is not suitable for you."

"Hei... um... you... cough..."

What does it feel like to have a cut on your neck?
Anyway, the woman felt that the little heat in her body was rapidly dissipating. She raised her hands and tried desperately to cover the cut made by the knife, but it was of no use.

She turned half-way with great effort and looked at the man behind her, her eyes filled with a pleading for life, but she was just flirting with a blind man and her effort was in vain.

The man behind her took a step back after slashing her with the knife. He lowered his head, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped the blood off the dagger in his hand without even looking at her.

The man was very confident in the strength of his blow. He believed that the blow he had just used could make the woman watch her bleed to death without making any sound.

After wiping it clean, he put the dagger back into his lower back, threw the handkerchief on the ground, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one for himself, then he raised his eyelids and looked at the woman who had fallen to the ground with her eyes wide open and her body twitching.

He just stood there waiting until he finished his cigarette and put it out with his foot. Then he walked over to the woman who had been motionless for a long time and touched her neck for a while.

As if he was still not satisfied after touching her, he put his hands together and pressed hard on her chest a few times, as if he was trying to rescue her.

As he moved, every time he pressed, a stream of blood would ooze out from the woman's neck. When he could no longer squeeze out any more blood, the man let out a long sigh and stood up.

"What do you want? You are so young and pretty. Why do you choose this line of work? Now you have no place to bury your body. How pitiful! You have to trouble me to collect your body. Isn't this causing trouble for me?"

As he spoke, the man turned and walked into the back room. After a while, he came out again with a flashlight in his hand.

After turning on the flashlight, the man looked around, shook his head, and kept muttering, "What a loss, what a loss, this girl looks like she has very little flesh, but she has quite a lot of blood, and it's all over the place. It will be so tiring to clean her up.

Damn, next time this happens, I will definitely put your head in the jar and let the blood flow into the jar, so that I don’t have to clean up."

He didn't react much to the fact that he had just killed a person with his own hands. Instead, he was annoyed about having to clean up.

(End of this chapter)