Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 632 Setting up the stage
Li Yancheng was unaware that his wife was talking about him with her classmates. After parting ways with Aunt Cai, he returned home.

After chatting with the old man of the Cheng family and his biological mother for a while, and then arranging for the two children to wash up and go to bed, he went to the study on the second floor alone and called his father-in-law.

The father-in-law and son-in-law talked on the phone for half an hour before hanging up.

Li Yancheng has been making a point of talking to his father-in-law at least once a week to stay informed about any changes at the higher levels.

Mr. Luo also quite enjoyed this kind of communication. He liked to chat with his young son-in-law about work and listen to his opinions. Although many of his opinions were a bit naive from a political perspective, they were indeed very innovative in terms of development concepts. His words always gave Mr. Luo a sense of enlightenment.

The old man spared no effort in raising his youngest son and son-in-law, treating them equally.

If Luo Yang's future development is bound to follow the rules, then Li Yancheng's future development is full of uncertainties in Luo Lao's eyes.

This variable does not mean that its future development path is full of twists and turns or hardships, but rather that it is very likely to be beyond its control.

To be honest, Old Luo never expected that his son-in-law could receive the support of so many veteran comrades, to the point that those veteran comrades who had already retired would call him from time to time.

These people called with only one purpose: to discuss how to use Li Yancheng in the future.

This often left Mr. Luo with a sense of absurdity, as he couldn't quite figure out whose son-in-law this was.

According to Luo Lao's idea, he planned to let Li Yancheng gain experience in his current position for a few years, and then find an opportunity to let him go to the local government, to get out of this highly specialized unit, so that he would have more room for advancement in the future.

The problem now is that some veteran comrades do not approve of his arrangement. They believe that resources should be put to the best use and that since Li Yancheng has that professional skill, he should continue to stay in the political and legal system to contribute, or going to the supervisory commission would also be a good option.

They believe that with Li Yancheng's abilities, even if he does nothing, just his position is enough to intimidate many people.

Regarding his future path, Mr. Luo mentioned it on the phone earlier, telling him to think it over carefully.

After hanging up the phone, Li Yancheng lit a cigarette and pondered carefully what his father-in-law had just said.

In fact, he has thought about his future path, but it was only for a moment. For him now, he will definitely consider the future, but there is no immediate result.

What he needs to do now is to do his job well and fulfill his responsibilities in his position.

"Jingle Bell……"

I had only smoked half of my cigarette when the phone rang.

"Hello, this is Li Yancheng."

"Director Yan Cheng, it's me."

"Boss, it's so late, is there some kind of emergency?"

Hearing Director Dai's voice on the phone, Li Yancheng turned to look at the clock on the wall. It was already ten o'clock. For the leader to call at this hour, there must be something extremely urgent.

"Oh, there's nothing urgent. I just wanted to let you know that the city's leadership meeting has ended. The request we submitted this morning regarding the rectification of public security issues has been approved at the leadership meeting, and the document should be issued tomorrow."

I plan to hold a mobilization meeting for all section-level and above cadres in our auditorium at 2 pm tomorrow to arrange and deploy this winter campaign. The day after tomorrow, which is New Year's Day, all personnel will cancel their holidays and begin a three-month major rectification campaign.

I have already arranged for the general duty office to call each branch (county) bureau to inform them of tomorrow's meeting time.

Hearing that his boss was talking about this, Li Yancheng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as nothing unexpected had happened again, that was good.

"I understand, leader. I will arrange my work and attend the meeting on time at 2 PM tomorrow."

"Okay, there's one more thing."

"Please speak, sir."

"I'm going to put you in charge of this major public security crackdown and make you the commander-in-chief."

!!!

Li Yancheng was truly stunned. After a moment of stunned silence, he hurriedly said into the phone, "Boss, this is against the rules..."

"What rules or regulations? Which document clearly stipulates that the commander-in-chief of such an operation must be the top leader?"

Before Li Yancheng could finish speaking, Director Dai spoke up.

Indeed, no document has ever made such an explicit provision. It's more of an unspoken rule. Large-scale events organized by various organizations are usually led by the top leader, which represents an attitude and shows that the leadership values ​​this work.

Taking the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau as an example, if a special task force for criminal investigation is established by the municipal bureau, the director of the bureau will serve as the team leader, and the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation will serve as the deputy team leader.

This is an unwritten rule, but it seems that Director Dai wants to break this tacit understanding today.

He did this because he knew very well that he was in this position to protect and support others.

Whether or not he serves as the commander-in-chief of this operation will not affect his future work, because he is not only the head of the municipal bureau, but also a member of the headquarters leadership team, which is the source of his extraordinary confidence.

Li Yancheng was different. He was just an executive deputy director at the bureau level. Although his administrative rank was higher than that of other deputy directors, he was still a deputy. All his work had to be carried out under the director's arrangement.

If he is appointed as the chief commander of this campaign to improve public security, it will be his first official appearance in the city.

His first official appearance is on such a large platform, hosting a major event. The stage was set up for him by Director Dai. If he can perform well, it will be a significant achievement on his resume.

call……

Thinking of this, Li Yancheng stopped being polite and said solemnly, "Since that's the case, leader, then I won't stand on ceremony either. I will do my best in this mission."

"Yes, I trust you completely. Start writing your work plan now. I'll be on duty at the bureau tonight."

"Okay, sir, I'll start writing now and send it over for your feedback once I'm done."

"Okay, hurry up and finish writing. I'm hanging up now."

"Beep...beep...beep..." Hearing the busy tone from the receiver, Li Yancheng took a deep breath, put the receiver back on the landline, picked up a dip pen from the ink bottle, and pulled a stack of letter paper from the desk with his left hand. After thinking for a moment, he began to write furiously.

To be honest, the timeframe is a bit tight. Their original plan was to start this citywide operation around January 10th after the city approved it, which would give them a week to ten days to prepare and make more thorough preparations.

The Spring Festival in 1981 was on February 5th. The rectification campaign started 20 days in advance and continued until the end of the first quarter. The timing was just right, allowing the people to have a peaceful Spring Festival.

Unexpectedly, although the city approved it, they moved the date forward to New Year's Day.

Today is the 30th, and we're about to turn the calendar to the last day of the year. That means they only have about 30 hours to prepare.

It is indeed a case of tight deadlines and heavy workload.

But it's alright. Being in Beijing, the political center, all the police officers in the Public Security Bureau have experience in participating in such large-scale missions, so they won't be completely disorganized. It's just that he probably won't be able to get any rest tonight.

Being able to personally participate in the planning of such a major operation is a very good training opportunity for him; others would love to have such an opportunity.

……

At around 6 a.m. on the 31st, Li Yancheng, who hadn't slept all night, Director Dai, who hadn't closed his eyes either, and Chang Hongjun, the deputy director in charge of public security, came out of the small conference room.

Following them were Liu Xiangyang, the office director; Wan Changyou, the political commissar of the Criminal Investigation Corps; and the chief and political commissar of the Public Security Corps.

After a night of discussion, a meticulously crafted action plan was finally completed.

"Old Liu, have you spoken to the cafeteria yet?" Director Dai, who was walking ahead, turned around and asked.

"I've already spoken to the bureau chief, so you can go over now."

"Okay," Director Dai nodded. "Let's go, comrades. Let's go straight to the canteen. We've been busy all night, so let's go eat something and replenish our energy."

"As long as there's food, I'm starving. I was just telling Lao Chang what to get after this," Li Yancheng said with a smile, rubbing his stomach.

He was hungry around 4 a.m. Every time he stayed up late, he would get hungry around 3 or 4 a.m. He was thinking about whether to go to the canteen at the headquarters to get something to eat, but he was the youngest person there, and no one else said anything, so he was a little embarrassed to ask.

The Criminal Investigation Corps' canteen is open 24 hours a day, serving frontline officers who respond to calls in the middle of the night. They can eat whenever they go there. It's certainly not as plentiful as a regular meal, but it's enough to fill their stomachs.

Just now, when we finished, he did tell Deputy Director Chang, who was sitting next to him, that they should go out for something to eat together. Now that the director has already made arrangements at the canteen, there's no need for him to go out.

"Haha, it's my fault, I didn't think it through. Yan Cheng, you should eat two more steamed buns later."

"Two aren't enough. I feel like I could swallow a whole cow if I opened my mouth right now."

"You're getting all worked up just because I said you're fat." Director Dai smiled and pointed at Li Yancheng.

"Let's go, we can talk about it while we eat at the cafeteria."

After saying that, Director Dai took the lead and walked towards the stairwell. Just as Li Yancheng was about to leave, Deputy Director Chang, who was next to him, suddenly pulled his arm.

"You all go first, I need to say a few words to Director Yan Cheng."

After tugging at Li Yancheng's arm, Deputy Director Chang turned to Director Liu and the others and said something.

Seeing this, the others didn't say anything more and followed.

"Director Yancheng, let's walk slowly and talk as we go."

After they all left, Deputy Director Chang spoke.

"What's up, Lao Chang?"

"Director Yancheng, I'd like to ask you for a favor. My former boss, the one before Director Gao, do you know him?"

"Are you talking about Director Zhang Renyi?"

"Yes, yes, it's Director Zhang." Chang Hongjun nodded hurriedly.

"If I remember correctly, Director Zhang passed away a few years ago, right?" Li Yancheng was somewhat surprised. He couldn't understand why Chang Hongjun would bring up someone who had been dead for several years at this time.

He didn't know this Director Zhang personally; he had only heard of him and remembered that he had passed away less than a month after retiring.

He heard from others that he had suffered a sudden cerebral infarction. At the time, no one was home. His wife had gone out to buy groceries early in the morning and had asked him to go with her, but he said he felt a little dizzy and didn't go. When his wife returned home more than an hour later, she found him lying on the floor, already dead.

"What I want to say has nothing to do with Director Zhang. No, that's not right, it's not that it has nothing to do with Director Zhang." Chang Hongjun's words were somewhat incoherent, whether he hadn't slept all night or his head was foggy.

"Oh dear, I almost confused myself. It's like this, Director Yan Cheng is Director Zhang's eldest son, Zhang Guangyun. He used to work in the education sector and is now a mid-level cadre at Peking University. A while ago, uh... about half a month ago, while he was at work, his vision suddenly went black and he fainted."

Luckily, someone pulled him up at the time, otherwise the fall alone could have seriously injured him.

His colleagues were about to take him to the hospital when he suddenly regained consciousness. He claimed to know nothing about what had happened and insisted that nothing was wrong, refusing to go to the hospital.

His colleagues couldn't do anything about it, and seeing that he really seemed alright, they didn't insist anymore. This was the first time he had fainted.

the first time?
Li Yancheng raised an eyebrow, it seemed there was more to come.

"The second time was three days after his first fainting spell. That night, he was at home, perfectly fine and without any abnormalities, when he suddenly fainted. This terrified his wife, who hurriedly called the neighbors to help take him to the hospital. He woke up halfway there. His second fainting spell lasted a full ten minutes longer than the first one."

Hearing this, Li Yancheng had already guessed what Deputy Director Chang wanted to say. He simply wanted Li Yancheng to take a look at Zhang Guangyun. However, he remained silent and listened patiently.

"After Zhang Guangyun woke up, he still didn't want to go to the hospital, but his wife disagreed and insisted on taking him to the hospital for a check-up."

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor, upon hearing the situation, realized it wasn't the first time and arranged for them to be admitted to the hospital. However, after half a month of going to several hospitals, including Peking Union Medical College Hospital, the affiliated hospital of Peking University, and the General Hospital of the military, they still couldn't find anything wrong.

During this ordeal, he fainted three more times. He saw both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine doctors, and underwent numerous tests, but the cause remained elusive. The doctors were baffled.

(End of this chapter)