Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

"Everyone, make way! Dr. Hu is here!"

Liu Yuchen saw him and quickly spoke up.

The crowd dispersed, making way for them.

Hu Yan was terrified when he saw it. How could it be so hot that it couldn't move at all?

Ignoring everything else, he slid to the side in two steps, knelt down with a thud, and, regardless of who was lying there, began to carefully examine them, greeting them all the while: "Hello, Secretary Li, Mayor Zhu, Deputy Secretary Liu..."

But as he pulled open a piece of clothing and patted his face, he couldn't see any burn marks anywhere. Even his clothes were dry; if there was any water, it was just sweat.

"Secretary Li, it's not that my medical skills are lacking, but after a close inspection, I can't find any burn marks!"

Hu Yan looked up innocently. "You guys aren't making fun of me because I've been relaxing in the air-conditioned office all day, are you?"

Everyone was stunned, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

Liu Yuchen realized what was happening and quickly said, "Dr. Hu, I'm recovering quickly, the burns are healed. This is Mayor Zhu, he suddenly fainted for some reason."

"Oh, ah, um?"

The rich changes in Hu Yan's facial expressions left him somewhat bewildered, even with his limited brain capacity. What did it mean to recover quickly from a burn? In all his years of medical practice, he had never seen anyone recover from a burn so quickly. Was he a superman?

"Don't just stand there, take a look."

Hu Yan quickly looked down, grabbed Zhu Yang's wrist, placed his hand on it, then examined his eyes, took out his stethoscope to examine him carefully, shook his head, and breathed a sigh of relief.

As a doctor, he was taking pulses and conducting professional examinations. When he shook his head, even Li Dakang was terrified.

It's okay to faint from anger, but once the anger subsides, death may occur.

Immediately, under the tense gazes of everyone, he squatted down, stretched out his fingers, and tremblingly reached towards Zhu Yang's nose. It was warm and hot. He was stunned for a moment, then poked it forward again, clearly feeling the faint warmth of each breath.

"He's not dead!"

He felt a sense of relief, wiped his fingers on Zhu Yang's body, and frowned as he looked at Hu Yan.

"Secretary Li, I didn't say Mayor Zhu was in trouble."

"Why are you shaking your head and sighing if you're not dead?"

Hu Yan was taken aback. He looked at his clothes and immediately realized, "So you guys misunderstood!"

"Secretary Li, leaders, this is how we doctors are. Patients shake their heads whether they have something to say or not. When they do, they shake their heads, and when they don't, they can't help but shake their heads and feel relieved. After all, it is our duty as medical staff to take good care of the patients' health. This is our job."

"Secretary Chu previously addressed this issue at the provincial Party committee's expanded meeting for cadres, mentioning that we medical workers should serve patients and fully utilize..."

"Stop! Halt!"

"Let's see what Mayor Zhu's situation is first."

Li Dakang was speechless. If you want to show off, at least consider the occasion. There's one person lying on the ground and a bunch of people standing around, and you, of all people, are giving us a study report in front of everyone.

"Okay, sure."

Hu Yan was slightly resentful at being interrupted, but since he was a nobody, he could only lower his head and examine the performance carefully.

A moment later, he looked up and reported, "Secretary Li, leaders, Mayor Zhu is fine; he just fainted due to stress."

He guessed that someone had been burned and someone had fainted, and there must have been a fierce argument just now. He shouldn't get involved, so he organized his thoughts and explained, "They probably haven't been resting well during the day, and they may not have eaten enough at noon. They lack energy and can't support a long meeting. An IV of glucose and some rest will do the trick."

"Are you sure there are no other problems?"

Li Dakang asked calmly, staring straight at him.

"This needs to be examined more thoroughly."

Hu Yan hesitated.

"Comrade Zhu Yang is the mayor, we must be cautious. Perhaps he should undergo a checkup. Does your medical department have the necessary facilities?"

"We can give this a try..."

Upon hearing this, Li Dakang looked displeased and said, "If it works, it works; if it doesn't, it doesn't. What do you mean by 'try'?"

Hu Yan looked down at Zhu Yang, then looked up at Li Dakang. In fact, after his examination, he could already determine that Zhu Yang had a minor problem in his left chest, but Li Dakang pressed him for details...

Damn it, I'm going all out.

"Secretary Li, we can conduct the inspection!"

"Okay, then let's arrange it immediately."

Li Dakang's expression softened, and he glanced at everyone. "Comrades, let's adjourn the meeting here. Everyone, keep your mouths shut."

"Comrade Zhu Yang is the mayor. To avoid any negative impact, the preliminary examination will be conducted by the Municipal Party Committee's Medical Affairs Department, and everyone will sign off on it. Any objections?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Alright, let's get started."

Li Dakang smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand.

Subsequently, Guo Pengyang, the secretary-general of the municipal party committee, quickly had a document prepared, which was then signed by everyone present.

Poor Zhu Yang lay on the cold floor for more than ten minutes before the staff struggled to carry him out.

"Bang"

"Be careful, watch the door. If you break it, you'll have to go to the finance department for money to fix it!"

"Hold it steady, it's tilted, it'll fall to the ground in a minute."

"..."

Hu Yan cursed and berated the staff of the medical office, his voice fading into the distance.

In the conference room, everyone was numb, only thinking about signing the papers and leaving as soon as possible.

At this moment, the two stenographers looked at what they had written, hesitated, and dared not show it to their leader for a long time.

Guo Pengyang walked over, frowning, and asked, "Where are the meeting minutes?"

"Secretary-General, we're unsure whether this is the right way to write it..."

After much hesitation, the stenographer handed over the recording sheet.

After reading it, Guo Pengyang was also at a loss for words.

Although he hadn't said much, he was sitting at the table, so he had a clearer view of the situation. The stenographer's notes, including phrases like "intense debate," "Deputy Secretary and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission Liu Yuchen swearing," "Executive Vice Mayor Bi Yunyao throwing a water cup and scalding someone," "Mayor Zhu Yang fainting," and "...", were all quite confusing.

If he were the stenographer, he wouldn't dare submit it either.

After a moment of silence, Guo Pengyang said helplessly, "Let's leave it at that. At the previous provincial party committee standing committee meeting, Secretary Chu said that the contents of the meeting must be recorded truthfully. This is your job. In the past, you were historians. Historians record history truthfully without changing a single word. There is no problem with that."

After saying that, he took the meeting minutes to Li Dakang for his signature, intending to remind him to check if any adjustments were needed, but to his surprise, Li Dakang glanced at them and signed his name with a flourish.

As I said before, signing the meeting minutes is something I'm used to doing in Jingzhou; it's always a minor matter.

"Comrade Pengyang, in accordance with regulations, the meeting minutes should be submitted to the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee for review through the Municipal Party Committee Office."

Li Dakang closed his pen and waved his hand, saying...

"Meeting adjourned!"

……

As expected, after the meeting,

The events at the Zhencheng Standing Committee meeting still got out.

It spread rapidly throughout the entire White Frontier and outwards.

Some retired cadres in Xinjiang listened with shining eyes, exclaiming, "Great! This is so much fun! It's been years since we've had such a lively meeting! This is how meetings should be held—open your mouths, move your legs, and let's test the waters!"