Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Xiao Lei tapped his fingers twice on the table, slowly and deliberately, as if he were playing a tune.

He knocked seven or eight times, then stopped and looked at Xu Wenshan: "When this person gets there, do you know what to do?"

"I know, I know."

Xu Wenshan leaned forward, lowering his voice even further, "Fang Hai is meticulous in his work and a master at auditing accounts. In Siping Township, he can find fault even in the smallest things. As for Chen Ping, if you want to find fault with him, you can find it right away."

Xiao Lei's lips finally curled up slightly, not in a smile, but in the expression of a hunter seeing his prey walk into a trap.

He picked up the teacup again, took a sip, and put it down.

"Director Xu, I won't forget you if you handle this matter well."

Xiao Lei stood up, picked up his coat from the hanger, and draped it over his arm. "I have something to do, so I'll be going now. You can eat slowly."

"Young Master Xiao, the dishes haven't all been served yet..." Xu Wenshan also stood up.

"You eat it." Xiao Lei waved his hand and walked away without looking back.

The door closed.

The private room quieted down, leaving only Xu Wenshan and a table of barely touched dishes.

He sat down, picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of pork rib, chewed it a couple of times, but couldn't taste anything.

I picked up another piece, but it still had no flavor.

He put down his chopsticks, picked up his teacup, and drank the cold tea in one gulp.

He took out his phone, found a number, and dialed it.

It rang three times, then I answered.

"Old Fang, it's me."

"Director Xu, please speak." The voice on the other end of the phone was very respectful.

"Tomorrow you go to Siping Township. Once you get there, keep a close eye on Chen Ping. Check every single account, question every single penny. Find fault with everything, no matter how small. Understand?"

"clear."

"besides."

Xu Wenshan paused for a moment, then said, "When you get there, talk less and do more. Don't let anyone see that you're here to cause trouble."

"Don't worry, Director Xu, I know what I'm doing."

Xu Wenshan hung up the phone, put it on the table, leaned back in his chair, and stayed there for a while before getting up and leaving.

The dishes on the table were still steaming, but no one ate them; they were all wasted.

However, since it was all public funds, Xu Wenshan didn't feel bad at all!

The next morning, a black official car was already running at the entrance of the Municipal Health Bureau.

Fang Hai stood beside the car. He was in his early forties, tall and thin, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, a dark jacket, and carrying a briefcase.

He had a face that was hard to remember; you'd easily blend into a crowd. But his eyes were different—long and narrow, and when he looked at people, it was as if he were doing accounting.

"Section Chief Fang, have you brought everything?" Xu Wenshan walked out of the office building, holding a folder in his hand.

"I've got everything." Fang Hai took the folder, glanced at it, and then closed it again.

Xu Wenshan walked up to him and lowered his voice: "The conditions in Siping Township are poor. Don't complain about the hardship when you go. Stay for a few more days, check the accounts, and get to know the people."

Fang Hai nodded without saying anything.

"And one more thing," Xu Wenshan lowered his voice even further, so low that only the two of them could hear, "You know about Chen Ping's relationship with Su Meng. When you get there, I don't need to tell you what to do."

Fang Hai pushed up his glasses, squinted his eyes behind the lenses, and then opened them again.

He smiled faintly, like a wrinkle on his face: "Director Xu, I understand."

"Get in the car." Xu Wenshan patted him on the shoulder.

Fang Hai opened the car door, got in, placed his briefcase on his lap, and crossed his hands over the bag.

The car door closed, the engine started, and the official vehicle slowly drove out of the Health Bureau compound, merged into traffic, turned a corner, and disappeared.

Xu Wenshan stood at the main entrance, looking in the direction the car had disappeared. He stood there for a while before turning around and going back to the office building.

…………

Siping Township Health Center, 9:00 AM.

Chen Ping was writing a prescription for a coughing child when Wang Tao ran in from outside, his face showing a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

"Dr. Chen, the health bureau people are here!"

Chen Ping paused for a moment, then continued writing. After finishing, he handed the prescription to Wang Tao: "Go get the medicine."

Wang Tao took the prescription but didn't touch it, still standing there: "Dr. Chen, aren't you going to take a look?"

"What are you looking at? It's not like I've never seen a leader before." Chen Ping stood up, wiped his hands, and walked out of the consultation room.

A black official car was parked in the yard. The door was open, and a tall, thin man stood next to the car, carrying a briefcase and wearing silver-rimmed glasses.

He was wearing a dark jacket and black leather shoes, the shoes spotless, a stark contrast to the dusty courtyard.

Zhao Guosheng had already gone to greet him, his face beaming with smiles, and his back bent at least ten degrees lower than usual.

He held Fang Hai's hands tightly, shook them three times, then shook them three more times, not daring to let go.

"Section Chief Fang, welcome, welcome! You must be tired from your journey!"

"Dean Zhao, you're too kind." Fang Hai's voice was soft and flat, as if he were reading a document. "I'm here to work, not as a guest, so you don't need to be so polite."

Zhao Guosheng's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered: "Yes, yes, Section Chief Fang is right. Then, Section Chief Fang, shall I show you around our health center?"

"No rush." ​​Fang Hai's gaze swept across the courtyard, over the peeling paint on the windows, the mottled walls, and the crooked locust tree by the door, finally landing on Chen Ping. He paused for a moment, "Let me check the accounts first."

Zhao Guosheng was taken aback: "Accounts? Section Chief Fang, you've just arrived, why don't you rest for a bit?"

"Need not."

Fang Hai's voice remained as calm as ever, "The funding has come in, and every penny must be used wisely. I'll sort out the accounts first so I have a clear understanding of the situation."

Zhao Guosheng glanced at Chen Ping, but Chen Ping remained silent.

Zhao Guosheng had no choice but to nod: "Alright, then Section Chief Fang, I'll take you to the accounting office."

Cui Ying was already standing at the door of the accounting office, holding a thick stack of ledgers in her hands, her expression calm.

She watched Fang Hai walk over, neither smiling nor speaking, just standing there.

"This is Cui Ying, our accountant," Zhao Guosheng introduced.

Fang Hai glanced at Cui Ying, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected that there would be such a beautiful girl in such a desolate place as the Siping Township Health Center.

"Accountant Cui, bring out the accounts for the past three months. I need to go through them one by one," Fang Hai said with a smile to Cui Ying.

However, to Cui Ying, that smile was utterly disgusting.

"They're all here." Cui Ying placed the account books on the table, stacked neatly.

Fang Hai sat down, opened the first book, and began to read.

He read very slowly, turning the pages one by one, reading line by line, occasionally pausing to jot down a few numbers in his notebook.

The accounting office was quiet, with only the sound of turning pages and the scratching of pens on paper.

Cui Ying stood to the side and didn't leave.

Zhao Guosheng stood there for a while, then felt uncomfortable. He made an excuse to go check on the patient and slipped away.

Chen Ping stood at the door for a while, then returned to the consultation room.