Power and Wealth

More than 9: 00 a.m.

Light Street Office.

“Eh, a cop just arrived? ”

“Precinct, right? Looking for Director Dong? ”

“I heard Director Dong and Director Guo beat up Minister Xue's son last night. ”

“Ah, did you hit Xue Xiaoliang? Is that too much trouble? What the hell is going on?”

“It seems that Xue Xiaoliang first injured people with the murder weapon. Director Dong and Director Guo are self-defense. ”

No one in the street office thought it had just been cleaned up for two days, but something so big happened again, it was all three or two together to chirp and grunt.

The other side.

Qu Yiqiang, secretary of the Disciplinary Industry Commission, heard about this and immediately came to Dong Xuebin's office. “Director, I hear Xue Xiaoliang's injuries are quite serious? ”

“Really?” Dong Xuebin was not very clear.

Zhou Yanru was also there, "He broke several ribs and also had a broken bone in his hand. ”

Qu Yiqiang took a breath and found it hard to do.

"Xue Xiaoliang's temper was quite impressive," said Dong Xuebin faintly. "He shouted with a baton last night. If I hadn't hurried in time, Deputy Director Guo might have had to make a scene. ”

Qu Yiqiang frowned, nothing unexpected, “He used to drive into a cripple before. ”

“Oh?” Dong Xuebin looked at him. “And this? ”

Zhou Yanru nodded and moaned: “I've also heard that Xue Xiaoliang's driving was quite rude. The last time he hit someone was last year, he was hit by a middle-aged man, amputated his limbs and lost some money.” After a pause, Zhou Yanru added another sentence, "I lost a little money, and then things were pressed down, and it was gone.” It wasn't much of a scene, but many people in the system knew it, and Xue Qingrong came forward and pressed it down.

This little bastard has a history? Dong Xuebin felt he had been killed for the people.

However, Qu Yiqiang and Zhou Yanru obviously had some concerns. This involved Minister Xue of the Organization Department. Sometimes there was no reason to say anything. Even if Dong Xuebin and Guo Mingfeng belonged to self-defense, they were in charge, but who knew that Xue Qingrong would not remember them? Hate to do it on the streets? If Xue Qingrong wants to settle the accounts after the fall, it is not good news that they will definitely have a hard time doing the future in Bright Street.

“Director, this...”

“Go back first, I'll go to the hospital. ”

Dong Xuebin left the office building, got in the car and rushed all the way to Nanshan District Second Hospital.

In fact, Dong Xuebin had already offended the organizing department when he rectified the illegal building. Xue Gui, who was also Xue Qingrong's cousin, not only did Dong Xuebin take the lead in the trouble Xue Gui, but also arrested people and dismantled the illegal building of their family, and even moved Xue Qingrong's left arm and Nanshan District Vice Minister of organizing Peng Kun to Huang, so the contradiction between Dong Xuebin and Xue Qingrong had been buried at that time. Next, Dong Xuebin didn't have any fondness for Xue Qingrong either, because during the forced demolition and rectification, the old man reached out to their streets and police station. Even Dong Xuebin suspected that Peng Kun was the reason to stop the forced demolition, which was Xue Qingrong's approval. This caused so many things to happen later. As a result, Dong Xuebin hastily wiped their asses before and after busy doing so. Xue Qingrong was nothing. As it already is, this pisses Dong Xuebin off even thinking about it now.

Second hospital.

Orthopaedic ward.

Dong Xuebin went to the doctor's office first, pushed the door before he found a lot of people standing inside, three or four doctors in white coats, and two nurses.

“Doctor.” Dong Xuebin asked: “How is Xue Xiaoliang's condition? ”

One of the middle-aged men with a leadership position, look at him, "Who are you? ”

“I, Dong Xuebin. ”

The middle-aged frowned, "Hitting people? ”

Dong Xuebin knew that the police had come. They knew that they had no accident. "How is he now? ”

“No comment!” Middle-aged man waves, "we're discussing the treatment plan, you go out. ”

Hey, are you still shaking my face? Dong Xuebin's face was cold, and it was also clear that this man wanted to bang Xue Qingrong.

Next to the young doctor for a year said: "Dean Wu, look at this film. ”

The middle-aged man also seemed to be the director of the second hospital. According to the news, President Wu did not take care of Dong Xuebin anymore. He greeted a nurse and asked her to invite Dong Xuebin away, and then discussed it with several other doctors.

The nurse told Dong Xuebin: "The hospital has an obligation to keep the patient's condition confidential. Go back first. ”

Dong Xuebin finally looked at the Dean Wu and thought he was a little ridiculous. From what the police said in the precinct, Xue Xiaoliang didn't report the incident last night. He probably went straight home to sleep. He didn't come to the hospital until the next morning because he felt unwell. Then he called the police. So since Xue Xiaoliang was able to drive home alone last night, it means that his illness is not a big deal. Who wants this Dean Wu to come to a consultation and look like he was discussing a cancer treatment plan? As for this, is he so excited? Dong Xuebin, the leader of this kind of Ba Jiao, also met a lot. He turned out of the doctor's office and looked in the hospital corridor with a fruit basket. At the end of the day, he found Xue Xiaoliang's ward.

This time, Dong Xuebin came to visit the illness. After all, people hit themselves. Although there is no apology in the heart and there is no legal responsibility, Xue Qingrong, the face of the minister of the organization, Dong Xuebin felt that he still had to give some, so the symbolic name came.

Room 302.

Xue Xiaoliang, wrapped in a lot of gauze, laid angry on the hospital bed, beside him, Xue Qingrong looked at his son with a dark face and looked painfully, silent.

Dong Xuebin pushed the door in and put the fruit basket on the table.

Xue Xiaoliang saw him, "It's you! Paralysis! That's the bastard! ”

Dong Xuebin, look who you scolded!

Xue Qingrong also looked into Dong Xuebin's eyes. "What are you doing here? ”

The attitude of the father and son made Dong Xuebin uncomfortable, but he was still calm: “Minister Xue, I came to visit. I'm sorry, I didn't know Xiaoliang was your son last night. ”

“I told you, Dong Xuebin!” Xue Xiaoliang was furious: “This is not over! No... cough... not over! ”

He coughed painfully, broke ribs and could not speak too loudly.

Xue Qingrong hurried up and said: "Stop talking! ”

“... Dad! Cough, cough! ”

“Lie still!” Xue Qingrong drank it and turned to Dong Xuebin. “This will not be over. I will let the police investigate! ”

Dong Xuebin was annoyed. "Minister Xue, if you know how this happened, then..."

“I understand!” Xue Qingrong means outside, “Xiaoliang needs to rest! Get out of here! ”

Hey, isn't that an archfire? Oh, your son's gonna hit me. I'm gonna fight back in self-defense. Is the law for your family? Dong Xuebin was really disgusted by Xue Qingrong. The last time Xue Gui was involved, this old thing was indiscriminately interfering, so there was that big mess behind it. Not only did the district leader criticize Dong Xuebin, but the disciplinary committee also found him, and now you're here? What the fuck is your last name? And let the police investigate? All right, you go check it out! Dude, you're doing great. You're still afraid you'll find out?

Dong Xuebin was too lazy to talk to Xue Qingrong, so he turned around and left.

I gave you face, now you don't give me face, what else is there to say!?

As soon as Dong Xuebin left, Xue Xiaoliang tapped the bed plate. "Dad! This son of a bitch is lying! ”

Xue Qingrong sighed: “Leave this matter alone and take care of your illness. ”

Xue Qingrong also heard the whole thing. The problem is indeed with his son. Xiaoliang shouldn't have hit him with a stick. Even if he was injured by Dong Xuebin now, at most, he would have told Dong Xuebin to compensate for some medical expenses. It doesn't hurt or itch. Obviously, there is no way to get Dong Xuebin, but... Xiaoliang is my son, can you beat him? Xue Qingrong certainly can not swallow this breath. It is not only about his son, but also about his face. If that is the case, what will others think of him in the future? A street chief beat up Xue Qingrong's son. He didn't even say a word. Where does his prestige go? Not to mention the fact that his son was heard beating people up in the street. The last time Dawn almost drove to kill people, the wind has not completely passed.

Thinking about it, Xue Qingrong was cold in his heart and called Director Wu of the Second Hospital to the ward.

“Minister Xue, are you looking for me?” Dean Wu said.

Xue Qingrong exclaimed for a moment, “How was the examination? ”

“Kind of a minor injury.” Dean Wu was wrong and comforted: “The ribs take longer, but after two months of repair, there's nothing wrong with it. ”

Xue Qingrong looked at him, "Is that a minor injury? ”

Dean Wu was stunned and did not speak.

Xue Qingrong knocked on the table and said: "Check again, brain CT, blood, liver function, all are laboratory tests, my son always said that he is not feeling well. ”

Dean Wu realized at once that this was going to make him sick and say, "Bite your teeth,“ okay. ”

When Dean Wu left, Xue Qingrong bowed his head and looked at his son. “Were there any witnesses? ”

Xue Xiaoliang was weak: “Just a dark, short man, no one else, no one was passing by at that time. ”

“Guo Mingfeng, right?” Xue Qingrong nodded, walked to the bathroom with the phone, asked for Guo Mingfeng's phone, found him after a few turns, "... I, Xue Qingrong! ”

Guo Mingfeng over there was stunned, "Minister Xue? ”

“Yesterday...”

“I'm sorry, Minister Xue, I really didn't know your son...” Kwok Mingfeng obviously did too.

Xue Qingrong was not angry. "Did the police call you? Not yet? Well, I didn't know much about it at the time, so tell me again... By the way, did Dawn hit you? Still got the stick? Dong Xuebin's testimony is like this, but it's not like my son said, Dawn. I know, no matter what happens, I won't hit anyone, right? What the hell is going on... Director Guo, don't rush to answer, think about it and tell me later, is it my son who hit first, or Dong Xuebin who hit first? ”

(To be continued)