Ge Junfeng said: "Yes, there is such a thing, how do you know?"
Xia Xiaoluo smiled calmly and said, "I heard, how is this case?"
Ge Junfeng said: "The case is closed. All the suspects have been arrested. This time, we mainly arrested the person in charge of the manufacturing manufacturer. We did not touch the sales person because the impact was too wide."
Xia Xiaoluo said "Oh" seemingly calmly, and his heart that was worried about Wang Dali finally relaxed.
Although he had previously inferred that Wang Dali was fine through reports in the Economic Daily, he had not received confirmation after all. Now he finally received authoritative confirmation.
I also thought that Ge Junfeng was a rare resource. In the early 1990s, when the market economy was underdeveloped, it would have been impossible for an entrepreneur to succeed if he didn’t know a few friends from the public prosecutor and law enforcement agencies.
This Ge Junfeng is a good friend.
Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself, you are still too naive, there is a bigger "boss" behind you.
Ge Junfeng said: "Your IQ is definitely higher than that of your peers, but you must be careful in the future. If you offend this group of people, there will be no good consequences. If there is anything abnormal, you can call me immediately. That's right."
Keep the bp phone number!"
He pulled out a piece of paper from his notebook, wrote down a series of numbers and handed it to Xia Xiaoluo.
"Brother Ge, you still owe me a meal!" Xia Xiaoluo did not take the note. He pulled the car door and got out of the car. "I feel that with my skills, these losers can't do anything to me.
Like this. Since you can't beat them, then let them come and I'll help you destroy them."
After he got out of the car, he closed the car door with a bang and said, "I believe I will eat the meal you invited me intact!"
He left without looking back.
Ge Junfeng lit a cigarette, smoked it, and looked at Xia Xiaoluo's lonely back gradually going away, but it seemed to give him infinite strength.
Xia Jindong asked: "What does Ge Junfeng want from you?"
"Hey, there are a few gangsters in the school who collect protection money every day and harass the classmates. He came over to ask about the situation." Xia Xiaoluo said casually.
To let his father know that he hurt others with his heavy hands, this old-fashioned man may not know what to think. It would be better to do less than to do more.
The two were just about to enter the Health Bureau compound when suddenly a trembling voice shouted: "Comrade...comrade..."
Xia Xiaoluo turned around and saw a person kneeling on the roadside at the gate. He was startled and the two got out of the car.
I saw that the man was in his fifties, his face was thin and dark, and he looked very old. His eyes were very cloudy, as if he could not see anything. This was a very common cataract at that time.
Next to him lay a worn snakeskin bag covered with dust. There was an enamel jar inside, and a pair of chopsticks pierced the bag to reveal it.
He heard someone approaching, and moved his knees back and forth to move Chao Xia's father and son a few steps away. He stretched out one hand, fearing that the two of them would walk away, and said feebly: "Comrade, comrade, don't go.
"
Xia Jindong quickly ran over, supported him and said, "Old sir, don't panic. I won't leave. What's going on with you?"
Old Feng in the reception room curled his head and said: "Hey, Director Xia, this is what happened. This man said that he is a barefoot doctor from Hedian Township. Now he is seriously ill and has no money to treat him. He wants to break in to find Director Qian. What if
Everyone can see that Director Qian is not in trouble."
Xia Jindong was angrily silent. The old man in the reception room, Feng, thought that Xia Jindong was dissatisfied with the old man. He quickly jumped out and pointed at the old man: "Old man, let me tell you, what do you look like when you are kneeling here all the time?
! Let me tell you, this matter is not our responsibility. The Health Bureau is in charge of medical and health services, not the Poverty Alleviation Office!"
Xia Jindong's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, and he said angrily to Old Feng Tu: "Shut up and look at your front door."
When Lao Feng first saw that he had dared to flatter the horse, he smiled and returned to the guard room.
Xia Jindong said warmly: "Old sir, is there something wrong with your legs?"
"The problem is not with the legs."
"Old sir, please stand up. What do you have to do with our Health Bureau?" Xia Jindong said warmly, "I am the deputy director of the Health Bureau. If you need anything, please tell me."
"Oh, it turns out he's the big boss! I've found someone." The old man said excitedly and respectfully, "I used to be the barefoot doctor in Hedian Township."
"Hedian Township is Tian Fencai's hometown, isn't it?" Xia Xiaoluo said in his heart.
"This is my medical record, issued by the County First People's Hospital." Shakingly, he took out the medical record from his pocket and handed it to Xia Jindong, "My disease is liver cancer. It has spread and is incurable. I have never
I brought a thousand yuan with me at home, which was all my family had. When I arrived in the county town, I didn’t dare to stay in a hotel or eat. I just ate dry food. Alas...it was all spent in the blink of an eye. The doctor said that I had to pay a thousand yuan for chemotherapy.
How can I still have money? I am not begging for money to treat a disease, I am begging for some money to go home...and wait to die..."
Xia Jindong's face showed a sad look, and he said helplessly: "Old sir, your situation is indeed pitiful, but we are not a social assistance institution here..."
Seeing the man's thin face twisted in pain, Xia Jindong no longer had the courage to say anything, as if any excuses were pale and feeble.
A few tears flowed from the middle-aged man's cloudy eyes. He wiped away the tears with his dirty cuffs, leaving a white mark on his dusty face. He took out a yellowed certificate and said: "
This is my medical certificate."
Xia Jindong took it and took a look, only to see the words "Rural Doctor of Luoshui County, issued by Hedian People's Commune" written on the certificate. There was a one-inch black and white photo on it, which showed a handsome young man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and looking a little embarrassed.
Smiling.
No matter what, I can't put the handsome young man in the photo and the old man in front of me together, and I can't accept the fact that they are the same person.
But if you look closely, you can see that they are indeed the same person.
Xia Xiaoluo also felt pity in his heart. Time was too ruthless, or the world was too indifferent.
Xia Xiaoluo knew that barefoot doctor was a term that appeared after the mid-term of the Cultural Revolution. It refers to rural medical personnel who generally have no formal medical training and still hold agricultural registered permanent residence. In some cases, they are "half-farmer, half-medicine". There are three main sources at that time: First,
The second one is from a medical family; the second one is a high school graduate and has some knowledge of medicine and pathology; the third one is an educated youth who has gone to the mountains and countryside.
Barefoot doctors have made positive contributions to relieving the urgent need for lack of medical care and medicine in some rural areas of China.
Like the rural film projectionists, this group of people is a product of a special period. Under extremely backward material and cultural conditions, they went deep into the front lines of rural areas and made great contributions, and they were once glorious.
However, when they complete their stage of historical figures, they must withdraw from the stage of history.
They have no establishment and are not protected by the system. After making contributions to the country and the people, they are destined to be a forgotten group.
The old man's tears fell into the soil drop by drop, and disappeared in an instant.
He raised his head again and said: "People are all about face. Although I am poor, I still have a face. Unless I am desperate, I will not take this step..."
Xia Jindong said to Xia Xiaoluo: "You go to the store opposite to buy some bread and water for this uncle. I will go to the bureau and report to Director Qian."
After saying that, I walked to the Health Bureau office building.
"Well..." Xia Xiaoluo ran to the opposite side and bought some meat floss bread and a bottle of drink.
The old man took the bread and said: "Good boy, thank you... you are a good baby."
After a while, Xia Jindong came down the road from the office. He said sadly: "Oh... the bureau agreed to give me fifty yuan."
Telling this poor man such a cruel result was an unspeakable thing for Xia Jindong. Although he was already the deputy director, he still seemed powerless about many things.
The man sighed and thanked you: "Thank you anyway. Without you, I wouldn't even be able to get the fifty yuan. I don't want to live anymore, causing trouble to the world. But it's hard for me to study in high school."
The baby's baby will not have any income in the future, how will he survive..."
Xia Xiaoluo suddenly thought of a possibility and asked: "Old uncle, is your son named Tian Fengcai?"
Even the man's turbid eyes could not conceal his surprise, and said: "How do you know... I am his father Tian Shengwen, and people in the village call me Tian Wagua."
Xia Xiaoluo was surprised and said: "Uncle, it is indeed you, I am Fengcai's classmate."
Xia Jindong was also shocked. He only knew that Tian Fengcai's family was in a difficult situation, but it was still an abstract concept. He couldn't accept such a real perception at this moment. He also remembered that he was once a poor student, and he knew the bitterness of it.
, which aroused his sad eyes, and his eye circles were actually red.
At this time, many passers-by and people from the Family Hospital of the Health Bureau gathered around. They all felt pity after hearing this touching story.
Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself, how many children can go to high school in Hedian Township? And Tian Fengcai had said before that his father had eye disease and hepatitis, but he didn't expect that in just two months,
, it turned from hepatitis into liver cancer.
Or maybe the disease had already worsened into liver cancer, and Tian Fengcai's father didn't know, or maybe he knew and was unwilling to put more psychological pressure on his son, so he didn't say anything.
Xia Jindong took out his wallet, took out all the one hundred yuan from it, and said: "Brother Tian, my son and Tian Feng are good friends. I have also seen your child. He is really a good child. You can't give up treatment."
, this is a small kindness, please take it first..."
Xia Xiaoluo also took out his wallet, took out a thousand yuan, and looked at Xia Jindong with a questioning look.
Xia Jindong nodded. With his father's approval, he handed the money to the old man and said, "My name is Xia Xiaoluo. Tian Fengcai is the best in the county in his studies. He must be promising and his life will get better and better."