"Leader, something big happened..." Kong Liang hurriedly ran into the cafeteria.
"What happened?" Ma Xiaoyao picked up the bowl and took a sip of millet porridge and asked casually.
"Ding Dahu had a car accident..." Kong Liang said.
"Pfft!" All the millet porridge Ma Xiaoyao just drank in his mouth spurted out, leaving rice grains all over the table. Ma Xiaoyao stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth and looked up at Kong Liang: "What did you say?"
"Ding Dahu was in a car accident." Kong Liang repeated it again.
Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched: "Is he still alive?"
"Alive...but the injuries are quite serious..." Kong Liang replied.
Ma Xiaoyao chirped: "It's so good, why did Ding Dahu get into a car accident?"
"It seems that Ding Dahu was drunk, crossed the road, and was hit by a fast-moving motorcycle... To say that Ding Dahu was really lucky, he was hit and flew several meters, but he didn't die." Kong
Liang said.
"Where is Ding Dahu now?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
"County hospital." Kong Liang said.
Ma Xiaoyao pondered for a moment: "Kong Liang, go arrange a car. Let's go to the county hospital to see Ding Dahu."
"Let's see what he does. Let him stay in the hospital by himself." Kong Liang said with curled lips.
Ma Xiaoyao glared at Kong Liang: "What do you know? Ding Dahu is the mayor of Gaohe Township after all. He had a car accident. I, the party committee secretary, should go and see it because of both sentiment and reason. Okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
Go arrange a car."
"Oh." Kong Liang reluctantly left the canteen.
…
County hospital.
In a ward on the third floor.
Ding Dahu was lying on the bed, his face was very pale, both legs were in plaster, and his forehead was wrapped with gauze. He looked very embarrassed.
"Dahu, why are you so careless... If you were evil, how could I live..." Ding Dahu's wife Chen Juan sat by the bed and kept wiping tears.
"Why are you crying... I'm not dead yet..." Ding Dahu said weakly.
"Why am I crying? Don't I feel sorry for you? Both of your legs are broken. Although they are reattached now, within a few months, you can't get out of bed at all. Also, even if you are healed, you can't walk.
It will definitely be affected..." Chen Juan choked with sobs.
"Can't you say something nice?" Ding Dahu took a breath: "Where is the motorcyclist who hit me..."
"I am being questioned by the police in the corridor." Chen Juan said.
"That motorcycle driver who killed a thousand people... we must not let him go lightly..." Ding Dahu said through gritted teeth.
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and three people walked in, two of them were police officers, and the other was the motorcycle driver who injured Ding Dahu. The driver was a young man in his twenties who looked very energetic.
Seeing the motorcycle driver, Ding Dahu suddenly became excited and pointed at the motorcycle driver: "You bastard... just wait for me, I will never let you go..."
The motorcyclist had a sullen face and said nothing.
A middle-aged policeman waved his hand towards Ding Dahu: "Comrade, calm down and listen to what I have to say."
"Comrade police, you must not let that motorcycle driver go. He was the one who knocked me away. Fortunately, I was lucky... otherwise I would be lying in the morgue now..." Ding Dahu said angrily.
The middle-aged policeman frowned: "Comrade, according to our on-site investigation, we also interviewed many witnesses... It was confirmed that you were jaywalking in violation of traffic rules. The motorcycle driver was driving normally and was not speeding.
You occupy the road, so the responsibility for the accident lies with you."
"What? The responsibility lies with me?" Ding Dahu became anxious when he heard this: "How can you, a policeman, talk? I am the victim!"
"It's useless to get angry. The responsibility for the accident does lie with you. According to the traffic law, the motorcycle driver does not need to compensate you," the middle-aged policeman said.
"That's nonsense!" Ding Dahu shouted loudly: "He hit me like this, and he still doesn't compensate me... Absolutely impossible!"
"Don't worry, according to the traffic law, the motorcycle driver does not need to pay you any compensation, but the driver is willing to help you advance the medical expenses." The middle-aged policeman said.
"He was the one who injured me. Of course he has to pay for my medical expenses in advance. In addition to the medical expenses, he also has to pay me mental compensation..." Ding Dahu said with his eyes widened.
The middle-aged policeman curled his lips and said: "Comrade, I just told you very clearly that the responsibility for the accident lies entirely with you. The motorcycle driver is willing to advance your medical expenses, which is already the most benevolent thing. As for the mental compensation you mentioned,
, completely unreasonable request..."
"What an unreasonable request! He hurt me and he needs to pay me compensation!" Ding Dahu shouted.
"Comrade, let me tell you one last time. The entire responsibility for the accident lies with you. The motorcyclist does not need to give you any compensation at all. If you are not convinced, you can go to court and sue the motorcyclist, but I don't think you have any chance of winning.
...Okay, I've said all that needs to be said, you can recover well." After saying that, the middle-aged policeman left.
Another policeman and the motorcycle driver also left the ward.
"I'm so angry... I'm so angry..." Ding Dahu's face turned blue with anger: "I won't just let this matter go... I definitely won't let it go..."
"Hey, Mayor Ding, why are you so angry?" A man's voice came from the door.
Ding Dahu looked up and frowned immediately. There were two men standing at the door, one was Ma Xiaoyao and the other was Kong Liang. If there were people in this world that Ding Dahu didn't want to see, Ma Xiaoyao would definitely be ranked first.
, Ding Dahu hated Ma Xiaoyao to his core.
Ma Xiaoyao walked into the ward, put a bag of fruits on the cabinet, and then looked at Ding Dahu with a concerned look on his face: "Chief Ding, what is going on? You are so good, why did you get into a car accident?
Woolen cloth?"
"Yes... Chief Ding, you are so good, why did you get into a car accident?" Kong Liang also asked aloud.
Ding Dahu twisted his lips: "It's me who is unlucky."
"You are indeed unlucky. No one else had a car accident, but you got into a car accident. It's not unlucky." Ma Xiaoyao nodded.
"Has the driver been caught?" Kong Liang asked.
"The driver who caused the accident did not escape at all." Ding Dahu's wife Chen Juan sighed: "The police just came over and said that the entire responsibility for the accident lies with Dahu. The driver was driving normally and does not need to bear any responsibility..."
"Why do you talk so much!" Ding Dahu glared at Chen Juan fiercely.
Chen Juan immediately shut her mouth. She was still more afraid of Ding Dahu.
"How could this happen? Mayor Ding, why are you solely responsible? What happened?" Ma Xiaoyao asked in surprise.
Ding Dahu's face twitched: "It's all over. I don't want to mention it anymore. Secretary Ma, thank you for coming to see me today... I'm a little tired and want to rest. Please come back." After saying that, Ding Dahu closed his eyes.
Eyes, no longer pay attention to Ma Xiaoyao.
Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "Okay, Mayor Ding, you can rest peacefully and I'll come see you when I have time." After saying that, Ma Xiaoyao and Kong Liang walked towards the door of the ward.
After sending Ma Xiaoyao and Kong Liang away, Chen Juan began to complain about Ding Dahu: "They came to see you out of kindness, why are you so cold..."
"Hmph!" Ding Dahu snorted coldly: "What do you know? Do you think Ma Xiaoyao and Kong Liang are really here to see me? Let me tell you, they are just here to see my jokes!"
"You are overthinking it..." Chen Juan frowned.
"I didn't think too much about what Ma Xiaoyao was. I knew very well that he wanted me to be hit by a car and die!" Ding Dahu said angrily.
"Okay, don't get angry, or you'll get angry. I'll peel an apple for you to eat." Chen Juan reached out and picked up an apple from the cabinet and started peeling it.
…
After coming out of the ward, Ma Xiaoyao smiled: "This Ding Dahu... his injuries are not serious... his legs are all covered with plaster... I guess he won't get better in a while."
"He deserves it!" Kong Liang cursed: "If we didn't hit him to death this time, consider him lucky."
"Let's go to the doctor's office." Ma Xiaoyao walked towards the end of the corridor.
"Why are you going to the doctor's office?" Kong Liang asked doubtfully.
"Ask about Ding Dahu's injury." Ma Xiaoyao said with a smile.
In a short time, the two of them arrived at the doctor's office. The office was quite large and there were four doctors in the office at the same time.
"Who are you looking for?" a middle-aged doctor next to the door asked doubtfully.
"Hello, I would like to ask about Ding Dahu's condition in Ward 302. Is he okay?" Ma Xiaoyao asked politely.
The middle-aged doctor looked at Ma Xiaoyao and asked, "What is your relationship with Ding Dahu?"
"Friend, very good friend, doctor, is Ding Dahu okay?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
The middle-aged man shook his head: "The injury is not serious... Ding Dahu's legs are severely fractured, and it will take a long time to heal... Even after healing, it is estimated that walking will be affected to a certain extent, and Ding Dahu's head is also damaged.
Mild concussion..."
"Then... how long will it take for Ding Dahu to be discharged from the hospital?" Ma Xiaoyao continued to ask.
"It's hard to say... It mainly depends on the extent of Ding Dahu's physical recovery. It is estimated that it will take at least three months before he can be discharged from the hospital... After being discharged from the hospital, he will need to rest at home for a period of time. If he wants to recover and get out of bed and walk normally, it will take at least one month.
More than a year." The middle-aged doctor said.
Ma Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows: "More than a year? So, doesn't Ding Dahu not be able to work in the short term?"
"That's for sure. If people are injured like this, why talk about work?" The middle-aged man curled his lips: "Making money is important, but good health is even more important."
"Yes, yes, doctor, you are right, health always comes first..." Ma Xiaoyao smiled and said: "Doctor, please do your work, I will leave first." After that, Ma Xiaoyao led Kong
Liang left the doctor's office. "Boss, something big happened..." Kong Liang hurried into the cafeteria.
"What happened?" Ma Xiaoyao picked up the bowl and took a sip of millet porridge and asked casually.
"Ding Dahu had a car accident..." Kong Liang said.
"Pfft!" All the millet porridge Ma Xiaoyao just drank in his mouth spurted out, leaving rice grains all over the table. Ma Xiaoyao stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth and looked up at Kong Liang: "What did you say?"
"Ding Dahu was in a car accident." Kong Liang repeated it again.
Ma Xiaoyao's face twitched: "Is he still alive?"
"Alive...but the injuries are quite serious..." Kong Liang replied.
Ma Xiaoyao chirped: "It's so good, why did Ding Dahu get into a car accident?"
"It seems that Ding Dahu was drunk, crossed the road, and was hit by a fast-moving motorcycle... To say that Ding Dahu was really lucky, he was hit and flew several meters, but he didn't die." Kong
Liang said.
"Where is Ding Dahu now?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
"County hospital." Kong Liang said.
Ma Xiaoyao pondered for a moment: "Kong Liang, go arrange a car. Let's go to the county hospital to see Ding Dahu."
"Let's see what he does. Let him stay in the hospital by himself." Kong Liang said with curled lips.
Ma Xiaoyao glared at Kong Liang: "What do you know? Ding Dahu is the mayor of Gaohe Township after all. He had a car accident. I, the party committee secretary, should go and see it because of both sentiment and reason. Okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
Go arrange a car."
"Oh." Kong Liang reluctantly left the canteen.
…
County hospital.
In a ward on the third floor.
Ding Dahu was lying on the bed, his face was very pale, both legs were in plaster, and his forehead was wrapped with gauze. He looked very embarrassed.
"Dahu, why are you so careless... If you were evil, how could I live..." Ding Dahu's wife Chen Juan sat by the bed and kept wiping tears.
"Why are you crying... I'm not dead yet..." Ding Dahu said weakly.
"Why am I crying? Don't I feel sorry for you? Both of your legs are broken. Although they are reattached now, within a few months, you can't get out of bed at all. Also, even if you are healed, you can't walk.
It will definitely be affected..." Chen Juan choked with sobs.
"Can't you say something nice?" Ding Dahu took a breath: "Where is the motorcyclist who hit me..."
"I am being questioned by the police in the corridor." Chen Juan said.
"That motorcycle driver who killed a thousand people... we must not let him go lightly..." Ding Dahu said through gritted teeth.
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and three people walked in, two of them were police officers, and the other was the motorcycle driver who injured Ding Dahu. The driver was a young man in his twenties who looked very energetic.
Seeing the motorcycle driver, Ding Dahu suddenly became excited and pointed at the motorcycle driver: "You bastard... just wait for me, I will never let you go..."
The motorcyclist had a sullen face and said nothing.
A middle-aged policeman waved his hand towards Ding Dahu: "Comrade, calm down and listen to what I have to say."
"Comrade police, you must not let that motorcycle driver go. He was the one who knocked me away. Fortunately, I was lucky... otherwise I would be lying in the morgue now..." Ding Dahu said angrily.
The middle-aged policeman frowned: "Comrade, according to our on-site investigation, we also interviewed many witnesses... It was confirmed that you were jaywalking in violation of traffic rules. The motorcycle driver was driving normally and was not speeding.
You occupy the road, so the responsibility for the accident lies with you."
"What? The responsibility lies with me?" Ding Dahu became anxious when he heard this: "How can you, a policeman, talk? I am the victim!"
"It's useless to get angry. The responsibility for the accident does lie with you. According to the traffic law, the motorcycle driver does not need to compensate you," the middle-aged policeman said.
"That's nonsense!" Ding Dahu shouted loudly: "He hit me like this, and he still doesn't compensate me... Absolutely impossible!"
"Don't worry, according to the traffic law, the motorcycle driver does not need to pay you any compensation, but the driver is willing to help you advance the medical expenses." The middle-aged policeman said.
"He was the one who injured me. Of course he has to pay for my medical expenses in advance. In addition to the medical expenses, he also has to pay me mental compensation..." Ding Dahu said with his eyes widened.
The middle-aged policeman curled his lips and said: "Comrade, I just told you very clearly that the responsibility for the accident lies entirely with you. The motorcycle driver is willing to advance your medical expenses, which is already the most benevolent thing. As for the mental compensation you mentioned,
, completely unreasonable request..."
"What an unreasonable request! He hurt me and he needs to pay me compensation!" Ding Dahu shouted.
"Comrade, let me tell you one last time. The entire responsibility for the accident lies with you. The motorcyclist does not need to give you any compensation at all. If you are not convinced, you can go to court and sue the motorcyclist, but I don't think you have any chance of winning.
...Okay, I've said all that needs to be said, you can recover well." After saying that, the middle-aged policeman left.
Another policeman and the motorcycle driver also left the ward.
"I'm so angry... I'm so angry..." Ding Dahu's face turned blue with anger: "I won't just let this matter go... I definitely won't let it go..."
"Hey, Mayor Ding, why are you so angry?" A man's voice came from the door.
Ding Dahu looked up and frowned immediately. There were two men standing at the door, one was Ma Xiaoyao and the other was Kong Liang. If there were people in this world that Ding Dahu didn't want to see, Ma Xiaoyao would definitely be ranked first.
, Ding Dahu hated Ma Xiaoyao to his core.
Ma Xiaoyao walked into the ward, put a bag of fruits on the cabinet, and then looked at Ding Dahu with a concerned look on his face: "Chief Ding, what is going on? You are so good, why did you get into a car accident?
Woolen cloth?"
"Yes... Chief Ding, you are so good, why did you get into a car accident?" Kong Liang also asked aloud.
Ding Dahu twisted his lips: "It's me who is unlucky."
"You are indeed unlucky. No one else had a car accident, but you got into a car accident. It's not unlucky." Ma Xiaoyao nodded.
"Has the driver been caught?" Kong Liang asked.
"The driver who caused the accident did not escape at all." Ding Dahu's wife Chen Juan sighed: "The police just came over and said that the entire responsibility for the accident lies with Dahu. The driver was driving normally and does not need to bear any responsibility..."
"Why do you talk so much!" Ding Dahu glared at Chen Juan fiercely.
Chen Juan immediately shut her mouth. She was still more afraid of Ding Dahu.
"How could this happen? Mayor Ding, why are you solely responsible? What happened?" Ma Xiaoyao asked in surprise.
Ding Dahu's face twitched: "It's all over. I don't want to mention it anymore. Secretary Ma, thank you for coming to see me today... I'm a little tired and want to rest. Please come back." After saying that, Ding Dahu closed his eyes.
Eyes, no longer pay attention to Ma Xiaoyao.
Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "Okay, Mayor Ding, you can rest peacefully and I'll come see you when I have time." After saying that, Ma Xiaoyao and Kong Liang walked towards the door of the ward.
After sending Ma Xiaoyao and Kong Liang away, Chen Juan began to complain about Ding Dahu: "They came to see you out of kindness, why are you so cold..."
"Hmph!" Ding Dahu snorted coldly: "What do you know? Do you think Ma Xiaoyao and Kong Liang are really here to see me? Let me tell you, they are just here to see my jokes!"
"You are overthinking it..." Chen Juan frowned.
"I didn't think too much about what Ma Xiaoyao was. I knew very well that he wanted me to be hit by a car and die!" Ding Dahu said angrily.
"Okay, don't get angry, or you'll get angry. I'll peel an apple for you to eat." Chen Juan reached out and picked up an apple from the cabinet and started peeling it.
…
After coming out of the ward, Ma Xiaoyao smiled: "This Ding Dahu... his injuries are not serious... his legs are all covered with plaster... I guess he won't get better in a while."
"He deserves it!" Kong Liang cursed: "If we didn't hit him to death this time, consider him lucky."
"Let's go to the doctor's office." Ma Xiaoyao walked towards the end of the corridor.
"Why are you going to the doctor's office?" Kong Liang asked doubtfully.
"Ask about Ding Dahu's injury." Ma Xiaoyao said with a smile.
In a short time, the two of them arrived at the doctor's office. The office was quite large and there were four doctors in the office at the same time.
"Who are you looking for?" a middle-aged doctor next to the door asked doubtfully.
"Hello, I would like to ask about Ding Dahu's condition in Ward 302. Is he okay?" Ma Xiaoyao asked politely.
The middle-aged doctor looked at Ma Xiaoyao and asked, "What is your relationship with Ding Dahu?"
"Friend, very good friend, doctor, is Ding Dahu okay?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
The middle-aged man shook his head: "The injury is not serious... Ding Dahu's legs are severely fractured, and it will take a long time to heal... Even after healing, it is estimated that walking will be affected to a certain extent, and Ding Dahu's head is also damaged.
Mild concussion..."
"Then... how long will it take for Ding Dahu to be discharged from the hospital?" Ma Xiaoyao continued to ask.
"It's hard to say... It mainly depends on the extent of Ding Dahu's physical recovery. It is estimated that it will take at least three months before he can be discharged from the hospital... After being discharged from the hospital, he will need to rest at home for a period of time. If he wants to recover and get out of bed and walk normally, it will take at least one month.
More than a year." The middle-aged doctor said.
Ma Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows: "More than a year? So, doesn't Ding Dahu not be able to work in the short term?"
"That's for sure. If people are injured like this, why talk about work?" The middle-aged man curled his lips: "Making money is important, but good health is even more important."
"Yes, yes, doctor, you are right, health always comes first..." Ma Xiaoyao smiled and said: "Doctor, please do your work, I will leave first." After that, Ma Xiaoyao led Kong
