Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh a good family
Wang Xuanzhen stared at the person interrogating opposite him with his eyes blank.
"In the face of absolute interests, what is love? Father, son, mother and daughter have a property against the court, brothers and sisters become enemies, comrades may also pull you to block bullets in order to survive." The policeman looked at Wang Xuanzhen, which was quite real.
"Do you think your case can be measured by the word "kindness"? One is dead and the other is broken, and you have given it a leniency. If we put the certification and physical evidence in court, you will
You have to offend the first time. There is a saying that you die early and reincarnate early. You may not die, but life expectancy, and fifteen years of life can be the same concept? You can measure it yourself."
The interrogator patted Wang Xuanzhen's handcuffed arms and stood up and was about to leave. Wang Xuanzhen thought for a while and asked, "I have a co-camp. Can you decide the case if you ran away at that time if you didn't catch this?"
"Swish" the policeman looked down at Wang Xuanzhen on the bed and smiled: "Who said he ran away?"
"Hmm?" Wang Xuan was really stunned.
The police continued to laugh and said, "The dead don't need to be sentenced or interrogated. Isn't that a waste of money? The taxpayer will say that we are exhausted and the people are hurting money. Now you are the only one left, so we came to ask questions. Do you understand?
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"Bang" the police closed the door and left.
Wang Xuan was stunned for a few minutes before muttering: "Impossible, this is impossible... You are cheating me, how could Lao Xiang die? No one will die.
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Xiang Que was not dead. He woke up after falling into a coma in the health center in Ma'an Village for a day and a night. At least two times during this day and a night, the village doctor, Old Man Jiang, discussed the Cao family's grandchildren and grandson, asking them to send people to the county.
When you go to the hospital, you can either send it directly to the crematorium.
During this day, Xiang Que had more air vents and less air intake. Once, there was even a cardiac arrest. The high fever never subsided, and the dripping water could not stop one after another.
The wound has been treated with anti-inflammatory treatment, but there are still symptoms of infection. Even the village doctor, Old Man Jiang, didn't know that there was still a bullet in his patient's head that had not been taken out.
"Just as he has a high fever, I want to spread an egg on him when I haven't eaten at night. It will definitely be cooked. Brother Cao, what is the value of such a person? Ninety percent
Nine people can't survive," Old Man Jiang sighed and said, "You Cao family are all kind-hearted. My son was broken one leg to save people. His daughter-in-law was stunned for two years.
It's because I haven't got a share of the work. My grandson is very smart and almost twenty years old. My partner is not here yet. Your family is so poor, but it's good that you keep doing things. What do you think you are trying to do?”
"Haha, just be at peace, just be at peace, there are not many things to do," said Lao Cao, sitting at the door of the health center, smoking a cheap cigarette and laughing dryly.
"Grandpa, have some food. You have been here for more than a day." Cao Haoran brought two steamed buns and a green onion from home and handed them over.
Old man Jiang looked at the supper that the Cao family's grandchildren had speechlessly and said, "Let's go, go back to the house with me to have something to eat. The chickens and mushrooms I stewed at home today, and there is still a bottle of Lao Bai dry. I haven't drunk anyway, anyway, we
Go and drink some, wait while drinking, maybe you will die after a meal of wine.”
"That's so embarrassing." Grandpa scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
"I'm convinced you, I'm so stupid that I'm so stupid, it's so real." Old man Cao from the village said angrily: "Don't be polite, I don't want to do anything else just for a word. It's rare for a good person. Let's go and come with your grandson.
Let's have something together"
Just in the bathroom where the water was short, Old Man Jiang's wife put up the table and served food to greet the Cao family's grandparents and grandchildren.
In Ma'an Village, the Cao family's popularity has always been recognized as good. Why?
Because no one in this family has bad intentions from old age to young people, they are all honest and good people. If anyone has trouble, they can help them. Even if there is something wrong in the village, their family will suffer.
People don’t fight, so after a long time, although Lao Cao’s family has been living a tight life, none of the villagers in Ma’an Village hate them.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, a bottle of Lao Baigan drank, and the two old men were a little confused and sat at the table chatting.
Cao Haoran sat on the stool in front of the hospital bed, leaning on his chin and staring at Xiang Que who was still hanging water.
This young man was very concerned. After all, he saved it himself. If he died here, it would be a pity. If he didn't die, it would be a great thing.
"Haoran, you are touching his nose to see if you die?" Village doctor Old Man Jiang asked with a blurred look on his face.
"Oh, Mr. Jiang" Haoran stretched out two fingers to the patient's nose, and felt it carefully for a moment. Although his breathing was quite weak, he was not dead yet.
Haoranhu turned around and shook his head. Old Man Jiang said helplessly: "This young man's life is really hard. He is so injured and has not died yet. I don't know what luck he has in his first half of his life."
"Brother Jiang, then is this person still saved? It's been more than a day."
"If he can survive tonight, it's hard to say."
"Grandpa, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang..." Cao Haoran turned around in shock and said, "I woke up, I woke up."
"Ah?" Old Man Jiang jumped up from the table and walked to the hospital bed. The person on the bed woke up and blinked with his two blank eyes.
After a while, Old Man Jiang realized that he had a lower pulse for him first and then took out a stethoscope to listen.
"I'm so lucky, I'm really alive," Old Man Jiang said a little unbelievably.
One day and one night.
The corpses that the Cao family's grandchildren caught in the Yongding River finally woke up after a day and night of suffering, and their vital signs began to show signs of improvement.
"Are you okay?" Grandpa asked nervously.
"The fever has begun to subside, and the wound inflammation has been relieved. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be fine." Old Man Jiang patted Grandpa Cao's shoulder and said, "You Cao family have done another good thing. If this person hadn't been touched,
When you come to you, if you soak in the river for a while, the gods will not be able to save him even if they come."
"Haha, if you don't die, it's better if you don't die." Old man Cao smiled dryly, and there was an inexplicable joy in his words. He didn't want to ask for anything but wanted, but because he saved a life and was simple.
Happy.
What is a good person?
It is easy to write good words, but it is really difficult to do good people. It is definitely difficult to do one good thing occasionally, but it is definitely difficult to do it for the whole family to do it for a lifetime.
It is said that the Cao family lives a miserable life, but since Xiang Que was rescued yesterday, who can still tell the life of their Cao family in the future?
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