Chapter 4 The Spring Breeze of Reform Blows All Over the Ground
"It's okay, it's just some flesh wounds. Don't touch me now. I'm going to faint in a moment. Please cooperate with my mother and act more realistically."
Wang Yaocheng grinned and took out half a brick from his lower back. The brick made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
After adjusting slightly and finding a comfortable position to lie down on the sand, Wang Yaocheng made a calming gesture to his elder brother to ease his excitement.
Big brother Wang Yaoyang: "..."
wait a moment
"My child, what's wrong with you? Wake up, don't scare mom! I won't live if you have a problem, wuwuwuwu..."
Her mother, Chen Xiulian, burst into tears with a tragic expression, 30% fake and 70% true, venting her suppressed horror emotions to her heart's content.
She is a mainstay actor in the city troupe. She entered the Peking Opera troupe to learn acting at the age of 13. Although she is only 46 years old, she has been engaged in acting career for 33 years. She is an absolutely powerful actor.
Such a tragic performance is easy to come by and very expressive.
Wang Yaocheng squinted his eyes, secretly raised his thumb to give his mother a thumbs up, and softly uttered two words: "Call the police."
The Xuefu Road police station near the block is not far away, so there is no need for family members to call the police. A neighbor has already called the police, and three police officers quickly rushed to the scene.
They saw that the scene was in a mess. In the corridor and on the piles of bricks and stones, there were spots of bright red and black blood. The young injured Wang Yaocheng was unconscious on the ground with his face covered in blood. His white short-sleeved shirt had been stained red with blood.
He fainted on the ground with his eyes closed, and his hands and feet were twitching unconsciously from time to time. Next to him, Chen Xiulian was crying sadly, which was very moving to see.
A shovel stained with blood was thrown aside, which was exactly the tool used in the murder.
Everything is clear and easy to connect.
The police were busy taking photos and collecting evidence, but before they could even ask a few questions, a blue and white ambulance with its siren lights flashing "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
There are several bright characters printed on the outside of the ambulance:
Huaizhou Xinmin Flour Mill.
The driver opened the door and came out. When he saw Wang Yaoyang, he was surprised and said hello: "Hey, Dayangzi, why are you here?"
The eldest brother Wang Yaoyang recognized the person who was coming. It was Liu Quanan, a comrade who retired from the army together. After returning, he was assigned to work as a driver in Xinmin Flour Mill.
Today is Sunday, Liu Quanan drives his work car out to make some extra money. This kind of thing is not new at all.
Today's hospitals are far less wealthy than those of later generations and can be equipped with sophisticated ambulances and a full set of medical equipment. Now it would be nice to have a vehicle to pull seriously ill patients to the hospital.
Even in Beijing, the yellow-faced vehicles of "Tianjin Daifa" or "Songhuajiang" are running all over the streets. The total number exceeds 60,000, commonly known as "locusts".
"It turns out it's the security! Don't even mention it. It's a shame to talk about this. Today, a group of brats came to my door and opened my brother's head. He was knocked unconscious." Wang Yaoyang felt helpless.
"This is really new. How could it be possible with you here? It's easy to deal with three or five people, but when it comes to fighting, you are the best." Liu Quan'an raised his thumb in admiration.
"I didn't know that this shit was happening. I spat for a while upstairs, but when I got downstairs, these bastards had already run away." Wang Yaoyang said with some frustration.
Liu Quanan became angry when he heard this. He pulled out a crowbar from under the driver's seat and said with a fierce voice: "Where are the people? Where have they gone? How about we drive to chase them, catch them back and slowly rectify them, and kill these green-skinned people?"
The shit out of the street gangsters will be beaten out."
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"Ahem!"
Hearing the two of them talking more and more outrageously, his father Wang Guodong couldn't help coughing twice to show his presence:
If I don't say a few words, will you make a hole in the sky?
"Uncle, you are here too." Liu Quan'an grabbed his hair in embarrassment and quietly hid the crowbar behind his back.
"If I hadn't been here, you might have caused some trouble. You are all in your twenties and have been trained in the army. Where did you get such enthusiasm? None of you are worried."
"Uncle, this is what you taught me."
"The people from the police station are already here. You don't need to interfere in the affairs here."
After thinking for a while, he felt that the tone of his words was a bit harsh. His father Wang Guodong softened his tone and said, "Thank you for your concern about family matters. I will come over to play at home when I have time in the future. Now it is better to send Yaocheng to the hospital quickly."
"Oh! Yes, yes..."
Several people struggled to carry Wang Yaocheng into the ambulance, and a police officer from the police station also followed him to the hospital, mainly to grasp the severity of the injured first-hand.
Suddenly, the shovel came down and hit the head. It bled a lot, but it wasn't a big deal. The police at the police station saw it a lot.
The key is the unconscious twitching of the injured, which made the experienced police attach great importance to it:
Now the perpetrator must be caught first, and then it depends on the circumstances, which is the usual approach.
The injured showed symptoms of unconscious convulsions, and the minimum was a mild concussion. If it was serious, it was difficult to say. Any situation could occur, and it fully met the standards for filing a hooligan crime.
The human brain is the most delicate organ. No one can say it well without being a professional. It is not uncommon for people to become idiots all of a sudden.
If the injured person wakes up immediately after arriving at the hospital, and can ask the doctor to suture him for a few stitches before he can return, then the following things will be easy to do:
The police just tried to mediate between the two parties and asked the perpetrator to pay some compensation, which could be used as medical expenses and nutritional expenses. That was all, and the matter could be settled for at most two hundred yuan.
The captured murderer can be released at the scene if someone hands him a note. If it doesn't matter, he can be detained for a few days and a case record is kept.
If the injured person is persistently unconscious and has symptoms of nausea and vomiting, he must be hospitalized. This is the case for the injured Wang Yaocheng.
Hmm! It’s more serious.
At the very least, it was a concussion, which was a case of serious consequences and met the standards for filing a case.
As for what serious consequences it will cause, the police at the police station cannot say, and it remains to be observed later.
The most serious injuries may leave various sequelae, such as crooked nose, mouth, or idiots, amnesia, and inability to take care of themselves, etc., all of which are troublesome.
Either there is congestion or edema in the head, which requires further hyperbaric oxygen chamber treatment, or it leads to the loss of one or more body functions, resulting in disability, the consequences will be even more serious, and each of them can add up to more
Several years in prison.
Therefore, injuries on the head are the most troublesome.
Even after the injured person regained consciousness, there was no major problem during the examination. He said that he often suffered from dizziness and nausea, as well as tinnitus, loss of balance, and partial memory loss. He might have to stay in the hospital for a month or two or even longer.
What instrument can be used to check it?
Can you pat your chest and say it's okay?
Not to mention the police and doctors don't dare to take this guarantee. If something happens, who will bear the responsibility?
In this case, if the police do nothing, they will be held accountable. Even if someone says hello, it will be useless. They must be dealt with seriously.
incident scene
Dad Wang Guodong did not go with him to the hospital. Instead, he quietly said a few words to the leading police officer and pointed in the direction of Ma Guangyuan's home...
This side
There was a single-head siren mounted on the roof of the ambulance, which screamed "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
In 1991, the spring breeze of reform was blowing everywhere, and the enthusiastic atmosphere for doing business swept across the country. The national restlessness formed the first wave of going overseas, and people were impetuous.
As reform advances to the deep-water zone, new situations and new problems are encountered in the development process. There are no precedents to follow, and they need to be gradually improved during reform and development.
The top leaders of the central government put forward the call to "cross the river by feeling for the stones". The spring breeze of reform blew through China, including the army, the government and all the people engaged in business, causing ripples one after another.
In the military, the "tertiary industry" has been vigorously developed, and countless companies have emerged to compete in the business world.
In the government, each functional department also has the task of operating and generating income. The beginning is "economic benefits" and the end is "attracting foreign investment, developing the economy, seizing opportunities, operating and generating income..."
This was a period of passionate development, and it was also a chaotic period in which old and new systems collided, and many laws and regulations were not perfected.
The ambulance rushed into the Huai Medical Affiliated Hospital with the siren on. Doctors in white coats came forward to receive treatment. The unconscious Wang Yaocheng was carried into the emergency room on a stretcher.
Outside the emergency room
Chen Xiulian walked back and forth uneasily, leaning against the window to look inside from time to time. Her worries and guilty feelings were intertwined, making it difficult for her to sit down.
The middle-aged policeman who came with her was named Luo Gensheng. When he saw the situation, he comforted her and said: "Sister Chen, based on my experience, your son will be fine. His body is very good. As long as he wakes up, he will be fine."
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"Really, can you guarantee it?"
"Uh..." Policeman Luo Gensheng was speechless. He really couldn't guarantee this.
"Sister Chen, I can understand your mood. Things have already happened. There is no point in rushing. We all hope to develop in a good direction."
"I hope the police station can severely punish the murderer and seek justice for our small town."
"Please rest assured that this is our job. In view of the serious nature of the matter, none of them can escape. My colleagues have already started to take action." What Luo Gensheng said was not false.
The call came from the intercom on the belt of the police uniform. The "sizzling" sound of the electricity was very loud. You could roughly hear that the four people involved had been arrested and had been brought to the police station.