This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 408 People Must Be Taken Away
With this discovery, Du Heng's hands and feet trembled with excitement.

I really didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected surprise on the day before the Chinese New Year.

What is a monthly income of 20, what seems to be nowhere in sight [-], is not a problem now, even according to the current promotion standard of the system, it is not a dream for oneself to earn a million or tens of millions a year.

And this is not the most important thing, he wants the rewards later, he wants to see what the rewards of the ENT department are, and he wants to see the difference between the so-called 'specialization in medicine' and the medicine properties he understands now.

I also want to see, after these rewards are over, what kind of rewards will the system still have, and whether the system will allow itself to overcome all diseases, even terminal illnesses.

And thinking of this, he suddenly became very interested in the idea that Liao Quansheng put forward some time ago.

Suddenly, I wanted to contact Lawyer Zhou and Liao Quansheng, and this idea became stronger and stronger.

Du Heng knew that he should calm down and not be so excited, or even impulsive. After taking a deep breath, he tried hard to suppress his restless mood.

But when he thought that making a million dollars a month was not a dream, how could he suppress his agitation, and he was so impulsive that he wanted to shout out loud.

Looking at the people in the hall, Du Heng turned around and walked to his office. There was only one thought in his mind, he couldn't lose his composure, and he couldn't lose his composure in front of the public.

Quickly returning to his office and closing the door, Du Heng clenched his fists excitedly and excitedly.

Such excitement lasted for almost 5 minutes before it gradually eased down.

Returning to his seat, he took two sips of the almost cold tea, and the restlessness in his heart was completely suppressed.

Just at this time, the door of the office was pushed open, and Gong Daoyang walked in with a tired face.

Du Heng looked at the tired Gong Daoyang, and quickly got up to help him get a glass of water, "Brother Gong, what's wrong with you? You also went to fight the fire?"

Gong Daoyang finally drank the mineral water mixed with cold water, "I didn't go to fight the fire." Then he sat down on the sofa and took off the hat on his head.

Du Heng took another glass of water and put it in front of Gong Daoyang, and asked suspiciously, "Then why did you go, why are you so tired?"

"Hey, although I didn't go to fight the fire, I did the same thing." Gong Daoyang leaned softly on the sofa, "We went to Zhaojiawa and other villages in Houshan to help the villagers transfer."

"Isn't it that it didn't burn out, what happened to it?"

Gong Daoyang rolled his eyes, "It's easy for you to say, the burn has not passed now. But when the burn passes and transfers, do you think there will still be time?"

As he spoke, he sighed, "The other side of the mountain is full of grass, burning up against the ground, and there is snow on the ground, so the burning is slower. But on the back side of the mountain, it is full of trees, and the fallen leaves on the ground are almost half a meter thick. Yes, as long as there is a little spark, believe it or not, it will burn directly to the foot of the mountain in less than 3 minutes?
At that time, not to mention transferring large pieces of property, even people will not be able to escape. "

Du Heng knew that he was being superficial, so he quickly shut up, not daring to question Gong Daoyang's work.

Gong Daoyang just wanted to vent his anger on what he did just now, but that's not too much.

Transferring the villagers' belongings is a must.If it weren't for the people in Wangjiazui who descended from the sky like magic soldiers and cut off the fire from above, who would know if the fire would burn to the back mountain.

After resting for a while, Gong Daoyang asked Du Heng, "Where are Ma Yuanhai and his son? Are they still in the hospital?"

Du Heng knew whether it was time to come or he came. He nodded and said, "Here, Ma Yuanhai is having difficulty breathing and is still receiving oxygen. His son is not a serious problem. He is staying with Ma Yuanhai in the ward."

Gong Daoyang picked up the hat beside him and put it on again, sighed and said, "Take me there, I'll check the situation."

Du Heng also stood up and asked carefully, "Will people take it away?"

"According to what you said, Ma Yuanhai may not, but his son must be taken away."

"Will you go to jail?"

Gong Daoyang walked out slowly, and said in a low voice, "Whether to go to jail or not depends on the attitude of the township and the Forestry Bureau. But detention is certain, and fines are also certain."

Du Heng also sighed silently, followed Gong Daoyang's footsteps out of the office, and then walked to the front to lead the way, "Then how much is the fine?"

"According to the people from the Forestry Bureau just now, it is conservatively estimated that the starting point is [-], and the comrades from the Forestry Bureau should go to the field to investigate the specifics."

[-] yuan is a lot of money for a family with a formal job, let alone a migrant worker who is just going to work in the city.

Calculated according to the current general salary in Jinzhou, the monthly salary of a person is more than 3000, which is quite good, but that's it, that's the income for a year without eating or drinking.

Du Heng sighed, Ma Yuanhai is from their village, but he has been going to school and work outside, and Ma Yuanhai's family is also working outside all year round, so they are not very familiar with each other.

But from the elder brother's words, it can be heard that their family is just ordinary migrant workers.

Ma Yuanhai works as a security guard, his wife works as a cleaner at the XX Military Region Hospital, and his son just graduated this year. How much savings can the family have?

But who is to blame?

"Brother Gong, after finishing this work, can we rest today?"

"Take a break, when have you ever seen us take a rest during the holidays?" Gong Daoyang looked depressed, "It's the Chinese New Year, and all the monsters and ghosts who hang around outside are back.

Those who smoke cigarettes, drink alcohol, gamble, steal chickens, steal sheep, or steal other people's wives while drunk, all of them are fucking bad things. "

Du Heng thought about it, why had he never heard of what Gong Daoyang said after living for so many years?
"You're exaggerating, Brother Gong. I've lived in Zhonghu for almost 30 years. How come I've never heard of such a thing? Is our Zhonghu such a mess?"

Gong Daoyang glanced at Du Heng with a mocking look, "Did you think too much of your folks? You forgot about Duteng Duda from your old Du's family years ago? Street slipper, messing around, Smoking, which one is less?"

Du Heng was at a loss for words and could not find anything to refute Gong Daoyang.

After being taken to the ward, Du Heng explained a few words to the nurse, and then left.

He usually doesn't get involved in such things, and it's not his turn to get involved. He went downstairs to find Du Ping, and saw that Du Ping was holding an empty mineral water bottle in his hand, which contained a familiar ointment. Speechless, "Brother, you don't need to take this thing. I'll get you as much as you want."

Du Ping glanced at Du Heng, and screwed the cap on the mineral water bottle, "I'm counting on you? I might as well count on the dog. When did you bring these things for the family? I'll prepare some now, in case someone gets burned at home, don't worry." You and I can use it right away."

Du Heng just shut up, he felt that the elder brother's mood was a bit wrong today, and he would definitely change and clean himself up within a few words.

I called Dong Yuezhang and asked his driver to take me home again.

When he got home, Du Heng didn't let the driver make a trip in vain, and asked his sister-in-law to take a box of packaged meat from the refrigerator to take back.

"Okay, you're done with your work, then hurry up and clean up the house. The rooms on both sides are cleaned up. You can't use the broom until the third day of junior high school." The sister-in-law loudly started to make arrangements while making dumpling stuffing. manual labor.

Everyone in the family, big and small, took the initiative to pick up the tools, and no one dared to be lazy. Even the eldest brother Du Ping went to the backyard with the iron fork and began to prepare fodder for the sheep.

"Hurry up and sweep, don't be lazy. After sweeping, you have to paste couplets, hang lanterns, and make dumplings. Hurry up." Seeing that everyone was about to start, my sister-in-law arranged for the rest of the work.

Thirty are you busy today?

Du Heng felt very free. If it wasn't for the noon event, he felt that the work he was doing now would have been done long ago, and he might already be sitting on the kang making dumplings and watching TV at the same time.

But is it really idle?
No, it seems that since I opened my eyes in the morning, I have been working without touching the ground, but what kind of work did I do? Thinking about it now, it seems that I didn’t do anything.

When everything was done and they could finally sit down and make dumplings together, Du Heng's cell phone began to bombard with information.

It was only at this moment that Du Heng knew how many people he had met this year.

However, most of the messages sent are all gimmicky, either full of stars, or the appearance of fireworks and firecrackers, nothing new or creative.

If you still keep the news from last year, you will find that everyone just changed last year's date to this year's time.

And there are very few people who are very shameless, and the things are pasted and copied, and then sent directly.

And how careless is it?

It's just that he (she) didn't notice that the message contained the name of the person who sent him the message.

Seeing such information, it is really dumbfounding.

Du Heng received such a message, and then he called directly, "Wei Kaida, do you want some Bilian?"

"The surname is Du, what do you mean? Don't force me to kill you if you celebrate the Chinese New Year."

"Where did you face me? Did the message you just sent was a group post?"

"You don't care if I send it in groups, it's a blessing and a heart."

"Brother, show some face and see whose name is in the message you sent? Also, I want to know one thing right now, have you sent it to your Tingting, has she asked you, this week Who is Na?"

"Fuck me."

Listening to the directly hung up phone call, Du Heng laughed loudly, causing the nephews and nieces around him to laugh too.

But they didn't notice the slight embarrassment and loneliness in Du Heng's laughter.

Others at least have a girlfriend to explain, but I don't even have a hair.

(End of this chapter)