I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 453: Go see the world

Someone had filmed the incident at the entrance of Disneyland and posted it online. But just as the heat was building, Yan Shaohua, who was on high alert, spent money to suppress it, and in the end, it didn't make any waves.

No matter what the cause was, if it became a big deal, it would be a stain on Wang Yanzeng, and even more so on Yan Shaohua.

In a relationship dispute, no one can stay out of it. Internet traffic does not distinguish between good and evil. As a senior executive of a large company, news about him will affect the company's stock price. The opponent will never miss a good opportunity to add insult to injury, so he will spare no effort to spend money to suppress the popularity.

Resolving the matter quietly was a good thing for everyone, except Xia Shanglu.

If the incident becomes a hot topic and everyone is talking about it, then this brave policeman will reap huge benefits.

Of course, it is not on the hot search now, but there is a handwritten thank-you letter and a banner that Yan Shaohua specially sent to the Political Department, which is almost the same for Xia Shanglu.

There was also a bonus from the Sesame Open Door Foundation for Righteous Acts of Faith, which Xia Shanglu could not refuse and ended up donating it.

As a policeman, it is his duty to protect the people. It is a bit hot to take the bonus for bravery, Xia Shanglu does not need it. Anyway, he will not feel sorry for the money since it is given to others generously.

The people at Open Sesame are also very interesting. They submitted this news to a corner of the long-forgotten Jiangcheng Evening News where no one cared. Those who understand will understand.

Yan Shaohua is open and honest in his work, and he is also very particular about giving banners and thank-you letters. He must have made special inquiries before taking action.

Most people think that sending a banner to the media to report and take photos will make them happy. But in fact, the police are not interested in such staged photos. For their police system, staged photos have no practical use and are all empty talk.

Yan Shaohua was really touched by this, and with the support of Xia Shanglu's old leader, if nothing unexpected happened, Xia Shanglu could win a third-class individual merit. Of course, for this third-class merit, he almost lost one hand, and the credit was not easy to get.

A day later, in the Hand Surgery Department of Jiangcheng People's Hospital, Xia Shanglu was escorted by his old leader to undergo a check-up. It was almost noon when it was his turn.

In fact, Xia Shanglu didn't want to go through all the trouble, as he still trusted his sister. But when his old boss heard that he had asked his sister's senior brother at school to do the suture, he became very worried and insisted on taking him to the People's Hospital, which had a stronger hand surgery department, for another checkup.

There was an old policeman in their previous station who was slashed by a kitchen knife. The suture was not done well, which resulted in the amputation of a finger and the loss of most of the function of his hand.

Xia Shanglu's father had a life-long friendship with his old leader. When he heard that Xia Shanglu had done something heroic, the first thing he did was not to be happy, but to scold him.

When she heard that he had asked his sister to find a senior who had not yet graduated to do the suture, she panicked and scolded him for being stupid. If Xia Qingdai had asked the chief of surgery to do it through Liang, the old leader would not be so worried. But now he had found a graduate student, no matter how talented he was, it was hard to be reassured. She immediately found Dr. Zhang to re-examine.

The old leader was very concerned, so Xia Shanglu had to thank him and follow him.

"He took the knife with his bare hands to stop the crime, right?" Doctor Zhang picked up Xia Shanglu's medical record and took a look. He then said, "The suture was done in the emergency surgery department of the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangda University. Hmm, let me take a look."

He took Xia Shanglu's hand, looked at its color, felt its temperature, and said, "The wound is quite deep. Let me check the bleeding at the edge."

After saying that, he turned around and told a young doctor who looked like a student to make preparations. Xia Shanglu followed the other party into the treatment room for examination.

"Yes, there is a little blood at the end, the blood flow is through." Then Doctor Zhang asked Xia Shanglu to do a few hand movements, and then he was silent. "The one who sutured you was a regular doctor from the emergency surgery department of the affiliated hospital? Wasn't he the doctor on duty in their hand surgery department?"

Xia Shanglu said: "Yes. But everyone says he is very good at stitching."

"Doctor Zhang, is this good or bad?"

Doctor Zhang didn't answer and continued to ask: "Did you do it last night?"

"Yes."

"Well... it seems that there is no problem for the time being." Doctor Zhang was silent again, and then he stared at the computer screen and began to type into the computer. If it wasn't for an acquaintance who asked me to do this, I would have written a few checkup orders, but now... it's actually useless.

"Move your hands more, do more rehabilitation, and come back for a checkup in a few days. There's no big problem."

"Okay, thank you, Doctor Zhang. There's nothing serious wrong with the child's hand, right?"

"It looks good at the moment. Pay attention to the follow-up check." After writing the prescription, Doctor Zhang picked up the thermos cup containing wolfberries and took a sip.

"Look, leader, I told you it's okay." Xia Shanglu walked out of the director's clinic with his old leader, and said with a smile as he walked, "Last time Aunt Wang had a stomachache, she also asked Doctor Du to check her out."

"Ah, it's that kid. Jiangda's medical school is so strong now. Tsk!" The old leader sighed, patted Xia Shanglu on the shoulder and said with satisfaction, "The future is promising."

The examination results from the People's Hospital were very good. Both of them were in a relaxed mood and went to the parking lot chatting and laughing.

Because of his hand injury, Xia Shanglu was half disabled. He could no longer go out on field trips, so his commuting became very regular. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, he simply asked his boss for leave and used his accumulated annual leave. He wanted to go to Paris to watch the Chinese team's basketball game.

"Brother, are you serious? Going to Paris?" Xia Qingdai was surprised when she heard Xia Shanglu asked her to apply for a passport.

"This is a rare opportunity to rest, and you are about to have summer vacation. Don't you want to go for a walk?" Xia Shanglu looked up from the phone screen and smiled at his sister. "Your brother's books are in stock. I will take you to see the world."

Thanks to advanced technology, we can now use voice to type instead of just using our fingers.

Since he started writing books through voice, Xia Shanglu has opened the door to a new world. He found that voice is faster than typing, the amount of updates has increased, and his royalties have become visibly more generous.

Xia Qingdai thought about it and laughed: "Okay, then I'll ask Master for leave. In addition to Paris, I also want to go to London!"

"no problem."

This month, Xia Qingdai has ten songs given by Owen and a nocturne by Mozart, and Xia Shanglu's books are also in great demand. The Xia family's economic level is booming, and there is no need to worry about the mortgage. If you are lucky, you can pay off a large sum in advance, and the pressure is getting less and less. It is not impossible to go out and splurge during the summer vacation.

Xia Shanglu was a football fan, and watching the Olympic basketball games up close was very attractive to him. Xia Qingdai was very interested in Britain and wanted to go there very much. It can be said that the brother and sister hit it off immediately.