Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 83 Les Miserables

Ge Junfeng said: "That's right, how did you know about this?"

Xia Xiaoluo smiled lightly and said, "I heard that, how is this case?"

Ge Junfeng said: "The case is closed, and all the suspects have been arrested. This time, the person in charge of the manufacturer was mainly arrested, and the sales people were not touched, because the spread is too wide."

Xia Xiaoluo let out a seemingly calm "Oh", and finally let go of her heart that was hanging over Wang Dali.

Although he had inferred from the "Economic Daily" report that Wang Dali should be fine, but after all, he had not been confirmed, and now he has finally been confirmed by authority.

I also thought that Ge Junfeng was a rare resource. In the early 90s, when the market economy was not sound, it was impossible for entrepreneurs to make a success if they did not know a few friends from the public security department.

This Ge Junfeng is a good friend.

Xia Xiaoluo thought to herself, you are still too naive, there is a bigger "boss" behind you.

Ge Junfeng said: "Your IQ is definitely much higher than that of your peers, but you have to be careful in the future. If you mess with this group of people, there will be no good fruit to eat. If there is anything abnormal, you can call me immediately. That's right." BP machine number, you keep it!"

He pulled out a piece of paper from his notebook, wrote down a series of numbers and handed it to Xia Xiaoluo.

"Brother Ge, you still owe me a meal!" Xia Xiaoluo didn't take the note, he pulled the door and got out of the car. "I feel that with my skills, I can't do anything to these good-for-nothings. Since you can't hit them, then let them come. I'll help you cripple them."

After he got out of the car, he closed the car door with a bang, and said, "I believe, I will eat the meal you invited me intact!"

Left without looking back.

Ge Junfeng lit a cigarette, smoked it, and looked at Xia Xiaoluo's lonely back that was fading away, but it seemed to give him infinite strength.

Xia Jindong asked, "What business does Ge Junfeng want with you?"

"Hey, there are a few gangsters in the school who collect protection fees every day and harass their classmates. He came here to ask about the situation." Xia Xiaoluo let out a panic casually.

To let my father know that I have hurt others with my hands, what does this old man think, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

The two were just about to enter the compound of the Health Bureau when a trembling voice suddenly called out, "Comrade...comrade..."

Xia Xiaoluo turned her head and saw a person kneeling on the side of the road at the gate. She was startled, and the two got out of the car.

I saw that the man was in his fifties, his face was thin and dark, and he looked very old. His eyes were cloudy, as if he couldn't see anything. This was a very common cataract at that time.

Beside him was an old, dusty snakeskin bag with an enamel jar inside, and a pair of chopsticks poked through the bag to reveal it.

When he heard someone approaching, he moved his knees back and forth, and Chao Xia's father and son took a few steps, stretched out one hand, afraid that they would walk away, and said weakly: "Comrade, comrade, don't go. "

Xia Jindong hurried over, supported him and said, "Old man, don't panic, I won't leave, what's going on with you?"

The head of the old Feng in the reception room pursed his lips and said: "Hey, Director Xia, what happened, this person said that he is a barefoot doctor in Hedian Township, and now he is seriously ill and has no money to treat him. Anyone can see that Director Qian is not messing around."

Xia Jindong was furious and did not speak. The old head Feng in the reception room thought that Xia Jindong was very dissatisfied with the old man, so he rushed out and pointed at the old man: "Old man, let me tell you, what do you look like kneeling here all this time?" Let me tell you, this matter is not under our control, the health bureau is in charge of medical and health services, not the Poverty Alleviation Office!"

Xia Jindong's eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he said angrily to Old Feng Tu, "Shut up and watch your door."

When Old Feng saw that Ganqing flattered him on the horse's leg, he smiled embarrassingly and returned to the guard room.

Xia Jindong said softly, "Old man, is there something wrong with your leg?"

"The problem is not with the legs."

"Then old man, stand up, what do you want from our Health Bureau?" Xia Jindong said softly, "I am the deputy director of the Health Bureau, if you need anything, please tell me."

"Oh, it turned out to be the great leader! I have found someone." The old man said excitedly and respectfully, "I used to be a barefoot doctor in Hedian Township."

"Hedian Township, isn't Tian Fengcai's hometown." Xia Xiaoluo said in her heart.

"This is my medical record. It was opened by the No. 1 People's Hospital in the county." He tremblingly took out the medical record from his pocket and handed it to Xia Jindong, "My illness is liver cancer. I brought 1000 yuan from home, which is all my wealth. When I arrived in the county, I didn’t dare to stay in a hotel, didn’t dare to eat, I just ate dry food. Alas...it was all spent in a blink of an eye. The doctor said that I needed chemotherapy, and I had to pay 1000 yuan. How can there be any money? I am not asking for money for medical treatment, I am asking for some money to go home...waiting to die..."

Xia Jindong had a sad look on his face, and he said helplessly, "Old man, your situation is indeed pitiful, but we are not a social assistance organization here..."

Seeing the man's thin face distorted in pain, Xia Jindong no longer had the courage to speak, as if any prevarication seemed powerless.

A few drops of tears flowed from the cloudy eyes of the middle-aged man. He wiped the tears with his dirty cuffs, leaving a white mark on his dusty face. He took out another yellowed certificate and said: " Here's my medical certificate."

Xia Jindong took a look at it, and saw that the certificate read "Luoshui County Village Doctor, issued by Hedian People's Commune", and there was a one-inch black and white photo on it, showing a handsome young man in a Chinese tunic suit a little awkwardly. smile.

In any case, it was impossible to combine the handsome young man in the photo with the old man in front of him, and it was impossible to accept the fact that they were one person.

But a closer look reveals that they are indeed one person.

Xia Xiaoluo also feels pity in her heart, is it because the years are too ruthless, or the world is too indifferent.

Xia Xiaoluo knew that barefoot doctor was a term that appeared after the middle of the Cultural Revolution. It refers to rural medical personnel who generally have no formal medical training, still hold agricultural household registration, and are "half agricultural, half medical" in some cases.At that time, there were mainly three sources: one was a medical family; the other was a high school graduate with a little understanding of medical pathology; the third was some educated youth who went to the mountains and went to the countryside.

Barefoot doctors have made positive contributions to the urgent need of medical care and medicine in some rural areas of China.

Like the rural film projectionists, this group of people is a product of a special period. Under the condition of extremely backward material and cultural conditions, they went deep into the front line of the countryside and made great contributions, and they were once glorious.

However, when they complete their staged historical figures, they must withdraw from the stage of history.

They have no establishment and are not protected by the system. After making contributions to the country and the people, they are destined to be a forgotten group.

The old man's tears fell drop by drop into the soil, and disappeared in an instant.

He raised his head again and said: "Everyone has a face. Although I am poor, I still have a face. It's not that when I'm desperate, I won't take this step..."

Xia Jindong rushed to Xia Xiaoluo and said, "Go to the store across the street and buy some bread and water for this uncle, and I'll report to Director Qian in the bureau."

After talking, I went to the office building of the Health Bureau.

"Hmm..." Xia Xiaoluo ran to the opposite side to buy some meat floss bread and a bottle of drink.

The old man took the bread and said, "Good boy, thank you...you are a good baby."

After a while, Xia Jindong came down from the office road. He said sadly, "Oh... the bureau agreed to give 50 yuan."

It was hard for Xia Jindong to tell this cruel result to this poor man. Although he was already the deputy director, he still seemed powerless about many things.

The man sighed and thanked, "thank you anyway. Without you, I wouldn't even be able to get the 50 yuan, and I don't want to live anymore. I'm living to cause trouble to the world, but it hurts my high school student." Baby, the family will not have any income in the future, how will he live..."

Xia Xiaoluo suddenly thought of a possibility, and asked, "Old man, is your son Tian Fengcai?"

Even the man's cloudy eyes couldn't hide his surprise, he said: "How do you know... I am his father Tian Shengwen, people in the village call me Tian Wagua."

Xia Xiaoluo said in surprise: "Uncle, it really is your old man, I am Fengcai's classmate."

Xia Jindong was also taken aback. He only knew that Tian Fengcai's family was relatively difficult, but it was still an abstract concept. He couldn't accept such a real perception at the moment, and remembered that he was also a student from a poor family, and he knew the bitterness of it. , It caused his sad eyes, and the circles of his eyes were red.

At this time, many passers-by and people from the family hospital of the Health Bureau gathered here. They all felt sympathetic when they heard this touching story.

Xia Xiaoluo thought, how many children can go to high school in Hedian Township?Moreover, Tian Fengcai said before that his father had eye disease and hepatitis, but he didn't expect that the hepatitis turned into liver cancer in just two months.

Or maybe the disease had already deteriorated into liver cancer, and Tian Fengcai's father didn't know about it, or he didn't want to add psychological pressure to his son, so he didn't say it.

Xia Jindong took out his wallet, took out all the 100 yuan from it, and said, "Brother Tian, ​​my son and Tian Feng are good friends. I have seen your child before. He is such a good boy. You can't give up the treatment. This is a small thought, you take it first..."

Xia Xiaoluo also took out her wallet, took out 1000 yuan, and looked at Xia Jindong with a questioning look.

Xia Jindong nodded, and with his father's approval, he handed over the money to the old man, saying, "My name is Xia Xiaoluo, and Tian Fengcai is the best student in the county. He must be promising and his life will get better and better." Yes, you have to have confidence in the future."