Chapter 397 Li Yuanlang Is Sick
"Brother, don't say it so harshly. It's what we deserve."
Dachengzi said confidently: "The place where the treasure is hidden is on our construction site, so we should get a share of it, right?"
"Alas!" Mo Yougen sighed, "I already asked for 10% of the benefits from the Wu family, and he agreed. Besides, last time we dug behind people's backs, didn't tell anyone who died, and made too much noise.
, the Wu family has paid attention and sent people to monitor us secretly. If we make any noise, we will be discovered."
There is another point that Mo Yougen did not mention, which is that Wu Yinghao is too capable and will deal with people regardless of their feelings if he offends him.
Mo Yougen was wary of this.
"Brother, to tell you the truth, I know there is a cave entrance on the mountain, which is another way to the cave."
"Really?" Hearing this, Mo Yougen slowly put down the golden Buddha, resting his chin on his hand and keeping silent. He was weighing whether the risk was worth taking.
Dachengzi couldn't help but excite: "Brother, there are so many boxes, but I haven't counted them. No one knows if one or two are missing. Think about it, a small golden Buddha is so valuable, what if..."
Mo Yougen waved his hand to stop him, leaned forward, and kept a very close distance to Dachengzi, almost touching him.
He whispered: "The fewer people know about this, the better."
"Don't worry, I have already found two people. They have worked with Captain Jin in the past and have rich experience. If you can't trust them, then come here..." Dachengzi made a sinister face and made a hand gesture.
Knife falling gesture.
"Since you have already thought about it, let's do it according to your wishes. You must do this quickly and be careful not to be discovered."
Dachengzi was so confident that he slapped his hands loudly.
Mo Yougen touched his thick black hair and said with emotion: "Good things must be shared. We can't starve ourselves to death at the steamed bun shop."
"Brother, what you said makes so much sense." Dachengzi extended his thumb and flattered him at the right time.
"You can do it, kid. I won't forget your benefits when things are done. Just go ahead."
After Dachengzi left with satisfaction, Mo Yougen lit a cigarette, picked up the small golden Buddha, looked at it and said to himself: "Buddha, bless me with luck and fortune. If things come to pass, I will definitely give you a statue."
A big golden body is placed in the temple and worshiped every day, and the incense is constantly burning."
Li Yuanlang was ill and had a severe headache. He couldn't hold on any longer and called Chen Yudong.
Since he failed to become deputy secretary, Chen Yudong originally planned to find another high-level position and spend the rest of his time working under Wang Runhua in the Propaganda Department of the County Party Committee.
But when he thought about it, he had a good personal relationship with Wang Runhua, and it was based on a relationship other than a superior-subordinate relationship.
Once his status changed, he couldn't guarantee whether it would remain the same as before.
Although people move dead trees and move them back to life, it still depends on whether the tree can adapt to the soil.
Just forget it and just hang out. You'll just hang around until you retire anyway.
So for a while, his mood was not as high as before, and he no longer paid attention to Li Yuanlang.
When he received a call from Li Yuanlang asking him to come quickly, Chen Yudong deliberately delayed and waited for a while before knocking on Li Yuanlang's door.
"Come in, come in." Listening to Li Yuanlang's voice, it was very difficult for him to speak.
Chen Yudong felt bad and quickly opened the door and walked in.
I saw Li Yuanlang lying on the couch, pressing his temples with both hands, his face pale and his expression painful.
"Secretary Li, what's wrong with you?" Chen Yudong stepped forward to check, a little at a loss.
"I have a severe headache. Go buy me some painkillers. You should be fine once you take them." After Li Yuanlang finished speaking, he continued to squeeze his temples.
"How can this work!" Chen Yudong's reaction was not slow. He immediately took out his mobile phone and called 120 emergency number.
Ten minutes later, the 120 ambulance quickly drove into the county party committee compound with its whistle honking and stopped at the door of the building.
It's now past ten o'clock in the morning, and it's not yet time to get off work.
Many people in the building craned their necks to look down, wondering who was suffering from a sudden illness. They alerted 120. The condition must be serious.
Zuo Jiang was writing in the office when he heard the siren of the ambulance. Like everyone else, he opened the window and looked down.
Just in time to see Li Yuanlang lying on a stretcher, Chen Yudong directed the medical staff to put the stretcher in the car.
Li Yuanlang is sick?
Zuo Jiang felt that the matter was serious and immediately called Chen Yudong to ask.
After receiving a positive reply, Zuo Jiang rushed directly to Zhu Fangjue's office without any delay.
  At this moment, Zhu Fangjue was listening to the lectures of the old leader Shen Zheng.
Shen Zheng was very angry. Sui Fengnian, the county magistrate's secretary, suddenly disappeared. Such a big thing, Zhu Fangjue didn't even give a damn. Do you still have the municipal party committee in your eyes? Do you have me as the municipal party secretary?
Zhu Fangjue apologized repeatedly. He actually had a sense of luck. If Sui Fengnian was found soon, or if he was not missing but could not be contacted temporarily, he might show up soon.
Only now did he know that the matter was serious. There was no news about Sui Fengnian for nearly two days and two nights. What else could he be if he wasn't missing?
But it's too late to report to superiors now, so it's better to wait and see.
It would be better if you find it during this period. If you can't find it, you'll be scolded.
However, his sense of luck did not last long before Shen Zheng's call came in.
He was scolded all over the place and even used curse words in his words.
Apart from admitting his mistake, Zhu Fangjue just enjoyed the harsh scolding.
After Shen Zheng finished getting angry, finished giving instructions, and hung up the phone angrily, Zhu Fangjue's chubby face was still sweating at first, but after he thought about it carefully, he smiled instead.
Why is he laughing? Is there something wrong with his brain?
Of course not. Zhu Fangjue believed that Shen Zheng was furious with him, but it showed that Shen Zheng did not regard him as an outsider and still trusted him as always.
The fact is that the more polite and respectful your boss is to you, he is actually alienating you.
It is the turn of the people who are close to you to speak directly without hiding anything. If you can say good or bad things to you, it means that you are nothing more than nothing.
There is a saying that beating means kissing and scolding means loving. It is applicable to couples and close relatives in the officialdom.
Just when Zhu Fangjue was giggling, Zuo Jiang opened the door and walked in without even saying hello to his secretary. Zhu Fangjue was startled, and his face immediately became unhappy.
"Why are you barging in like that? You can't knock on the door."
Zuo Jiang didn't care. He came closer and said, "Secretary Zhu, Li Yuanlang is sick. The ambulance has sent him to the county hospital."
"Oh?" Zhu Fangjue was surprised and asked quickly: "When did it happen?"
"Just now, I saw the ambulance taking him away with my own eyes." Zuo Jiang subconsciously pointed out the window.
Zhu Fangjue tapped the table lightly, thought for a while and gave instructions, "Director Zuo, you immediately go to the county hospital to supervise the formation in person and ask Li Kuan to organize the best medical experts to consult with Li Yuanlang. The best medicine must be used.
Cure Li Yuanlang’s illness as soon as possible so that he can recover as soon as possible.”
Zuo Jiang agreed, and just as he was about to walk out, he was stopped by Zhu Fangjue, "Contact me anytime if you have any problems. If you can't solve it, I will coordinate."
"I understand, Secretary Zhu."
In fact, Li Yuanlang only had a temporary headache, and his condition was not serious. It was closely related to his overuse of his brain and lack of rest.
All you need to do is take medication and get a lot of rest, there is no need to go all out.
But as soon as Zuo Jiang arrived, he immediately organized all the expert doctors from the county hospital to hold a condition analysis meeting.
At the meeting, Zuo Jiang focused on Li Yuanlang's identity and emphasized that Secretary Zhu of the county party committee attached great importance to this matter.
The entire hospital is required to take action to cure Li Yuen Long's headache.
As the director of the county hospital, Li Kuan naturally did not dare to slack off.
On behalf of the entire hospital, he expressed his determination to use the best medical skills, the most advanced equipment, and the most effective drugs to ensure good treatment and give a satisfactory explanation to the county committee.
Next, in the disease consultation, neurology, neurosurgery, general internal medicine, general surgery, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular departments, emergency medicine, critical care medicine, etc., even the director of the facial features department participated.
The facial features are all on the head, and the pain in the head is unprepared to be related to the facial features. He deserves to participate in the consultation.
Everyone was talking at the meeting and expressing their opinions.
They all analyzed their secretive skills, fearing that if they didn't speak up, Li Kuan would think that Secretary Li wasn't paid enough attention to.
Zuo Jiang listened carefully, picked out useful content and recorded it so that he could report to Zhu Fangjue.
The heads of experts in various subjects, you and I, just tell each other that everyone should speak less, it will take a long time, not to mention there are many people who are eloquent and good at speaking, and it is common to talk for hours.
Unconsciously, this meeting has been going on for more than two hours, and a decent treatment plan has not yet been produced.
Chapter completed!