He Haizhen went to a day shift and helped someone else work on the night shift before handing over the shift to go home. When he passed by the emergency room in the hospital hall, he suddenly heard the chaos there. When he looked again, he saw a few drunken young men who helped one person in. It was Wu Fangge
"This guy! Could it be that he pretended to be drunk again tonight?" He Haizhen thought, but couldn't help but walk over under her feet.
Wu Fangge touched a big bag on his head, his skin was broken, and he was bleeding from his face. There were several parts of his arms that were bald, which looked quite scary, but according to He Haizhen's experience, it was not a big deal.
He Haizhen is familiar with the doctor on duty, so he helped Wu Fangge briefly bandage it, and got a hospital bed to let him lie down. It doesn't matter if he falls into the sewer, but he is mainly drunk.
After serving Wu Fangge, He Haizhen saw that the people who sent him were not much better, so he sent them away in a few words. He had to work harder and stay to take care of Wu Fangge.
Wu Fangge slept until midnight and felt thirsty. When he woke up, he opened his eyes and found himself lying on the hospital bed. He cursed: "Damn, it's not alcohol poisoning." When he looked at the bed, a young woman was lying on the edge of the bed and dozing off. She felt familiar. She was about to get out of bed and find water to drink, but the woman woke up and smiled sweetly at him and said, "You wake up, you better not move, you are injecting fluid."
Wu Fangge saw that this was He Haizhen. Thinking about how he pretended to be drunk last night, but today he was really drunk in front of her. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He smiled and said, "How could I come here?" After that, he looked at the hanging liquid bottle and said, "I'm so serious."
He Haizhen said angrily: "It's cheaper for you, that's glucose."
Wu Fangge patted his head and said, "I have never been so drunk before."
He Haizhen smiled and said, "This is retribution. Yesterday you pretended to be drunk, but today you were really drunk. Yesterday you pretended to fall into the ditch, but today you fell into the waterway. God is really open to his eyes."
Wu Fangge tried hard to recall that it seemed like this was the case, but the image was extremely unclear, and murmured to himself: "You really can't do bad things. This retribution comes as soon as possible."
He Haizhen snorted and said, "You wake up, you don't need to inject this liquid, otherwise it will be my fault to make you hyperglycemia." As he said that, he helped Wu Fangge pull out the infusion needle. When he pulled it out, he used some tricks. Wu Fangge couldn't help but frown.
Pulling out the needle, He Haizhen brought Wu Fangge a jar of boiled water. It was obvious that it had been cold before. At this time, the temperature was just in the mouth. Wu Fangge took it and Gudong Gudong and drank half of the jar. He Haizhen said, "Wait later to go to the toilet and evacuate the waste in the body. It's only past three in the morning, and you can rest for a while."
Wu Fangge said: "I'm so sorry, I want you to take care of me."
He Haizhen sighed and said, "What's the solution? You're not going to harm me again in the future."
Wu Fangge said: "As long as you no longer block my way, I will naturally not be detrimental to you."
He Haizhen said: "It's not the same as saying nothing?"
Wu Fangge smiled and wanted to change the topic. He turned his head and looked out the window. It was naturally pitch black. He said to He Haizhen: "Thank you for taking care of me. Why don't I take you home? It's quite dark outside." He said that
He Haizhen quickly stopped him and said, "Forget it, it's not a big deal. Who knows why you are trying to be so mean? Besides, I won't go back tonight. I'll just find a duty room later and just need to go there."
Seeing that she said this, Wu Fangge didn't force her, so he told her a few unnutritious gossips, and took her out on the excuse of going to the bathroom, and then uploaded her to sleep for a good night.
The next morning, Wu Fangge got up. After all, it was a hospital bed. It was not as comfortable as at home when he fell asleep. No one saw him. He found a place outside to eat breakfast and went back to the Red Army Academy.
Yesterday I threw my luggage into the house and I didn't care. Today I came here and it was a big eye-opener. It was a very good house that was ruined by little cockroaches. It was not an exaggeration to say it was a garbage dump. Moreover, the sludge on the floor seemed to have to be scraped clean with a knife.
"Why do I always encounter this? I have to clean up wherever I live. Once I have to clean up, I can't live for a few days." He lamented
No matter how much he complains, he still has to do things. He rolled up his sleeves and moved all the messy things in the house outside the house. It happened that today was a rare sunshine. Some furniture can also be seen. The little cockroach. This house is simply a combination of garbage dumps and grocery stores. There are all kinds of shabby furniture and waste paper shells. The most outrageous thing is that at least seven or eight girls underwear were found under the bed, and the sizes were different. It seems that this little cockroach has ruined good women in this house.
It took almost half a day to move out the things in the house, and it made Wu Fangge sweat. By the time he went out to eat, he bought some cleaning and repair tools and continued to do it.
Of course, he was not the only one in the yard. Seeing that he was working hard here, everyone came to inquire, especially those old men and ladies, who sometimes pretended to help. Among them, they also saw him fighting with the police in the yard yesterday, and they also tried to inquire about the news indirectly. Wu Fangge was naturally a misunderstanding, but he could not guarantee what he would be circulated in the end. Most of the anecdotes in the market were trained like this.
Wu Fangge fed a few buckets of water in the yard, oozed the floor of the room, and then sprinkled with laundry detergent. Just as he was about to brush the floor with the hard brush, a young man came into the gate of the yard. It was Zhou Guojiang. When he met, he smiled and said, "Little Angkor, are you busy?"
When Wu Fangge saw that it was him, he quickly put down his work and said, "It's you, come quickly... Oh, there is no place to ask you to sit down."
Zhou Guojiang was amused when he saw the scene and said, "Little Angkor, what are you doing with this big project?"
Wu Fangge said: "There is no good product at a cheap price. If this house is not cleaned up, it is impossible to live in it."
Zhou Guojiang looked up into the house and said, "It's really just that you put the matter in your hands first. Director Sun didn't see you in the morning and was angry. He asked you why you didn't go to work in the bureau and didn't ask for leave."
Wu Fangge said in confusion: "When I'm at work? Uncle Sun didn't say I'm going to go today. I thought yesterday's business was over."
Zhou Guojiang said: "I don't know what's going on. Anyway, Director Sun asked you why you didn't go to work in the bureau in the morning. I asked me to see you. He heard from Sister Li that you were drunk last night, but he gave us a good scolding."
Wu Fangge thought to himself, it seemed that it would be impossible to explain it clearly, so he put down his work and said, "Then let's go quickly, I think I need to explain it here."
Zhou Guojiang pointed to the room and said, "You don't lock the door."
Wu Fangge smiled and said, "What are you locking? At most, you just need to collect the rags."
At this time, an old man in the yard said, "Go and let's watch for you."
Wu Fangge turned around and thanked him, and went out with Zhou Guojiang.
When he arrived at the Public Security Bureau, Sun Hongbing was indeed not good. He tightly looked at it and took a contract letter for Wu Fangge to sign. When Wu Fangge saw that it was a contract employment agreement, he immediately did not dare to sign it, so he asked Sun Hongbing: "Uncle Sun... you are..."
Sun Hongbing said seriously: "I knew you long ago. I had nothing to do when I was discharged from the army. I went to the vegetable market to carry big bags in the middle of the night and set up a barbecue stall. Your family tutoring is right now. You lack pocket money and I lack people here. You stay in the bureau and take a look at the case first. Then I will follow Xiaoli's group by the way, you are young and have studied law before? The transcripts are done well, the formats and other things are very standardized, and the case is also accurately arrested."
Wu Fangge felt so sad, don’t mention anything. Could it be that he really wants to be a policeman in his life? He had to answer Sun Hongbing perfunctorily and said: “Well… In the past, there was a clerk in our military security department who had a good relationship with me, so he asked me to help and taught me a lot of things.”
"No wonder" Sun Hongbing thought he had found Wu Fangge and knew the reasons for the case handling procedures, and urged him: "Quick, sign it soon. I'll go to work from tomorrow. You are not a formal police officer. You don't take the initiative to propose it yourself and will not let you work overtime. Besides, you are not qualified to do some work."
Wu Fangge knew that this signature would be difficult to deal with, but he felt sorry for the upright and enthusiastic old man. After hesitating for a while, he mustered up the courage to say to Sun Hongbing: "Uncle Sun, can you discuss something?"
Sun Hongbing suddenly laughed: "If you don't say it, I'll consider it for you. Some things need to be done step by step. You should do it in the bureau first. When the civil affairs and editorial board procedures are completed, you will be a formal staff member. You are so smart that you will definitely pass the exam once you have a trick. As for the quota issue, you don't need to consider it, haha."
"No, Uncle Sun" Wu Fangge bit his lips and said, "I know you are for my own good, but I, I, I actually... I don't want to be a policeman."
As soon as he said this, the whole room was quiet. Sun Hongbing's face changed slightly. "I'm sorry, Uncle Sun, I've made you worry about me in vain." Wu Fangge finally broke the silence in the house. Some things, if you don't speak, you will never be solved.
"It's nothing, everyone has their own ambitions." Sun Hongbing took a sip of tea and said slowly: "I actually admire you very much. To tell you the truth, I have never asked anyone in my life, but for you, I still said something nice to others this morning, so if you say you don't want to be a policeman, you have to give me a reason. I will never force you if I hear it's right."
Wu Fangge lowered his head, was silent for a few minutes, then raised his head and said firmly: "Because I don't want to see the gun again."
"That's it." Sun Hongbing was silent for a minute or two before saying: "But the soldiers' guns and police's guns have different functions."
Wu Fangge said: "But after all, they are all guns."
Sun Hongbing pondered: "You are indeed a brainy person... It's just a pity... Have you discussed it?"
Wu Fangge said: "Yes, if I just do some copywriting work in the bureau before I find the job, I'm acceptable."
"The little brat bargained with me." Sun Hongbing picked up a case file from the table and threw it over with a smile and said, "You can do your best to work for me."
Wu Fangge's heart fell to the ground. This level has passed. But is it really correct to give up this opportunity to be a policeman?