Wushan sent subordinates to investigate the real death toll in City M have returned, saying that according to conservative estimates, the actual death toll is no less than 1,800.

But the latest official announcement is less than 100 people, which is a world of difference!

Secretary Xiao Mi came in to report: "Mr. Wu, this is what you asked me to investigate: Article 57 of the "Wu Emergency Response Law" clearly stipulates that relevant units and personnel should report information on emergencies in a timely, objective and true manner. Do not report late, lie, conceal or missed. If there is any violation, the direct and indirect responsible persons will be dismissed according to the circumstances, or other types of punishment will be imposed."

Wushan was wondering while listening, why was every word Xiao Mi said so familiar, as if it had already existed in his mind?

The answer is that its built-in system is connected to the Internet.

This also explains why he could clearly know that a certain day of the week a few months later without thinking and without having to look up, and also explains why he is now more knowledgeable than before.

Wushan snorted: "Click Hao Zhiguo to me."

"yes."

Xiao Mi was secretly wondering, why did Mr. Wu not regard himself as "I" recently? After so many years of habits, he actually changed it just by saying that he would change it!

Because Wushan has many dissatisfaction with President Hao Zhiguo, he always calls him his name. However, since the law does not stipulate that citizens cannot call the president's name, Hao Zhiguo has no choice.

This president is cowardly by nature and does not like to have conflicts with others. He is a good gentleman who can do less things. Perhaps the number of votes when he was elected was the most because the public was confused by his gentleness.

But Wushan has always been gentle and elegant.

If you are in charge, you can speak softly and gently and have a good temper?

Wushan prefers leaders who can quickly solve practical problems, such as himself, so in the presidential election, he looked at those candidates and finally abstained from the vote.

Hao Zhiguo's term is still half left. Wushan thought, so he would be tolerant of him for less than two years. He hoped that in the next election, a candidate who could take care of the matter would appear!

At this time, Hao Zhiguo had just finished a mini golf game and was in a good mood. He was about to have afternoon tea. As a result, someone reported to Wushan: "Mr. President, should I answer or not?"

Hao Zhiguo was unwilling to answer the questions from the bottom of his heart, because Wushan would have no good things to ask him every time. He either made suggestions or made requests, and his attitude was very stiff. But what he said was really a little bit, and he often made the president's face turn red and white. Those who didn't know thought that the other end of the phone was the president.

By the way, Hao Zhiguo really doubted that Wushan would not be able to talk to people well. Could he know who the president is?

I have only a half of my term left. I have not made any special achievements during my term in the past few years, but I have not made any major mistakes. In the next election, I will prepare some touching remarks and make a few attractive promises. It is hard to say how many terms I have been re-elected, and it should be possible to be re-elected again.

Although it is very stressful to be a president in W Country (but there is a parliament), it is also very glorious. You often travel abroad with all your heart and are warmly welcomed and treated the highest wherever you go, and your salary is great.

Hao Zhiguo ordered: "On the big weekend, I won't handle official duties, tell him I'm busy."

Subordinate: "Yes."

After a while, another subordinate came to report: "Mr. President, Wushan said that what he wants to talk to you is the important thing you should be busy with. If you don't answer the phone, he will come to the door immediately."

Hao Zhiguo was angry for a while and looked at the restroom and wardrobe that could be hidden: "Oh, take it."

When others talk to a president of a country, they usually start to greet and compliment first, get close to each other, and then talk about the serious matters.

Only Wushan has terrible language refinement, as if she doesn't want to waste it on the president for a minute.

He told the truth straight about the number of deaths he sent to investigate, which was seriously inconsistent with the deaths reported by the local government. He also attached a photo he took himself, saying that this kind of false reporting of the death toll was related to the abnormal political achievements of some grassroots officials: "Can human life be a game of numbers? Can it be played with at will?!"

Every time I think of the Ministry of Health official carrying a bloody stretcher and busy taking selfies, Wushan is angry, but Hao Zhiguo said that the official has always performed well and cannot deal with him just because he is taking selfies.

Hao Zhiguo also said: "Mr. Wu, you are in the mall, and you don't know how difficult it is to be an official. When you are promoted, you will usually face the veto of major safety accidents. Of course, they hope to turn big things into small things, which is understandable. This natural disaster is resistant to eight, and it is not their fault, right or wrong. If it affects their career, it will be so unfair? I personally used to run a bank, and eight was promoted from the grassroots level, but I know the suffering of grassroots cadres very well!"

Wushan was very angry when he heard this: "You know the suffering of cadres, do you know the suffering of the people?"

In fact, Wushan himself knew Xiaobai and gradually realized the difficulty of the people. He had never thought of these before.

"Yes, natural disasters are force majeure, and they cannot blame anyone on themselves, but the idea of ​​concealing the number of deaths to protect their black hat is wrong. This will cause data distortion, and perhaps some of the affected people have not received timely rescue!"

Hao Zhiguo waved his hand gracefully: "Eight meetings and eight meetings, in the rescue work, we have always adhered to the principle of not hesitating money and manpower. You can rest assured."

Wushan refused to let go and asked the corresponding officials to remove their black hats and replace them with responsible persons to sit in this position. "Otherwise, if this continues, the country will not be a country!"

Hao Zhiguo: "The reconstruction of disaster areas is the top priority at present. Now, it is appropriate to withdraw people from eight, and eight are suitable."

Wushan's voice was slightly higher: "With this kind of mentality of seeking credit, the officials, to preside over the rescue and post-disaster reconstruction, do you think the work can be progressing smoothly? If you don't bring such cadres to justice, how can you warn future generations?"

Beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on Hao Zhiguo's forehead: "Uh, that, Mr. Wu, I seemed to have a stomachache last night. I must go and make some more convenient. This is the case first, and then chat..."

Wu Shan was so angry that he fell down the phone: "Who has the time to chat with you! It's so easy to have some time, I still have to go on a date!"

However, the occasional dates between Wushan and Xiaobai have become a bit boring recently.

Although Wushan did not show any unhappiness, he was not very enthusiastic. Even if the two of them walked around the lake, Wushan would not hold her waist. Although they were only about one punch between them, they seemed to have a wall erected there, with each other's worries, just like classmates and colleagues, and not at all like two people who were about to become lifelong partners.

When there was nothing to say, Wushan would ask Meng Junyao about his situation indifferently.

After asking, I found out that Xiaobai would go to the hospital every day without getting tired of it.

She wanted Meng Junyao, who cared for herself with her life, to see her smiling face every day during these days, and to witness his recovery bit by bit with her own eyes - but she didn't dare to tell Wu Shan about these things, for fear that he would fall into the jealous jar.

Every time when talking about Teacher Meng’s recovery progress, Xiaobai becomes like a lot of things to say, his eyes flowing and he talks endlessly.

Wushan envied the man surnamed Meng from the bottom of his heart. It would be great if he could change it. He would rather lie in the hospital and hold her heart.

As the days passed, Meng Junyao's injury improved and he could walk. However, his arm was injured and his bones were irritated. It was hard to say that he would take care of him in a few months.

Time passed like a flash of time, and two months passed in a "swish".

On that day, Xiaobai arrived at the ward early in the morning. Wu Hai, who loves to sleep in, rarely gets up early to crawl out of the bed, because today is the day when Meng Junyao removes the plaster.

Wu Hai and Xiaobai had not had many chances to meet. He looked at her and thought, this girl was not old, but in the future she would either be my brother's wife or my righteous brother's wife. Anyway, she was destined to be my sister-in-law... Bah, I made a random match again, and everyone said in person that she loved my brother!

In front of Doctor Foreigner, a nurse cut the plaster with a pair of huge scissors.

Wu Hai kept yelling, be careful, what if the meat is cut?

The nurse gave him a blank look and said don't worry, I've been in this industry for many years.

Xiaobai is more nervous than anyone else, but Meng Junyao himself has the calmness of being unchanged when Mount Tai collapses before him, as if he is not talking about his own arm.

After the cast was removed, you can see that his right arm muscles were significantly atrophy, which was easy to deal with. You can recover quickly through exercise.

The doctor asked Meng Junyao to move his fingers, but despite his hard work, he had only two fingers that could move very slightly, so slight that he could not see it without staring at him carefully, while the other fingers had no response!

The doctor touched his fingers and palms, but he didn't feel it.

In addition, you can't do anything like raising your arm, and this arm seems to weigh a thousand pounds.

After the attending doctor finished a series of tests, he shook his head and said in English: "Mr. Meng, your bones have grown, but the brachial plexus nerve has not repaired itself well. Although you can do some later rehabilitation training, it can be predicted that this arm, including the muscles of the hand, will not be able to recover to the same thing as before, and it is probably like this. I'm sorry."

Foreigners are more straightforward, but nurses translate much more tactfully.

But Meng Junyao understood and said nothing.

Xiaobai is stupid. What will Teacher Meng do in the future?

It’s another matter whether it’s difficult to find a job. It’s just that drawing is his life. Now he has just started to learn to draw with his left hand to re-learning painting. It’s too cruel for him!

Wu Hai couldn't control his emotions, so he grabbed Doctor Yang's neck and waved his fists and shouted in Chinese: "We spent a lot of money to invite you to stay in charge, not to ask you to say sorry! If you can't cure Brother Meng, you will not only smash the hospital's signboard, but also your own signboard. If you can't cure him, don't plan to do it here, OK?"

sorry, ok plus a hi, are one of the few English words in Wu Haihui.

Doctor Foreigner was shocked and angry, thinking to himself who is this person, dare to act wildly in our hospital!

The nurse quickly explained in English: "This is Mr. Wu's younger brother, and also Mr. Wu."

Doctor Yang couldn't believe it: "How could Mr. Wu have such a rude and... brother?"

The dots in the middle are "unclean", "poor appearance", "rude and rude". Is Mr. Wu's younger brother a genetic mutation?

"Brother Hai, don't do this!"

The righteous brother's words were the most effective. Wu Hai immediately released the doctor, thus avoiding the news that "The patient's family hijacked the attending doctor" appeared in the newspaper headline the next day.

In fact, the doctor just didn't do anything with him. If he really started, he might even be able to bring down whom.
Chapter completed!