The subordinates sent by Wushan to investigate the true death toll in M City returned, saying that according to conservative estimates, the actual death toll was no less than 1,800.

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

Secretary Xiao Mi came in and reported: "Mr. Wu, this is what you asked me to check: Article 57 of the Emergency Response Law of Country W clearly stipulates that relevant units and personnel shall report and report emergency information in a timely, objective and truthful manner, and shall not be delayed, falsely reported, concealed or omitted. In case of violation, the persons directly and indirectly responsible will be dismissed from their posts or given other types of penalties, depending on the circumstances. ”

Wu Shan wondered as he listened, why was every word Xiao Mi said so familiar, as if it had already existed in his mind?

The answer is that his built-in system is networked.

This explains why he was able to know exactly what day of the week was in a few months' time, and why he was now more knowledgeable than he had ever been.

Wu Shan snorted: "Connect Hao Zhiguo for me." ”

"Yes. ”

Xiao Mi secretly wondered, why didn't Mr. Wu call himself "me" recently? After so many years of habit, he actually changed it!

Because Wushan has a lot of dissatisfaction with President Hao Zhiguo, he always calls him by his name, but anyway, the law does not stipulate that citizens cannot call the president's name, so Hao Zhiguo can't help it.

This president is a cowardly by nature, does not like to conflict with others, and is a good gentleman who can do less and do less. Probably when he was elected, he received the most votes, because the public was confused by his mildness.

But Wushan has always been gentle and elegant.

When the leader, just whisper softly and be good-tempered?

Wu Shan prefers the kind of leader who can solve practical problems quickly and boldly, such as himself, so in the presidential election at that time, he looked like those candidates and finally abstained from voting.

Hao Zhiguo's term of office is still a small half, Wu Shan thought, just put up with him for less than two years, I hope that in the next election, there will be a candidate who can carry things!

At this time, Hao Zhiguo had just finished playing a game of mini-golf, was in a good mood, and was about to go for afternoon tea, when someone reported a call from Wushan: "Mr. President, to answer or not to answer?"

Hao Zhiguo was reluctant to answer in his heart, because every time Wushan looked for him, it would be no good thing, either to put forward opinions or requirements, and the attitude was still very blunt, but to say, it was really a little bit, and he often counted the president to the point of red and white for a while, and those who didn't know thought that the president on the other end of the phone was the president.

In other words, Hao Zhiguo really suspects that this Wushan can't talk to people well at all, can he figure out who the president is?

There is only a small half of his term of office left, and he has no special achievements in the past few years, but there are no major mistakes. At the time of the next election, I will prepare some touching speeches and make a few more attractive promises, it is difficult to say how many consecutive terms I will be elected, and it should still be possible to be re-elected again.

Although it is a lot of pressure to be the president of country W (but there is a parliament on it), it is also infinitely beautiful, and he often goes abroad with a lot of hugs, and he is warmly welcomed and treated with the highest treatment everywhere, and he is very good.

Hao Zhiguo instructed: "On the big weekend, don't deal with official business, tell him I'm busy." ”

Subordinate: "Yes." ”

After a while, another subordinate reported: "Mr. President, Wu Shan said that what he wants to talk to you about is the business you should be busy with, and if you don't answer the phone, he will come to the door immediately." ”

Hao Zhiguo blew his beard and stared for a while, and looked at the only places that could be hidden: "Alas, take it." ”

When someone talks to the president of a country on the phone, they are usually afraid to greet and compliment them first, and then talk about business.

Only Wushan, whose language is terrifyingly refined, as if he doesn't want to waste a minute on the president.

He went straight to the point and told the story of the number of deaths that he sent to investigate, which was seriously inconsistent with the death toll reported by the local government, and attached a photo taken by himself, bluntly saying that this kind of lying about the death toll was related to the deformed view of political achievements of some grassroots officials: "Can human life be used as a number game? Can it be played with at will?"

Every time he thinks of the Ministry of Health official who was busy taking selfies on a bleeding stretcher, Wu Shan gets angry, but Hao Zhiguo said that the official usually behaves well and can't be disposed of just because he is playing a selfie.

Hao Zhiguo also said: "Mr. Wu, you are in a shopping mall, and you don't know how difficult it is to be an official, and when a grassroots official is promoted, he will generally face a one-vote veto for major safety emergencies. Of course, they want to make the big things small and the small things small, and this is understandable. This natural disaster is eight things to resist, and it is not their fault that it is right or wrong, if it affects their careers, how unjust will it be? I personally used to run a bank, and I was promoted from the grassroots level, but I know very well the hardships of grassroots cadres!

Wu Shan was very indignant when he heard this: "You know the suffering of the cadres, so do you know the suffering of the common people?"

In fact, after Wushan himself knew Xiaobai, he gradually understood the difficulties of the people, and he couldn't think of these things before.

"Yes, natural disasters are force majeure, and no one is to blame, but the idea of concealing the death toll to protect one's own black gauze hat is wrong, which will cause data distortion, and may have prevented some of the affected people from receiving timely rescue!"

Hao Zhiguo waved his hand elegantly: "Eight meetings and eight meetings, in the rescue work, we have always adhered to the principle of sparing no money and manpower, you can rest assured." ”

Wushan did not relent, and demanded that the black yarn hat of the corresponding official be removed and replaced with a responsible person to sit in this position, "Otherwise, if this goes on for a long time, the country will not be a country!"

Hao Zhiguo: "The reconstruction work in the disaster area is the top priority at present, and it is appropriate to evacuate eight people now. ”

Wu Shan's voice rose a few decibels: "Do you think that the work of the officials who are in charge of the rescue and post-disaster reconstruction with this kind of merit mentality can go smoothly? If such cadres are not brought to justice, how can we warn future generations?"

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Hao Zhiguo's head: "Uh, that, Mr. Wu, I seem to have a bad stomach last night, I have to go to make it easier, first like this, then talk and then talk ......"

Wu Shan was so angry that he dropped the phone: "Who has the time to chat with you! It's easy to have a little time, and Lao Tzu still has to go on a date!"

However, recently, Wushan and Xiaobai's occasional dates have become a bit boring.

Although Wushan didn't show displeasure, but he didn't have much enthusiasm, even if the two walked around the lake again, Wushan didn't hold her waist anymore, although there was only a fist or so between the two, but it seemed that there was a wall there, each with his own thoughts, just like classmates and colleagues, not at all like two people who were about to become lifelong partners.

When he didn't have anything to say, Wu Shan would also ask Meng Junyao lightly about his situation.

When I asked, I found out that Xiaobai would take the trouble to go to the hospital every day.

She wants Meng Junyao, a person who cares for herself with her life, to see her smiling face every day during these days, and to witness his recovery bit by bit - but she didn't dare to tell Wushan about this, for fear that he would fall into the vinegar vat.

Every time he talked about the progress of Mr. Meng's recovery, Xiaobai became as if he had a lot to say, and his eyes were flowing and gushing.

Wu Shan was envious of the surnamed Meng in his heart, if only he could change it, he would rather lie in the hospital by himself, tugging at her heart.

As the days passed, Meng Junyao's injured foot improved and he was able to walk. And the arm hurts the muscles and bones, and there is no few months to recuperate, so it's really hard to say.

Time flies like a white horse, and 2 months have passed.

On this day, Xiaobai rushed to the ward early in the morning, and Wu Hai, who loved to sleep lazy, rarely got up early in the morning to crawl out of the bed, because today was the day when Meng Junyao removed the plaster.

Wu Hai and Xiaobai didn't have many opportunities to meet, he peeked at her and thought, this girl is not very old, but in the future, she will either be my brother's wife or my brother's wife, anyway, she is destined to be my sister-in-law...... Bah, bah, I messed up the mandarin duck score again, and everyone said it themselves, I love my brother!

In front of Dr. Yang, a nurse used a huge pair of scissors to cut the plaster "click".

Wu Hai has been yelling, beware, beware, what if the meat is cut?

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

Xiaobai is more nervous than anyone else, but Meng Junyao himself has the calmness of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him and his color remains unchanged, as if he is not talking about his own arm.

After the cast was removed, the muscles in his right arm could be seen to have atrophied significantly, which was fine and could be recovered quickly by exercising.

The doctor asked Meng Jun to move his fingers, but despite his great efforts, only two fingers could move very slightly, so slight that he couldn't see it if he didn't stare carefully, and the other fingers didn't react!

The doctor touched his fingers and palms, but he was unconscious.

In addition, you can't do actions like raising your arm, which seems to weigh a thousand pounds.

After a series of tests, the attending doctor shook his head and said in English: "Mr. Meng, your bones have grown, but the brachial plexus is not repairing itself well, although you can do some more post-rehabilitation training, but it is foreseeable that this arm, including the hand muscles, is unlikely to return to the way before, probably that's it, I'm sorry." ”

The foreigner is more straightforward, and the nurse translates it much more tactfully.

But Meng Junyao understood and didn't say anything.

Xiaobai is stupid. What can Mr. Meng do in the future?

Whether it is difficult to find a job is another matter, just to say that painting is his life, and now to start to let him learn to paint again with his left hand is too cruel for him!

Wu Hai couldn't control his emotions, grabbed Dr. Yang's neck, waved his fist and yelled at him in Chinese: "We spent a lot of money to invite you to sit in town, not for you to say SORRY! If you can't cure Brother Meng, not only will you smash the signboard of the hospital, 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 THE FEW THREE ENGLISH WORDS OF THE WUHAI CLUB.

Doctor Yang was shocked and angry, thinking to himself who this person dares to spread wild in our hospital!

The nurse hurriedly explained in English: "This is Mr. Wu's younger brother and Mr. Wu." ”

Doctor Yang couldn't believe it: "How could Mr. Wu be so rude and... 's brother?"

The dots in the middle are "raunchy", "poor appearance", "rude and not polite". Could it be that Mr. Wu's younger brother is a genetic mutation?

"Brother Hai, don't do this!"

The righteous brother's words were the most effective, and Wu Hai immediately released the doctor, thus avoiding the news that the patient's family hijacked the attending doctor on the front page of the newspaper the next day.

In fact, the doctor just didn't do anything with him, and if he did, he couldn't tell who would put him down.