When he came to Huanxian, Xiang Feng changed into a local taxi and went to the county government building five kilometers away.

"Master, have there been any major events in Huanxian recently?" Xiang Feng asked casually.

The taxi drivers are more talkative, and immediately talked with Xiang Feng, and described the policies of Huanxian County in a straightforward manner, and the passionate appearance even made Xiang Feng feel that he was the secretary of the county party committee of Huanxian County.

After chatting for a while, Xiang Feng asked again: "I heard some time ago that a girl was hit by a car accident, is there such a thing?"

"Hey, isn't car accidents common?" The driver immediately said: "Just yesterday, there was an aunt who ran a red light and was stopped by the traffic police, she was scolded, and then she was angry, and she was angry and rode an electric car back to run the red light, and the result was just a muck truck turned right, and was directly taken away by a wave of muck trucks, and now her family is in the traffic police team, saying that it is because of the relationship of the traffic police that the aunt is emotionally unstable and has a car accident." ”

Xiang Feng saw that the driver was about to open another chatterbox, and hurriedly asked: "Hey, the road is ruthless, by the way, master, do you know where that girl had the car accident?"

The driver asked a little puzzled, "Brother, why are you so concerned about this matter?" ”

Xiang Feng said softly: "My sister is a student of Guangling Conservatory of Music, and I was curious when I heard her mention this matter yesterday. ”

"I see. The driver slowed down a little and whispered, "I'm telling you, don't go out and talk nonsense." ”

The driver whispered, "I heard that the girl committed suicide, not a car accident at all." ”

"Wouldn't it?" asked Xiang Feng a little curiously.

When the driver saw that Xiang Feng didn't believe his words, he suddenly became anxious and said, "Hey, you still don't believe it, do you?" Is this girl's name Ma Shiqiu?"

Xiang Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It should be, I don't know what her name is." ”

In the diary, the girl's name was not written.

The driver continued: "Then I will have a good talk with you, and I am not afraid to tell you that this girl's father is my companion, although it is not the same taxi company, but we can often meet it." ”

Xiang Feng looked at the driver in surprise, the driver was very satisfied with Xiang Feng's eyes, and said: "We heard that this girl was deceived by the rich second generation to be a young lady, and then she couldn't bear the criticism and committed suicide, her father has been running around for this matter for this time, but think about it, people can't be resurrected after death, and now there is no proof of death, and the girl died in a car accident, which department is willing to take care of this kind of thing?"

Xiang Feng nodded lightly and said, "Well, you're right. ”

"Right?" the driver sighed and said, "That's why I said, our laws in Huaxia are too unsound now." ”

"What happened later, is her father still alive now?" Xiang Feng asked again.

The driver pouted and said: "Yes, I'm afraid it's wasted, hey, this old horse, usually honest, can't jump a fart for a long time, we all call him stuffy gourd behind our backs." I didn't expect this guy to be really ruthless, last night he drove directly into the rich second-generation car off the viaduct, if it weren't for the high safety factor of the rich second-generation car, the car people would probably all hang up. ”

"How is he?" Xiang Feng asked.

The driver saw Xiang Feng's reaction so big, and he understood something in his heart, and said directly: "What else, his car also fell off the elevated road, fortunately it was also smashed on the Volvo, and now both legs are flattened and the body is broken, and he has to face tens of millions of compensation, he is alive now, it is really better to die." ”

Xiang Feng's face was slightly relieved, and when he heard that Ma Shiqiu's father was fine, he felt a lot more relaxed.

Feeling the change in Xiang Feng's expression, the driver said directly: "Brother, looking at your look, you should know Lao Ma, right?"

Xiang Feng didn't want to quibble, and said directly: "Well, he is a distant uncle of mine, and he left a message to my mailbox yesterday and transferred me 100,000 yuan, I felt that it was wrong, so I rushed over to take a look." ”

"Well, I see that you are also going to the county government building, I will send you directly to the county people's hospital, and the fare will be free for you." The driver quickly turned around and turned into the right side of the road.

While driving, he continued: "It's not easy for the old horse, his wife left with a cerebral hemorrhage three years ago, and his daughter had this kind of thing again, I estimate that his whole person has collapsed, it's okay if you come, hurry up and guide him, that is, he can't move his hands and feet now, as long as he can move, I estimate that the old horse will definitely find a short-term view." ”

"Good. Xiang Feng nodded.

The driver continued: "But you also have to be a little prepared in your heart, that rich second-generation person often goes to the ward to make trouble, and now no one in Lao Ma's relatives and friends dares to go over to see him, for fear of being relied on by that family." ”

"What is the origin of that rich second generation? Do you know?" Xiang Feng asked again.

The driver said with an annoyed face: "That's the miscellaneous pieces of our Huanxian County! Their family is our Huanxian hegemon, this kid relies on his father's power, he is simply rampant and domineering, and he doesn't look at anyone in his eyes." ”

The driver glanced at Xiang Feng and asked, "Are you from an outsider?"

Xiang Feng nodded and said, "Yes!"

The driver said mysteriously: "You shouldn't have heard of the Guangling Society, right?"

Xiang Feng pretended not to know and said, "Is this a social organization?"

"Sort of. The driver said with emotion: "Guangling will be the largest chamber of commerce in our Guangling City, in the whole Guangling City, in addition to the Municipal People's Congress, it is the most grand general meeting of the Guangling Society, and even high-level national figures will come to cheer it." ”

"Could it be that the rich second generation is also a member of the Guangling Society?" asked Xiang Feng.

The omniscient taxi driver glanced at Xiang Feng with smug eyes and said: "What's more, this rich second generation is called Lei Shaotian, and his father is Lei Chengze, a famous oil tycoon in Guangling City! ”

Xiang Feng does admire this taxi driver a little, they have a lot of contact with people in this industry, and they like to inquire about things, and there is almost nothing in Guangling City that they don't know.

Soon, they had arrived at Huanxian People's Hospital.

In the face of the driver's repeated refusals, Xiang Feng put away the money without pretentiousness, and when he got out of the car, the driver shouted again: "Brother, listen to my advice, take Lao Ma out of Guangling as soon as possible, Lao Ma lives in the surgical ward on the third floor of the inpatient department, it seems to be Ward 40." ”

"Good. Xiang Feng nodded and walked quickly into the county people's hospital.

According to the driver's guidance, Xiang Feng walked directly into the 40th ward.

Ward 40 is a single room for high-risk patients, Xiang Feng dodged the nurse and walked directly into the ward.

On the bed in the center of the ward, a middle-aged man in his forties was lying on the hospital bed, his legs hanging from the bandages, and his body was all covered with bandages.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling blankly, not moving.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the middle-aged man's eyeballs moved slightly, and he looked in the direction where Xiang Feng was coming over.

The appearance of the middle-aged man is very ordinary, that is, the appearance of an honest citizen, the face of the Chinese character, the skin is a little dark, the eyebrows are slightly drooping, and he looks kind, there are too many people like middle-aged people, for the burden on his shoulders, for the children, for the life and running, living like a dog.