Text Volume 1_Chapter 692 I didn't run away in the end

The Religious Affairs Bureau suffered heavy losses and was basically wiped out. The latest and fastest updates

In addition to the three who had already gotten into the ambulance, there were five people in Costley, after the car rushed over the roadbed and fell down, Xiang Xiao, who was sitting behind, was slightly injured, only his head was broken, and the other four people were all broken bones, ribs, arms, calves, various fractures and various injuries, this time an ambulance was not enough, and had to be transferred from the hospital again.

Sitting in the ambulance, Xiang Xiao looked at the disabled and sick in a daze, gritted his teeth and had a sense of helplessness to ask the sky, a total of eight people who went out on business except for themselves who survived, the seven were all folded in Tibet, if this matter was transmitted back to the capital, I am afraid it would become the laughing stock of the entire Religious Bureau, although it was not his fault but after all, it was Xiang Xiao who led the team, and it was inevitable that someone would point to his back and say that it was a mourning star.

"It can't be so evil, can it?" Mu Ran, Xiang Xiao remembered what the man had said when he left Ganden Monastery, people are watching the sky, and there are gods three feet above their heads.

"Coincidental, too coincidental" Xiang Xiao found a step for himself: "Man, who hasn't stepped on a pit and stumbled in his life, the important thing is ······ Am I still fine?"

An hour and a half later, the two vehicles arrived at the same time at the only second-class hospital in a county near Gongba Mountain.

If there were only two clinics in the county ten years ago, but later the state vigorously supported the construction of a first-class hospital with complete facilities, and the situation has been improved a lot.

The "crunch" ambulance stopped, and the four doctors who were already waiting in front of the hospital all rushed over to help the car with all the disabled and sick numbers, and the director of the hospital, the leaders of the relevant local departments, and the secretary also came, after all, Xiang Xiao is a Beijing official, and the director of the State Administration of Religious Affairs is equivalent to the secretary of a municipal party committee if he can be released.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the infrastructure in the remote mountainous areas is backward, and the road construction is not in place, so you are frightened, frightened" The secretary took Xiang Xiao's hand and said: "The two most experienced surgeons in the county are already in place, so we will arrange your staff to perform the operation immediately······ You can rest assured that we will do our best to serve the leaders, and at the same time, we will find out the truth of the matter and give you an explanation."

The secretary took Xiang Xiao's hand and chatted with care and thoughtfulness, and his attitude was very enthusiastic.

Xiang Xiao pursed his lips, covered his head helplessly and said, "Comrade, can you let me go in and check first?" I'm also hurting."

"Oh, what about your head bleeding?" As soon as the secretary raised his head, he noticed that there were blood stains seeping out from the cracks of Xiang Xiao's nails, and then he waved his hand and said: "Dean Ma, arrange it immediately, we must not let the leaders from the capital sink into the sand here with us, and arrange the best medical force to serve the leaders, understand?" ”

The director of the hospital nodded solemnly and said: "To ensure the completion of the task, please rest assured, our hospital has eighteen chief physicians, six deputy chief physicians, four people have won the title of 38 Red Flag Bearers, five are party members, and six have been interning in provincial hospitals for many years, and the leaders can rest assured that we ······."

Xiang Xiao suddenly said with a confused face: "Wait a while, I will be bleeding non-stop, I will run out of ammunition and food, I will shed the blood of two mineral water bottles when you speak, can the grassroots people not be so enthusiastic?"

If the official wants to pat himself on the back, it is entirely possible that he will not be able to stop the car with a single shot, just like the surging river is endless, and it is out of control.

"Step, step" The dean personally carried Xiang Xiao to the hospital, and several leading cadres from the county then followed him in.

Several people subconsciously looked up, and just saw that the glass of one window was blown against the wall by the wind, and one of the pieces of glass shattered at once, and then fell from the fourth floor.

Dean Ma reacted very quickly, stretched out his hand and pulled Xiang Xiao back, and shouted loudly: "Protect the leader ·······"

"Oops my grass"

Dean Ma pulled Xiang Xiao, but he didn't expect that he was directly pulled to the ground by the head, and at the same time, the glass in mid-air fell vertically, and smashed directly towards Xiang Xiao.

After a crisp sound of "click", Xiang Xiao covered his arm and snorted in pain, a cut in the glass on his little arm was cut, and Sensen's white bones were exposed, which was very scary.

The last thought in Xiang Xiao's mind was: "I fuck me, I didn't run away after all."

At this point, a group of eight people from the State Religious Affairs Bureau who came to Gongba Mountain Ganden Monastery to verify the reincarnation of the living Buddha all folded into the hospital on the way back.

It's getting dark, the capital.

In the clubhouse on the 88th floor of the third phase of the International Trade Center, after Li Yan finished explaining his account, the people in the house immediately got up silently, and then walked out without looking at each other.

From beginning to end, the people sitting in this room did not say a word except Li Yan, there was zero communication throughout the whole process, and none of these people knew what each other was doing, where they came from and where they were going, and they didn't know anything about their names and origins.

And Li Yan didn't have any intention to introduce, that is, he said what he wanted to explain, but he didn't specify which person he was going to do.

Because when Li Yan finished explaining, they all knew that they had to do their jobs.

At six o'clock in the evening, Li Yan left the third phase of the International Trade Center and took a Volvo to Yuquan Villa.

Two hours later, Volvo entered the villa and parked outside Liu's courtyard, where Liu Guodong's secretary was already standing at the door waiting for him.

"The chief has arrived, in the reception room, Xiao Yan, you go to see him"

"Hmm"

Li Yan entered the reception room, and Liu Guodong, who was sitting on a chair and drinking tea slowly, glanced up and said, "I'm back."

"I'm back" Li Yan nodded lightly, and sat casually on the side, without any restraint.

"Some tea?"

"No more"

"Do you want to smoke a cigarette?"

"I haven't smoked all the time"

Liu Guodong paused, and then said: "Young people can't be so desireless, just have a hobby, Xiaoyan, your life is too straight, you need a little adjustment."

Li Yan lowered his head and said in a very flat tone without any voice: "Too much adjustment will interfere with my attention and judgment and analysis, I am not used to it."

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