Chapter 372: Don't Talk Nonsense If You Don't Have Culture
Jiang Zhilian's heart trembled, the handrail was not steady, and the tricycle slammed forward in a serpentine shape for several meters before it gradually stabilized.
Meng Qing also slowed down for a while, and was silent for a long time.
When he was about to ask about business, the military coat preemptively said: "Don't worry, you can ask whatever you want!" I'm not going to lie, I'm going to vouch for my daughter's life, and I'm sure I'll tell the truth. β
Meng Qing originally wanted to say that there was no need to make this kind of guarantee, but then swallowed back the words that were about to blurt out.
Because it's really not necessary.
Since the other party has already said it, it shows a sincere attitude, as long as he understands.
"Did my dad really hit your tractor?" Meng Qing opened his mouth lightly.
The military coat quickly replied: "Yes, there were nine people sitting on the tractor at that time, and they all fell under the bridge. β
Are there any dead ones?
How many people died?
Are the injuries serious?
Are they all in the hospital now?
β¦β¦
Meng Qing had a bunch of questions and wanted to confirm them one by one.
But he suddenly felt a little powerless.
There could be many reasons, but he didn't want to analyze them anymore at the moment.
"Tell me what you know!" Meng Qing decided to listen to the military coat first, and then ask other questions.
The military coat turned his head and glanced at Meng Guohui, opened his mouth and said: "The bridge is not very high, the tractor was first suspended in mid-air, and then it slowly slid down, and no one was killed or killed." β
Meng Qing closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief gently.
Jiang Zhilian's heart fell suddenly, and she became much more down-to-earth in an instant.
As long as there are no dead people, everything else is easy to say.
"But......" The military coat changed his words and added: "There is a brother who was sitting together and broke his legs. They had a grandfather, and when he heard about it, he was stimulated, fainted, and died. β
Meng Qing's mind tightened, and he suddenly felt a sudden pain in his temples.
"There was another one who was pregnant with a child, and the child fell and died." The military coat thought for a while, and then said, "The other few should not be too seriously injured." However, it will definitely be in trouble for you. β
I don't know if it's because the weather is too cold and his brain is frozen, Meng Qing suddenly feels that he has lost the ability to think.
"It's winter, why are you going to pull so many people on a tractor?" Zhu Baomei interjected and asked.
"It had snowed heavily for several days before, and several roads to the county seat were blocked, so the county asked people to clear the snow. The village chief picked some people to come over, but he didn't expect something to happen halfway. β
The tricycle came to a fork in the road, and after the military coat pointed out the road ahead to Jiang Zhilian, he turned his head and continued: "Originally, I was going to clear the snow, but my daughter had a high fever that day. I had to stay at home and take care of her, so I didn't make it. β
"Where's the child's mother?" Zhu Baomei asked casually.
After asking, she regretted it a little.
However, the military coat didn't seem to be too disgusted by this problem, and just said calmly: "I died of illness two years ago, and it was also a heart problem. Doctors say it's genetic. β
Meng Qing and Zhu Baomei fell silent.
The military coat shook for a while and muttered, "My daughter-in-law has lived to be twenty years old!" I now worship the Bodhisattva every day, and I hope that my daughter will live to be twenty years old...... However, the doctor said that if there is no surgery, it is estimated that it will only last for two or three years at most. No matter how good the medicine is, it is useless. β
"There will be a way!" Zhu Baomei patted the shoulder of the military coat and encouraged: "There will always be a way, don't be too discouraged." β
"What can be done?" The military coat smiled bitterly: "The doctor said that there is no way, what can I do......"
"I've said it all, there will be a way!" Zhu Baomei's roar shook the military coat for a moment.
He was stunned, so he had to echo: "Maybe- there will be a way, I'll find another ......"
"That's right! You always have to look for more solutions, and maybe you will find more! After Zhu Baomei finished speaking, she realized that she might have stolen the show, which was a bit off-topic.
She coughed lightly and glanced at Meng Qing, "You go ahead and ask!" β
Meng Qing didn't speak immediately.
He didn't know what other questions he needed to ask, and his mind was full of mud, and he couldn't stir it up.
Zhu Baomei fell asleep with her arms crooked to the side.
After entering the main road of Yao County, Meng Qing opened his mouth and asked, "You guys, is it usually the village chief who has the final say?" β
Jun Overcoat nodded, "Well, he has many relatives and more than a dozen brothers and sisters, all of whom are quite powerful." β
"Where's the village party secretary?" Meng Qing asked again.
"The village party secretary is the younger brother of the village chief, and the younger brother is reading outside, and he is smart and capable. However, the younger brother listens to the elder brother for everything. So in fact, whether it is the affairs of the village or the affairs of the family, it is the village chief who is in charge. "The military coat makes things quite clear.
Meng Qing didn't ask any more.
Jiang Zhilian was in front, and almost did not miss any important information.
She already has a basic understanding of the whole thing.
When I arrived at the hospital, it was almost early in the morning.
The doctor on duty in the emergency department examined Meng Guohui, but he could not confirm the diagnosis.
For the time being, there is no danger to life.
But there may be unexpected situations.
"Your father's situation is more complicated right now." The doctor looked at Meng Qing, frowned, and said, "Tomorrow I will call various departments to come over for consultation, and we need to discuss it first." Sorry, I can't give you a definitive answer right now. β
Meng Qing nodded, "Okay, I see." β
When Meng Guohui was admitted to the ward, it was already half past three in the morning.
Jiang Zhilian and Zhu Baomei slept together on an empty hospital bed, while Meng Qing and Jun Overcoat were confused on the stool in the corridor all night.
The next morning, several groups of doctors came one after another.
Meng Guohui, who was unconscious, was carried around and underwent several examinations.
Later, Meng Qing was called to the doctor's office, and the two talked for a long time.
Jiang Zhilian tilted her ears sideways and eavesdropped at the door.
Although she didn't understand many of the terms, she figured out the general meaning.
The conclusion is that Meng Guohui has become a vegetative person.
I don't know when I'll wake up.
Maybe at some point in the future;
Perhaps, never wake up.
When Meng Qing walked out, his face was very calm.
But Jiang Zhilian could see his suppressed emotions.
But she couldn't persuade him, and she couldn't comfort him, let alone share his pain, or feel sorry for him.
She could only stay by his side and stay with him all the time.
Give him an invisible support and strength.
The military coat sat on the chair next to Zhu Baomei and never left the hospital.
"Go back! We can't run! As soon as this is done, they will go to your village chief. Zhu Baomei thought that this person stayed to mark people.
As a result, the military coat said with a wry smile: "I like to stay in the hospital, I feel very down-to-earth." Smelling the disinfectant water, I feel like I can still live. β
Zhu Baomei twisted her brows, "What's wrong with you?" But as soon as I got to the hospital, I felt sick. β
"Then you are very blessed......" The military coat sighed endlessly.
Zhu Baomei's mind was full of question marks.
What kind of blessing is this?
She really didn't understand.
At lunch, the four of them ate a little casually near the hospital.
Because each has a heart, he has no appetite.
After dinner, Zhu Baomei went back to the ward to take care of Meng Guohui.
Jiang Zhilian and Meng Qing followed the military coat back to Da Yaozhuang.
"Is there anything wrong with your dad?" The village chief was still sitting in front of the hall, and even the action of smoking was exactly the same as the night before.
Clothes and shoes don't seem to have changed.
At first glance, this person looks like he grew on that chair, and they are almost one.
Meng Qing replied in a deep voice: "The person hasn't woken up yet. β
"It's normal to hit so hard that it's normal to be dizzy for a few more days." The village chief spat out a few smoke rings, "In a few days, I guess I'll wake up." β
"The doctor said that the treatment was delayed, and the person didn't know if he would be able to wake up." Meng Qing stared straight at the village chief, his gaze extremely sharp.
The village chief glanced at him and immediately looked away, "Doctors like to say they don't know and are not sure." Their words cannot be believed! β
"Really?" Meng Qing sneered, "Your words are credible?" β
"Of course, I've always beenβ" The village chief thought for a long time before finding the word he wanted to say, "One word!" β
At the end, he proudly added, "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" β
Jiang Zhilian originally wanted to be in the air for a while, but she couldn't help it.
She glanced at the village chief, and complained in a low voice: "If you don't have culture, don't talk nonsense, what a mess!" β