Chapter 193 Explosion and Order
A trace of meaning flashed in Qian Huan's eyes, and he said slowly: "No need, Medical Examiner Qin, you just need to act in accordance with your responsibilities. But after the incident, you might as well ask Li in private Ba Shan reveals some Feng Mu’s condition before his death.”
Feng Mu is still alive and kicking, but Qian Huan and Qin Liang are already working on matters after his death. With such forward-looking and caring leaders and colleagues, Feng Mu is very grateful. Said, it is really a great luck.
Suddenly, the vibrating sound of a mobile phone interrupted the conversation between the two.
——Buzzing——
Qian Huan's eyes turned to Qin Liang, and Qin Liang stood up and walked towards the door with a wink.
Qian Huan answered the phone and his face changed suddenly: "What? Something happened to my uncle? Oh, okay, I will rush to the hospital right away."
Qin Liang stopped pulling the door. In mid-air, he turned back and looked at the warden in confusion: "Warden, what happened?"
Qian Huan tried to calm down his breathing. He replied with a forced smile: "It's okay. There was a leak in the underground pipeline on Qiming Street, which accidentally caused an explosion. My uncle happened to drive by there, and unfortunately was affected by the explosion, and the vehicle was blown up."
Qin Liang His eyes widened, and he secretly exclaimed: "Is this okay? This situation is enough to write an autopsy report."
Qian Huan continued to explain: "Fortunately, my uncle's vehicle has been reinforced and explosion-proof, so he is just in a coma now and has been rushed to the hospital. There should be no life-threatening danger."
Qin Liang listened to Qian Huan Then he glanced at the explosion-proof glass in front of him, and finally understood who Qian Huan's cautious character had followed.
As the warden, Qian Huan can get off work at any time, and no one dares to check his attendance.
At this moment, he hurriedly started the vehicle and drove to the Fourth Hospital in the city.
On the way, Qian Huan encountered several checkpoints with checkpoints. Apparently, officials from the Police Department and Patrol Office were still nervously searching for traces of Secretary Hou Wendong throughout the city.
However, judging from the current situation, this investigation does not seem to have achieved significant results.
The vehicle slowly stopped and joined the queue, waiting to be inspected.
During this waiting period, Qian Huan's thoughts involuntarily drifted to Hou Wendong.
Qian Huan was not very familiar with this secretary. When he was working in the company, he occasionally met this person in his uncle Qian Tong's office, and he had some vague knowledge of Hou Wendong. impression.
However, we have to admit that his transfer from the company to the second prison as warden is inextricably linked to Hou Wendong.
After all, although the company has signed a "Five-Year Agreement on Second Supervisor Shareholding Restructuring" with the ruling government, in actual operation, the advancement of many detailed processes relies on Hou Wendong, the secretary of Congressman Wang Xinfa.
It was Hou Wendong’s negotiation and promotion in all aspects that led to the stumbling implementation of the "Second Prison Share Reform", and even made the prison system compromise to make way for the vacancy left by the death of the previous warden after overwork. Thus it fell into the hands of the company.
"Hou Wendong is a talent. I hope he can be rescued." Qian Huan said happily.
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The trunk was closed and the detective waved his hand. Qian Huan recovered his thoughts and drove through the checkpoint, passing by Qiming Street along the way.
He slowed down and glanced out the side window.
What came into view was a long pit with deep ravines torn apart by the explosion. The buildings on both sides of the street collapsed, exposing the internal steel bars and masonry.
Many vehicles were blown to pieces, and the twisted metal remains were scattered all over the place like abandoned skeletons.
The flames were still licking at several cars. The charred corpses were wrapped in smoke, exuding a weird smell of meat. The trees on the road were uprooted and broken telephone poles were smashed. On the ground, sparks flew.
Among the ruins, there are broken glass, bricks and rubble everywhere. Some blown-out corpses hung precariously on the edges of the shattered windows.
The air was filled with a strong smell of burning and the sound of crying.
Qian Huan took a deep breath and muttered to himself:
“The pipe is leaking, huh, this must be a crappy project approved by the members of the ruling government. Fortunately, my second uncle lent me his car some time ago. Give it to me, I'll give it back The car body was specially reinforced. If my second uncle can survive this accident, I will have to let him treat me better in the future."
He slowly rolled up the window and stepped on the accelerator. He drove away from the ruins like an arrow from a string. Twenty minutes later, his car parked quietly in the parking lot of the Fourth Hospital. There were also many blue and white cars and ambulances in the parking lot.
In the examination passage leading to the emergency room, a pair of stretchers were lined up.
The nurse in spotless white clothes is verifying the citizen status and account balance of the injured.
"I'm sorry, your citizenship level is E. You need to be rotated to the back of the team." The head nurse maintained professional politeness, squatted down, and gently treated the patient with extensive burns on the stretcher. , said the woman who fell into a coma.
Immediately, two strong male nurses stepped forward and smoothly carried the stretcher to the end of the line.
Outside the inspection passage, the woman's husband's eyes were splitting. He roared angrily inside and wanted to rush into the passage emotionally, but was easily stopped by the heavily armed security guard at the entrance.
"Sir, please calm down and do not interfere with the normal treatment order of the hospital."
The head nurse walked gently to the door, with a professional smile on her face, and spoke to all the people outside the passage in a gentle but firm tone. The anxiously waiting family members of the injured patients explained:
“This hospital strictly complies with the [Xiacheng Medical Resources Management Regulations] and treats injured patients in an orderly manner according to citizen levels. This measure aims to prevent the loss of medical resources. A disorderly rush to ensure the majority of injuries Everyone can get the care they deserve in an orderly environment, and it is also to safeguard the common interests of all mankind and social order.”
Across the heavily armed security guards, the head nurse sincerely appealed and requested: "Please understand this rule and maintain the necessary order."
The man struggled like a trapped animal, his voice full of despair and anger: "You are not treating people here, you are clearly treating them. Murder!”
The head nurse still remained calm, her eyes did not waver at all, and her tone remained calm:
"Sir, please understand that citizen hierarchy and resource management methods are the consensus and must be observed in human society after the catastrophe. rules. Your wife is in a coma. "Everyone in the hospital can follow this system. As her husband, you should give her support instead of destroying this order."
Qian Huan walked into the hospital and heard noisy crying. Frowning, he showed his citizenship certificate and was led into the VIP channel.
In the VIP channel, the families of injured patients sitting on the sofa were much more emotionally stable.
Two of them, middle-aged ladies dressed in gorgeous clothes, were talking in a low voice: "The noise outside is really unbearable. Don't they know that the hospital needs to be quiet?"
"Indeed, these lower-class citizens not only have low genetic levels, but also lack basic qualities."
Qian Huan's eyes lightly passed over them, and the two ladies immediately noticed and apologized to him He nodded slightly, then lowered his voice in a cultivated manner.
Qian Huan withdrew his gaze calmly and turned to the deepest part of the passage, where was the waiting room specially prepared for VVIPs.
The room was extremely quiet, except for a well-maintained woman in her fifties. She was sitting elegantly on a chair, holding a cup of tea in her hand, looking attentively through the glass window at the person opposite. Operating room.
In the operating room, several doctors in white coats were gathered around the operating table with focused expressions, dividing their work among themselves and performing operations in an orderly manner.
The patient on the operating table had his eyes closed tightly. His face was pale, but his breathing was steady, as if he was sleeping.
Beside the operating table, various high-tech monitors reflect the patient's various physiological indicators in real time, and these indicators will also be mapped on the glass outside.
Qian Huan carefully glanced at the various indicators beating on the glass, and his tense mind gradually relaxed.
"Don't worry, your second uncle is fine. Most of the impact of the explosion was blocked by the car body. He was hit by the door. Several ribs in his chest were squeezed and broken. It's not life-threatening. The surgery should take another half an hour. We can finish pushing him to the sanatorium." The woman put down the teacup in her hand and said calmly.
"Mom, Mr. You said I was too cautious, but if I hadn't helped my second uncle remodel the car this time..."
Qian Huan looked at his mother proudly, with a hint of asking for credit in his tone,
"I just passed by Qiming Street, and the scene there was really shocking."
The woman looked at Qian Huan, her eyes A faint smile flashed across his face, but at the same time, there was also a trace of imperceptible worry in his eyes.
She said softly: "Indeed, thank you. When your second uncle wakes up, he must thank you. However, even if your second uncle wakes up, he will probably need to recuperate in the hospital for a while. . Therefore, there are some things I must tell you in advance, about the prison..."
(End of this chapter)