Seeing that his son looked dissatisfied and had his own opinions, Luo Polu sighed in his heart.

Although he is noble, he has been a cadre for so many years and is from a high school in the capital. How could he not know these twists and turns? But he now has the intention to retreat. After the storm of Zheng Pingshan's case, Luo Polu felt that the officialdom was dangerous and it was really not worth nostalgia. He was in his forties and was only at the deputy county level. At this age, he no longer had an advantage. Even if he "staying up" in the officialdom, he would not have a high future.

Therefore, during the two days of rest at home, Luo Polu was secretly planning to position himself and his family's future development direction - if possible, he would rather teach in college and concentrate on his studies.

Of course, this is just an immature idea hidden in his heart, and he has not told his wife and son yet.

"Dad, Uncle Luo from the capital called again to ask when you would go back to Beijing, saying that Grandpa III wanted to see you." Luo Zhiyuan took the initiative to change the topic while having a meal.

Luo Polu's face darkened.

Last time he spoke to Luo Chaoyang on the phone, Luo Chaoyang tactfully conveyed Mr. Luo’s “instructions” to him - Mr. Luo hinted that as long as he was willing to return to Beijing to admit his mistakes, he would be spared and the Luo family could still let him return.

To be honest, it was beyond Luo Polu's expectations that Mr. Luo would give in to this level. But Luo Polu was still very worried. Although he agreed, he did not take action.

When returning to the Luo family, he was not only him, but also his wife and children. But he was worried that his wife and children, especially his beloved wife Mu Qing, who was born in grassroots, would be rejected and discriminated against by the Luo family and would be hurt by the Luo family - some things do not necessarily have to be reflected in words and actions. The invisible barriers and high-ranking "look down" alone are enough to be unacceptable.

Therefore, Luo Polu had never planned to enter Beijing.

Luo Zhiyuan deliberately mentioned this, and Luo Polu became irritated and didn't bother to ask questions anymore. He stood up and went into the bedroom with a calm face.

Luo Zhiyuan smiled softly, lowered his head and continued to eat his own meal.

...

Late at 11 o'clock in the evening. Anbei People's Hospital. Intensive Care Unit.

The corridors of the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular ward were dim, and the hospitalized patients had already fallen asleep. The entire ward was silent. The nurse on duty lay on the nurse's table and fell asleep. In the lounge opposite the custody room, the two people who came to accompany the provincial discipline inspection commission's task force also fell asleep.

A young nurse in a white coat tiptoed over the other end of the corridor, holding a stainless steel diagnosis and treatment plate in her hand.

When she passed by the nurse station, she glanced at the nurse on duty who had fallen asleep, and then went straight to the custody room where Zheng Pingshan was.

Pushing the door open, she walked in.

Under the dim bedside lamp, Zheng Pingshan was lying quietly on the hospital bed, his mouth covered with an oxygen hood and liquid was still injected on his wrist.

The female nurse pursed her lips slightly. She stood in front of the bed and stared at Zheng Pingshan who was unconscious. She gritted her teeth, and suddenly stepped forward and pulled open the oxygen mask on Zheng Pingshan's mouth. Zheng Pingshan's eyes were closed and his face changed slightly.

The female nurse quickly opened the infusion tube, took an infusion device filled with air, inserted it into the other end of the infusion tube, and began to slowly inject air into the infusion tube.

The night was shrouded, the autumn wind was howling outside the window, and the female nurse's heartbeat was like a drum. Although it was a dark and windy night, it was not necessarily a good time to kill people. Her cruel and ruthless movements were still a little guilty. The sweat beads on her forehead kept rolling down, and her hands holding the infusion device were trembling obviously.

Ahem!

A dull dry cough suddenly blew up in the empty guardrail room. The female nurse's heart skipped a beat. Looking up, she saw Zheng Pingshan's eyes open, her eyes were majestic and angry.

Zheng Pingshan grabbed the female nurse's wrist with her backhand and shouted: "What are you going to do?"

...

The female nurse's surname is Zhou and named Zhou Lian. She is one of the nurses on duty in another ward downstairs. She is so rich that she is greedy for a lot of money. She is confused and does something stupid. She thought that she would send this seriously ill person, who is half-death in a state of cerebral hemorrhage, to the west without realizing it, but unexpectedly she fell into a big net arranged by Deng Ninglin.

Deng Ninglin set up a condom. Today, Zheng Pingshan suddenly had an illness, which was not a cerebral hemorrhage, but a temporary shock caused by persistent nerve tension, lack of sleep and brain hypoxia. Shortly after Luo Zhiyuan left the hotel, Deng Ninglin sent someone to retrieve Luo Zhiyuan for rescue. Luo Zhiyuan massaged several of Zheng Pingshan's acupoints, and Zheng Pingshan woke up.

When Deng Ning was worried about the current deadlock, he took advantage of the situation and released the wind to lure the snake out of the hole, which was indeed very effective.

The task force interrogated the nurse Zhou Lian overnight. Zhou Lian quickly confessed to the person who bought her, and this person was the driver "Gangzi" of Chen Ping's younger brother Chen Liang. Gangzi was originally a street gangster. When he learned a driver's license, he sneaked into Huatai Group and drove a car for Vice President Chen Liang. Of course, he was not only a driver, but also a part-time bodyguard and thug leader.

Out of caution, Deng Ninglin did not inform the city, nor did he take action through the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

The next morning, he personally reported the progress of the case to the main leaders of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, and at the same time requested the Provincial Party Committee to appoint a portion of the police forces from the Provincial Public Security Department to cooperate with the work of the task force. Under the instructions of the main leaders of the Provincial Party Committee, the Provincial Public Security Department immediately established a temporary working group and dispatched 24 police officers to take cars to Anbei to obey Deng Ninglin's unified command.

At the same time, the leaders of the provincial department also ordered that the nearby Linhai Municipal Public Security Bureau organize some police forces to wait for emergency and accept dispatch from the provincial department at any time.

Deng Ning was about to dispatch troops to fire the first "closing the net" shot, and also sounded the alarm for some people hiding behind the scenes, Luo Zhiyuan rode his motorcycle to stop and circle around, and then entered Mujia Village. It was originally more than an hour away, but he rushed over for more than two hours.

Although Tang Xiaolan was lying on the bed reading, she was actually anxious and was always worried about her mother Tang Xiuhua in the city.

She is a very smart woman. She knows that Luo Zhiyuan's words are not wrong. Only when she hides, her mother can be safe. As long as she still has the relevant secrets, whether Hou Senlin or Chen Ping, she dare not act rashly. Of course, it is impossible to rule out that these two people are anxious to jump over the wall - and this is what she is worried about in her heart.

If it were an ordinary woman, she would have been unable to calm down. But at least Tang Xiaolan was still calm on the surface. She locked up her elder brother and cut off contact with everything she knew. Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise she would not have been able to hide in Mujia Village for long.

The door creaked. Tang Xiaolan jumped up from the bed like a conditioned reflex. He looked over and saw that Luo Zhiyuan was walking in calmly. Then he let out a long breath and ran over barefoot, grabbed his arm and said hurriedly: "Zhiyuan, what's the situation?"

Luo Zhiyuan did not answer, but silently looked down at her fair and smooth feet like works of art, and sighed: "Sister Xiaolan, barefoot will catch a cold, the mountains are cold, hurry up and go to the kang!"

Tang Xiaolan then realized that he had been barefoot, but stared at Luo Zhiyuan regardless of the matter and said softly: "Tell me, what's going on? My mother..."

"Your mother is very safe. The people from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection's task force are protecting her. Don't worry." Luo Zhiyuan chuckled softly, "As for that side, I guess I'm already crazy and ready to jump over the wall..."

"You go back to the kang first! Even if you are not afraid of catching a cold, you should be careful of insects and mice on the ground!"
Chapter completed!