My dear brother Hou Liangping, is he killing his own brother for the sake of justice? The country wi

Doctors from more than a dozen major hospitals across the country came to Handong overnight.

Everyone touched Hou Xingyu's stomach.

But Hou Xingyu didn't know that so many doctors from all over the country were dispatched for his stomachache.

Seeing the sweat on the heads of these doctors, their serious expressions, and their trembling hands.

Hou Xingyu was almost scared to death.

I just ate some seafood, I wouldn't get a terminal illness!

But if it was really an ordinary minor illness, why did so many doctors come?

And it seems that they are from all over the world.

Could it be a rare terminal illness?

Or a disease that has never existed before, so rare that it can be named after me?

This night.

Not only doctors, but all doctors spent it in fear and anxiety.

Hou Xingyu was the same.

In fact, he was the most panicked one.

He silently made a decision in his heart that he would never eat seafood again.

Especially hairy crabs.

After a night of tossing and turning, more than a dozen experts finally held a joint meeting and discussed for three or four hours, and came to a conclusion

��It was unexpected, but also reasonable.

That's right, Hou Xingyu's illness was a stomach upset. He had an upset stomach from eating seafood, it was that simple.

The next morning, Sha Ruijin called Hou Xingyu and told him that so many helicopters had arrived in Handong Province last night, so of course he, as the top leader, had to notify them.

After getting the news, he was also shocked.

After meeting with the old leader last time, he understood the importance of Hou Xingyu, but he didn't expect him to be so important.

The military dispatched helicopters to escort doctors from major hospitals across the country to treat Hou Xingyu.

This kind of treatment is unprecedented and unheard of.

"Comrade Xiao Hou, I heard about your illness."

"Your body is the capital of your struggle. How does that saying go? Nothing is more important than your body."

"Don't worry about Guangming District for now. Let Li Dakang find someone to do it."

"Your first priority now is to take good care of your body"

"Only with a healthy body can we better serve the people."

"There are some other things I won't talk about on the phone. In short, your health comes first."

Hou Xingyu wanted to refuse, but Sha Ruijin repeatedly asked him to take care of his health.

He had no choice but to agree.

It's not bad. The salary is still paid, and I can rest at home for a few days. After returning from the northwest, to be honest, I really haven't spent much time with Zhong Xiaoai.

Not long after I hung up the phone,

Guangming District Mayor Sun Liancheng came over with a bunch of fruits. He knew Hou Xingyu smoked, so he brought a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes.

The two sat on the sofa, and Zhong Xiaoai washed the fruits and brought them out.

"Brother Sun, why are you here?"

"I heard about your illness. I'm with you in Guangming District. You should stay at home and take care of yourself."

"in addition..."

As he spoke, Sun Liancheng grabbed Hou Xingyu's hand.

"Besides, I have something to thank you for."

"If you hadn't spoken to Secretary Dakang for me, I probably wouldn't have been able to get promoted or get a raise in my lifetime."

"My salary has increased a lot now, and I am more motivated to work"

"I have to thank you. I didn't expect a salary increase."

"I'll accept the cigarettes and the like. There's no such thing as gifts between us."

Sun Liancheng was really touched. He had been in the position of district chief for a long time and had been suppressed by Ding Yizhen.

He had to take the blame for Li Dakang from time to time.

He once suspected that he was in this position just to take the blame for Li Dakang.

Li Dakang was not considerate in his work and often offended many people unintentionally. When he took the blame, he would push Sun Liancheng out. Pushing him out would be fine, but he didn't give him a salary increase.

The position of district chief sounds like a big deal. The salary and bonus of our public officials are not much together.

It's like wanting the horse to run but not letting it eat grass.

For a long time, his salary could not be increased, his work was suppressed, and he had to take the blame for others. He gradually became lazy and slack.

If it weren't for Hou Xingyu, it is estimated that his salary would never increase in his life, and his rank would never be promoted in his life.

I went home two days ago and told my wife about the salary increase.

My wife was so happy that she cooked a lot of dishes for him that night.

I owe Hou Xingyu such a big favor, it's not right for him not to come and see and give some gifts.

It's reasonable and emotional that he should see

"OK, Brother Sun, I'll take it."

"Don't worry too much about it. You have been the mayor of Guangming District for so many years."

"I just mentioned it."

"In fact, even if I didn't mention it, it would be only a matter of time before I got promoted and got a raise."

Hou Xingyu said with a smile.

Sun Liancheng nodded without saying anything. He knew that Hou Xingyu was being modest.

"Okay, brother, come to my house for dinner after you get better."

"Are you and your brother and sister-in-law coming?"

"Your sister-in-law is a good cook."

"Then we can prepare some seafood, hairy crabs, etc., so that we can have a good meal and drink, and then look at the stars at night."

Hou Xingyu quickly stopped:

"Star watching is OK"

"But I really don’t eat seafood anymore."