You call me "son-in-law" and "Taishan" very smoothly, right?
Xia Bing was complaining in his heart, but on the surface he still looked as normal, and the situation was not embarrassing at all.
He waved his hand, sat down and said, "I don't have anything else to do. I invite you here today just for a chat. Just feel free to do it."
Since Xia Xiaoshi's confession a few days ago, Xia Bing has asked someone to inquire in detail about Zhou Changfeng's background and resume. It can be said that he is very satisfied with both aspects.
When this person was born in the Han Dynasty, he was a standard good family member, and he was the best candidate to serve as the Yulin Army.
The resume is even more eye-catching. To be ranked among the top ten in a place like the Armed Forces Academy, which is a gathering of elites, one must not only have real talent and practical knowledge, but also innate talent. In addition, during his tenure, he was highly appreciated by the superiors and also made meritorious deeds in battle. It can be said that the future is quite bright.
Although the opening remarks of the meeting just now were shocking, at least it showed that he was quite humble and enthusiastic, rather than an arrogant person.
There is a saying that goes well, if you like people, they will do the right thing.
This is the case for Xia Bing now. He recalls what his colleagues said in the past, such as "It is not good to be too indulgent with your children" and "It is not easy for a girl who is used to being free to marry", and now he feels particularly happy.
Xia Bing himself is actually a very casual person, and does not seek wealth and status, so he is not satisfied with his time in the officialdom. After all, when a person no longer wants to be promoted and make a fortune, he will appear to be out of touch.
Now in his mid-forties, he has served as the official of Jiaxing Prefecture, the magistrate of Wangjiang County, and the magistrate of Yuyao County. Among them, he has served as the official of Jiaxing Prefecture for nine years. In the past few years, he was transferred back to Beijing and transferred to the criminal department. In this case, he was recommended by a deputy inspector of the branch patrol, which shows that Xia Bing's official career was not smooth.
Of course, in the final analysis, it is because he is too casual, neither flattering nor taking sides, and everything will be fine once his own duties are done, so he is naturally marginalized.
It is conceivable that people with such a personality are very indulgent in disciplining their children. It can be said that Xia Xiaoshi has been raised as a child, which really broke her mother Gao Lingling's heart.
As for the issue of heirs, he actually didn't care. The eldest son before Xia Xiaoshi died in infancy, and the younger son after that had a miscarriage in March. After that, Xia Bing and Gao Lingling did not plan to have any more children. The former was very open-minded - he still had two younger brothers anyway, so he was not afraid of interrupting the Xia family's incense.
He touched his short beard and asked, "Do you have a home in the capital now?"
Zhou Changfeng shook his head and replied truthfully: "Not yet, but I can buy it at any time."
"That's right. You guys live mostly in camps, so you really don't need much shelter. You might as well buy a house later. It's new."
"As for where to buy it, I don't mind that. Just read the poem. If you want a bigger one, it should be on the outskirts of the city. If you want to buy it in the city, it should be smaller."
"Of course it's in the urban area, so it doesn't matter if it's smaller." Xia Bing smiled, "It's not good for two people to live in a big yard and it's empty."
Seeing how gentle he was, Zhou Changfeng's remaining anxiety disappeared.
The two started chatting freely, talking about everything from the market situation to the world situation, from short-term plans to long-term plans.
Interestingly, Zhou Changfeng discovered that Xia Bing was actually a fisherman? He had a great talk about this.
But Zhou Changfeng's "fishing" experience is actually rather unconventional...or outrageous.
In the previous life, the army occasionally had the task of destroying certain expired ammunition. This kind of thing seemed like a chore to the veterans, but the recruits were often happy to do it.
But their happiness will not last long. Maybe the first few shots are very enjoyable, but when faced with several large boxes of bullets, they will soon become sad. Even if they wear noise-canceling headphones, after shooting thousands of rounds of bullets, their ears will be exhausted. It can buzz for days.
There happened to be a stream that was neither wide nor narrow near the destruction site, so everyone would sometimes use a few dynamite blocks to fry fish. The idle but good-hearted Zhou Changfeng undoubtedly liked to do this the most, and he was criticized for it.
Xia Bing was speechless, "Xiao Zhou, is this not fishing?"
Zhou Changfeng replied seriously: "Different paths lead to the same destination. Different paths lead to the same destination."
"Fishing is about tempering your mind and enjoying the process, not the results. But if you get something, it will be an unexpected surprise."
"Well... frying fish is not all about eating. It's more about the process of teamwork and the exciting feeling."
Okay, you are a mess, aren't you? Can this also be said to be a result of different paths leading to the same goal?
"It's almost late, I still have some official business to do." Xia Bing raised his hand and looked at his watch, then slowly stood up, "You'll be taking a break during the Spring Festival. Do you have time to go to the river with me?"
"Okay," Zhou Changfeng quickly stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I'm very happy."
Fishing with my father-in-law is something I cannot refuse.
From the chat just now, it seems that this family is quite open-minded. It can be said that most people can't hope for such a cool and casual but not indulgent father in Xia Xiaoshi's stall.
As Xia Bing returned to the duty room and continued working, Zhou Changfeng no longer needed to stay in this unfamiliar Ministry of Criminal Affairs office, and he left immediately with satisfaction.
Some people are happy and others are sad. How can anyone in the world be completely satisfied?
Zhu Lingjing, who arrived in Jiujiang Prefecture some time ago, was quickly shocked by the tragic scene and severity of the epidemic area. Those skinny, pot-bellied patients were quickly approaching the end of their lives.
The medical system in several counties is completely unable to treat such a huge group of patients. Doctors and nurses work overtime, but there is still an endless stream of patients coming for medical consultation every day.
So she immediately reported back to the DPRK and asked for more reinforcements and additional funding.
This request was quickly approved by the cabinet and was not even submitted to the imperial court.
"...The top priority is to treat the symptoms, but we must not forget to treat the root cause. Now that we have sufficient resources, the two can go hand in hand. If you have any opinions, please speak up."
In the hall beside the Jiujiang government office, Zhu Lingjing and a group of officials were having a meeting to discuss the latest progress.
"Your Highness, when it comes to treating diseases, the most time-consuming and labor-intensive thing currently is medication. You must also know the reason for this." The director of the First Prefectural Hospital said helplessly: "The doctors in our hospital have thought of a short-term therapy. If we can Extension can treat more patients, but... there will be more side effects, I'm afraid..."
The most effective schistosomiasis drug today is called "tartar", and its chemical name is potassium antimony tartrate, which is a highly irritating organic salt.
It can only be injected intravenously, and even if only a few drops stick to the skin, you can feel obvious burning and pain; its side effects are more terrifying, and the recipients may experience vomiting, hypotension, and joint pain. reaction; at the same time, it can also cause damage to the myocardium and even induce cardiac arrest.
However, its current "two-day method" requires injection once a day for twenty days, which is quite painful for patients with poor physical health.
The so-called short-course therapy goes a step further on this basis, compressing the course of treatment to eight days, with one injection every morning and one in the afternoon. Although it can greatly improve the treatment efficiency, the side effects are also obviously increased dramatically.
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