Feng Zongze took off his blood-stained surgical gloves and threw them into the porcelain plate. Wisps of blood immediately floated out of the clear water. [Read the latest chapter] A nurse carefully carried it out. Medical latex gloves must be washed and disinfected repeatedly until they are no longer usable. This is one of the rules formulated in the face of high scarcity of medical supplies.
Today is the second time to debridement and apply medicine. Feng Zongze lit a cigar and felt a little irritated. As a former pharmacy owner, he did not smoke in the past - smoke stained his fingers and clothes, giving people who bought medicine a very uncomfortable feeling.
Since the 315 case, he has been restless and inexplicably irritable, so he smoked the South China Sea cigar specially provided by Nangong Wudi for the elders.
Look at the medical waste and instruments on the table that the nurses are clearing. He couldn't help but feel a little sore: Not to mention the wounds on Jin Wushun's body - not to mention the knife wounds, from the large area of second-degree burns on her hands, it is not difficult to guess what kind of strong will this short woman had to support her ability at that time. Get through it: On the medical scale of pain, the pain from a deep burn is second only to the pain of childbirth.
None of the wounds on Jin Wushun's body were defensive wounds. Feng Zongze didn't understand why this naturalized citizen would risk his life so much - but this did not prevent him from respecting this woman.
After doing basic treatment to prevent wound infection, Feng Zongze gave Jin Wushun the fentanyl transdermal patch he brought personally. This was originally his personal item that he kept at the bottom of the box, but now it can alleviate Jin Wushun's physical pain to the greatest extent, making her feel more relaxed on the boat to Lingao. This is the only thing he can do now. Feng Zongze knew very well that he was just an unreliable licensed pharmacist and not a professional doctor, let alone a doctor in the burn department. Even in Lingao, if skin grafting is performed under the current medical environment, the success rate of the operation will not be too high. The safest treatment was amputation, but he still had hope that Jin Wushun could save her hand.
"If the leg is really amputated, at worst, we will take her in and take care of her for the rest of her life."
The nasty joke Feng Zongze told himself in his heart did not make him feel much relieved. Because he thought of Park Dehuan and the black hands behind him again. His previous hesitation was not indecision. First, because we really don’t want to start a killing spree in a place that has been operating for a long time. Once the killing starts, it will be equivalent to a weakened version of the "extermination order" on our own territory, which will bring a short "pain period" to Jeju. Moreover, purging the leading party that he promoted would damage his prestige in the Senate.
He went on a killing spree in his own ruling area. It will undoubtedly cause the Executive Committee to doubt its administrative ability - this is much more serious than being criticized in the Senate. After all, the executive committee holds executive power.
As soon as the Jeju incident broke out, Feng Zongze could already think of how the soy sauce gangsters in the Senate had made trouble for him. As long as the so-called hearing was held, the best evaluation waiting for him would probably be: negligence, lack of knowledge of people, The leading party, which was careless and indulgent and spent a lot of training costs, was corrupted. Sitting back and watching the activities of hostile elements... the worst that can happen is incompetence and dereliction of duty.
The incident between Leizhou Sugar Industry and Guangzhou Station has not long passed. Although the nature of it is different from this time, the left-behind soy sauce elders will not care whether you have dedicated yourself to the Senate and died. In their eyes, you are an expatriate. It’s equal to welfare, and it’s the top of the local mountain!
It is difficult to turn around on this kind of issue just once, especially for a soy sauce veteran like me who has no faction backing but holds "heavy power". Especially the massacre of the work team in Danzhou. It once made several elders involved feel disgraced.
Feng Zongze shuddered a little when he thought that he might be "rounded" by someone while sitting on the lone chair in the middle of the horseshoe-shaped table.
"These idiots!" He cursed secretly, "You just know how to kill people, just kill them! Don't you know that people are precious assets?"
However, the Great Purge is also a way to re-establish one's image and stop talking...
"There's going to be a bloody disaster in Jeju Island? Is it all because someone went against the will of heaven? Huh! That's right!" Feng Zongze's eyes lit up when he thought of this, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Although blood for blood is not the best way to solve the current "crisis", it is the least bad. He understood that the current situation on the island was far from deteriorating to the point where a large army was needed for a comprehensive cleansing. But considering the Senate which is far away in Lingao. He decided to act more decisively and increase the momentum.
The story of the Jin siblings needs to be written down in a big way! He thought, this is the biggest shining point in the commotion of 320! The so-called bad things turn into good things...
so far. Under the rule of the Senate, there has never been such a model of "new morality" that can be used for propaganda. Although many naturalized citizens who died in the line of duty have been buried in Cuigang in Lingao and the "Martyrs Cemetery" in Sanya, there are no One has such a strong and shocking effect as Jin Liushun.
The Jin sisters have to make the materials themselves and make them as detailed as possible.
The cigar butt flickered in the smoke, and Feng Zongze's eyes fell on his desk. "Daystar" and "Weekly News".
Last night, he carefully read every article above. "Morning Star" is the theoretical publication of the Senate, and "Weekly Updates" is a compilation of various information from the Senate during the week. The combination of the two is of great benefit in keeping abreast of the latest developments in the Senate.
He once again reviewed what happened not long ago. From the perspective of the executive committee, the 320 riot is actually nothing.
First, the command team was aware of and prepared for the incident before it occurred; second, it quickly suppressed the riot. The losses are basically negligible. Third, after this incident, we can take this opportunity to cleanse the largest local power in the area and obtain a large number of cattle and horses, enough to silence the Planning Institute and the Executive Committee.
Although the cattle and horses of Jeju Island had long been in their possession, what might have been a redemption price, and what could only be obtained through economic means, became free trophies. It also fully embodies the spirit of "ruling the country according to law."
Judging from the messages and various information sent to them by the Executive Committee, the Executive Committee was both satisfied and dissatisfied with what they did on Jeju Island. But overall I am satisfied, otherwise I would not have dropped one spot in the rankings of the front committee. And he also gave a very superficial reason: "The current focus of Jeju Island's work in the future will be to strengthen public security throughout the island."
According to the spirit of this instruction: it is completely possible to lower his ranking to behind Nangong Wudi. But what does it mean if it only drops below Xue Ziliang? The Executive Committee is generally satisfied with its civil work in Jeju Island.
What is the dissatisfaction of the Executive Committee? Apparently "localism". Including the instructions on the economic development of Jeju Island in the cable illustrate this point. Feng Zongze thought to himself that the two articles in "Morning Star" were actually a slap on the face of the expatriate veterans.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became enlightened. I have to write a thick report tonight. He picked up the bell on the table and shook it. His life secretary came in.
"Tell the guard I'm going out."
"Excuse me, chief, where are you going?" the life secretary asked.
"Go to the Political Security Office."
Liu Fuqing stood in front of Feng Zongze with his back bent. Although he tried very hard to imitate the "Australian style" of his younger colleagues with his head held high, his many years of working as a minor official in the Ming Dynasty had already transformed his back into this state. Get a feel for it.
"Did Pu Dehuan do it?" he asked.
"It's all explained," Liu Fuqing said. Pu Dehuan collapsed as soon as he was brought into the Political Security Office, crying and confessing everything. Kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, he kept saying that he "did not betray the leader" and that "the sun and the moon can serve as a lesson."
"Do you think he is telling the truth?"
"I think what he said is true." Liu Fuqing knew that the chief did not like to play word games. One is one, and two is two. The traditional public servants' trap of swordsmen, pens, and clerks cannot be tolerated in front of them.
Then he took out the confession materials and handed them to Feng Zongze. Feng Zongze waved his hand: "You choose to report it."
Liu Fuqing briefly explained the economic problems explained by Pu Dehuan, including the results of the search in Pu Dehuan's residence - the total value of the stolen money and stolen goods was quite objective according to local standards. Feng Zongze listened with a dull expression on his face.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zongze asked: "Are there any clues that he is involved in the 315 and 320 projects?"
"Report, so far, he has not been found to be involved in these two cases. However, his maid Zhang Chengxue is a major suspect - on the surface she was given to Pu Dehuan by Huang Yunyu, but we found that she is actually Zhao Minggui's maid . So we are interrogating her. We should be able to obtain evidence from her as to whether Park Dehuan participated in these two conspiracies."
"You have done a good job." Feng Zongze nodded. He was greatly relieved by the fact that Park Dehuan was not involved in the conspiracy. Any evidence of his involvement would be very detrimental to him. The Political Security Administration is vertically led and cannot influence relevant materials on its own.
That's fine, he thought. Having the General Administration of Political Security endorse Park Dehuan would be more convincing than simply drawing a "conclusion" on his own. It is better that Park De-hwan is a member than a "counter-revolutionary".
"Where's Park Demeng?" He thought of Park Dehuan's brother.
"The review of him has been concluded - the conclusion is that he was not involved. He is temporarily under 24-hour monitoring."
Feng Zongze said no more and stood up to leave. Liu Fuqing remembered something and reported:
"Park Dehwan said he wanted to meet the chief -"
Feng Zongze even felt a little heartbroken for a moment. He hesitated and said, "No."
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