Chapter 1389: Yechuan Really Needs You!

Xiyang City People's Hospital.

Ding Zhen lay on the bed, his hair disheveled, his face full of dejection.

His wife peeled an apple and fed it to his mouth.

He turned his face away and shook his head, "I don't want to eat."

His wife understood his mood; she wanted to comfort him, but didn't know how to begin.

Movement came from outside the door.

A fat man carrying a flower basket knocked on the door, "Secretary Ding, I heard you were injured, so I came to see you."

Ding Zhen nodded at the fat man, "Xiao Chen, thank you."

Xiao Chen was a cadre at the County Civil Affairs Bureau; during the previous adjustment of Section-level Cadres, he was one of the two people he had successfully recommended.

Xiao Chen still had a conscience; upon hearing that Ding Zhen had been in a car accident, he had come over immediately.

He said in an exaggerated tone, "Secretary Ding, don't work so hard on work matters. Work is important, but your health is more important. Your body doesn't belong to you alone, it belongs to all the people of the county; you must rest well."

Ding Zhen sighed, "I am feeling anxious right now. The county is going all out against the flood, and with me lying here, the flood prevention work is bound to be a complete mess."

Xiao Chen hurriedly comforted him, "Secretary Ding, you getting into a car accident was also for the sake of work. Everyone was very moved after hearing about it."

His wife listened to the conversation between her husband and Xiao Chen, secretly thinking that while Xiao Chen didn't look like much, his emotional intelligence was very high, and her husband's mood seemed to have improved.

Truly, one cannot judge a book by its cover.

Xiao Chen sat in the ward for a few minutes, said some pleasant things, left behind a red envelope, and then departed.

Since Ding Zhen had been hospitalized, three or four people had come to visit.

These people seemed to have clairvoyance and super-hearing; as soon as he came out of the emergency room, they had rushed to the hospital.

Moreover, they had a tacit understanding when entering and leaving the ward, and even the time they stayed was about the same, strictly controlled to around five minutes.

His wife squeezed the thickness of the red envelope and, based on the feel, guessed there should be five thousand yuan inside.

After the guest left, the smile disappeared from Ding Zhen's face, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling.

His wife put the red envelope into her bag, and a ridiculous thought suddenly arose in her heart.

"After my husband's injuries heal, it would be best if he got sick again; the illness shouldn't be too severe, nor too light. Just enough to need hospitalization would be best."

At this moment, her mobile phone rang, and his wife answered the call.

"May I ask if this is Comrade Ding Zhen's spouse?"

"Yes, may I ask who this is?"

"I am Secretary Jiang's Secretary, Xiao Lu."

"Director Lu, hello. May I ask if there is something you need?"

"Secretary Jiang heard that Comrade Ding Zhen was injured in the line of duty and is currently in the hospital; he will come to visit later."

"Okay, thank you."

Hanging up the phone, his wife said to Ding Zhen, "I just received a call from the Municipal Party Secretary's secretary; Jiang Jing is coming to visit you."

Ding Zhen's eyes lit up, "Hurry and get some water, I need to wash my face."

His wife said in surprise, "You are a patient, why be so particular?"

Ding Zhen gave his wife a cross look, "What do you know? If Secretary Jiang comes to visit, there might be reporters following. If I look sloppy, it will affect how I look on camera."

His wife didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why is the burden of a County Party Secretary heavier than the idol burden of someone in the entertainment industry?"

Ding Zhen glanced at the flower basket and fruit in the corner, "Clear those things out, don't leave them in the room."

Two hours later, Jiang Jing arrived at the City People's Hospital.

The Dean of the hospital personally greeted him at the entrance.

Jiang Jing walked into the ward and swept a glance at Ding Zhen lying on the hospital bed.

His right leg was in a cast, his face was wrapped in bandages, and his face was swollen; he looked quite seriously injured.

Jiang Jing walked over and asked softly, "Comrade Ding Zhen, how are you feeling now?"

Ding Zhen squeezed a smile onto his face, "Secretary Jiang, I feel much better. I am feeling particularly anxious right now; the flood control and disaster relief situation in Yechuan is severe, yet I am injured. However, I feel I have recovered enough. I will go through the discharge procedures in a moment and head to the command center to continue throwing myself into the work."

Jiang Jing frowned, "The flood situation in Yechuan County is indeed not to be underestimated, but you shouldn't force yourself. I suggest you still take good care of yourself. The city will temporarily dispatch cadres to help Yechuan shoulder the flood disaster."

Ding Zhen insisted, "Secretary Jiang, please accept my request. At this critical moment, even if I die, I must die on the front line."

Jiang Jing said softly, "Your spirit is commendable, and all Xiyang cadres should learn from your spirit. However, you must still recuperate well; this is an order!"

Leaving the ward, Jiang Jing's face was full of worry.

He had not expected this flood to come so suddenly.

And he had not expected that Yechuan would become the place with the most severe disaster situation.

He suddenly thought of Tang Ye.

If Tang Ye were still here, even if Ding Zhen had been in a car accident, he could have shouldered the responsibility.

After everyone left, Ding Zhen said to his wife, "Have you asked the Attending Physician when I can be discharged for the injury on my leg?"

His wife frowned, "It takes a hundred days to recover from a bone or tendon injury; it will take at least half a year!"

Ding Zhen gritted his teeth, "Tell the doctor, I want to be discharged now."

His wife said, "Are you crazy? Even Secretary Jiang told you to recuperate well."

Ding Zhen said, "At a time like this, I must set an example."

His wife found the doctor and asked softly, "Is my husband's current condition suitable for discharge?"

The Attending Physician said in surprise, "That is definitely not possible!"

Ding Zhen's wife smiled bitterly, "He is insisting on being discharged. Could you help me persuade him?"

The Attending Physician came to the ward.

Ding Zhen demanded impatiently, "I must be discharged immediately! Please help me find a wheelchair."

The Attending Physician shook his head and gave a bitter smile, "Secretary Ding, I can understand your feelings. However, your injuries are not light; if you do not rest and recuperate properly, your leg will be lame in the future, which will affect your image."

Ding Zhen was stunned for a moment, falling into hesitation, "Is it that serious?"

The Attending Physician affirmed, "Secretary Ding, the conditions in Xiyang are limited. I suggest you transfer to a hospital in the province; that would be better for your condition."

Hearing the Attending Physician say this, Ding Zhen immediately abandoned the idea of being discharged.

He understood the importance of physical health and external image to a cadre.

……

Early the next morning, Tang Ye received a call from Executive Deputy County Magistrate Zhao Kaiyuan.

"County Magistrate Tang, I am reporting two things to you. First, Comrade Ding Zhen encountered a car accident while rushing to the command center late at night; the driver died on the spot, and he himself is seriously injured. Second, the flood situation in Yechuan is not optimistic. In particular, the flood control projects in Chenxin Town have had breaches multiple times, and the danger is constant!"

Tang Ye took a deep breath, "The situation is actually this severe! I will report to the Party School leaders later to see if I can request leave and apply to return to Yechuan County."

Zhao Kaiyuan paused for a few seconds, "County Magistrate Tang, right now, Yechuan really needs you especially!!!"

Tang Ye nodded, "I will rush back as soon as possible."

Hanging up Zhao Kaiyuan's call, Tang Ye took out paper and a pen to write a leave request, then dialed the Class Teacher's phone number.