Deputy Director Li and his companions hadn't gone far when they heard a "plop" sound. They immediately took a quick step back.
The door opened, and they saw Shen Xiuwen lying sprawled on the ground, with a pool of blood seeping on the floor.
A police officer in the group immediately got anxious. "Could this guy have committed suicide out of desperation?"
Deputy Director Li didn't say a word. He stepped forward and first felt Shen Xiuwen's breath.
Then he noticed that the wound was on the back of the head.
The heart that had just been in his throat instantly settled back down.
"The man is okay, and it's not suicide."
Deputy Director Li had handled no less than eight hundred and perhaps even a thousand cases. He had never seen anyone commit suicide by hitting the back of their head.
He told two people to send Shen Xiuwen to the hospital first.
At this time, he noticed the newspaper on the ground.
"Deceased: Liu Dajiang, Liu Dahe..."
Strangely, he felt that the names of these two people were vaguely familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before.
As soon as this thought came to him, he heard someone beside him let out an exclamation.
"Hey, how did these two die?"
Hearing this, Deputy Director Li looked over. "Do you know them?"
"Not exactly know them."
The man explained, "Last time, a neighbor of these two brothers reported that there were thieves in the Liu family's yard. Our people brought back several petty thieves."
With this reminder from the other person, Deputy Director Li also remembered.
There seemed to be such an incident.
But at that time, he was busy investigating the case of the Jiang Family, so he only listened to the case report.
All the specific handling was done by his subordinates.
At this time, the young police officer who had just spoken said again, "Those petty thieves were none other than Shen Qingqing and her two siblings."
"Later, we found out that these two brothers had been with Shen Xiuwen for more than a decade and were his right - hand men."
"According to an old neighbor, in the past two years, the Liu brothers had spent most of their time in Yancheng. Each time they came back, they would stay for at most ten or fifteen days and then leave again."
So that's how it was!
The things that Deputy Director Li couldn't figure out before finally became clear to him.
He wondered why they had searched for several months but still hadn't found the "other group of people" mentioned by Lin Baozhu and others!
It turned out that all this was a self - directed and self - acted play by Shen Xiuwen.
First, he had his confidants transport these things to Yancheng in advance, and then he cried "thief" while being the thief himself, claiming that the things were lost.
If he hadn't been caught red - handed by the Red Guard Committee for hoarding gold.
It was very likely that this man would have already fled to Yancheng with his whole family.
Thinking deeper, Shen Xiuwen's destination might not even be Yancheng, but Hong Kong!
Good heavens, Shen Xiuwen.
What a vicious heart!
Thinking like this, Deputy Director Li didn't waste any time. He took the newspaper and went straight to the director's office.
If he didn't make Shen Xiuwen serve a life - long prison sentence this time, he felt that he would be sorry for the silk banner that Comrade Xiao Jiang had sent him before.
It was just that Shen Xiuwen was unconscious at the moment. Otherwise, he would definitely have crawled up to shout his innocence!
...
Shen Xiuwen was in a coma for a full day and night. When he woke up, he found a nurse hanging an IV for him.
"Wo... wo... zhe... zhe zhe si... zěn me le..."
After he spoke, Shen Xiuwen himself was deeply shocked.
He just wanted to ask, "What's wrong with me?"
For just these few words, why did he stutter like a person with a speech impediment?
He opened his mouth and wanted to ask in more detail.
The on - duty young nurse simply replied to him with five words, "Cerebral hemorrhage, stroke."
"Zhōng... zhōng fēng?" Shen Xiuwen thought he had misheard. He was not even fifty years old. How could he have a stroke!
Just then, he suddenly found that his body seemed to be limp.
He tried to move his legs and arms.
No, he couldn't exert any strength at all!
"Hù... hù..."
Before he could finish saying the word "nurse", the young nurse said with certainty again, "Yes, it's a stroke."
After saying this, the young nurse turned around and walked out of the ward.
She didn't know the specific situation either. Since the patient was awake, it was better for the doctor to talk to him.
A moment later, the doctor and a police officer came together.
Shen Xiuwen's situation was more or less the same as what the young nurse had said, and even more serious.
The doctor directly said, "He can't exert any strength in his limbs at all. This is generally called'soft paralysis' in medicine."
"If he receives active treatment, there is still a possibility of recovery in the later stage. At least he will be able to take care of himself in the future."
"Otherwise, when the muscles become stiff to a certain extent, he will really become a paralytic."
Paralytic?
Hearing this, Shen Xiuwen was extremely frightened.
No!
He was not even fifty years old. His life had only just passed half.
It didn't matter if he lost those worldly possessions. He could start all over again.
But in any case, he couldn't accept becoming a useless person!
"Yī... yī shēng... wō wō zhì... zhì..."
Afraid that the doctor wouldn't understand his words, Shen Xiuwen nodded desperately while speaking.
The doctor naturally knew that he wanted to be treated.
But the problem was, who would pay for the treatment?
Moreover, with Shen Xiuwen's current situation, not to mention dressing himself and eating, he couldn't even take care of his own bowel and bladder movements.
There were only a few nurses in their hospital, and they were all in their twenties.
It was okay for them to help with feeding and emptying the urinal on a daily basis, but if it came to taking care of his daily life closely, it was estimated that few of them would be willing to do it.
Furthermore, it cost 1.2 yuan a day to hire a nurse. Could he afford this money?
As the saying goes, a single cent can stump a hero. This was exactly Shen Xiuwen's current situation.
Fortunately, he still had a way out.
As the fast - rising son - in - law of the Jiang Family, Shen Xiuwen had subsidized his siblings a lot over the years.
Not to mention the long - term situation, just a few months ago when he returned to his hometown in northern Jiangsu.
He gave 2000 yuan to each of his two elder brothers.
He gave 1000 yuan to each of his sister and younger sister.
For his nephews and nieces from the same clan who were married, he gave 200 yuan to each of them.
In addition, he also gave 50 yuan as a filial piety gift to each of the elders in the Shen Family.
Because of this, everyone in the commune, from the elderly in their seventies and eighties to three - year - old children, would say a few flattering words to Shen Xiuwen when they saw him.
"Yī... yī shēng... wō wō... wō yǒu qián..."
It took him more than ten minutes to stutter out this sentence. Finally, the doctor and the police officer understood what he meant.
Shen Xiuwen wanted his two elder brothers to remit money, and he wanted one of his sister and younger sister to come and take care of him.
The police officer didn't object after hearing this. Even prisoners had the right to receive medical treatment.
Soon, several people went out with the contact information of Shen Xiuwen's siblings.
At this moment, Shen Xiuwen was still thinking optimistically, thinking that his siblings would rush over immediately after receiving the call.
Little did he know that during the four months he had been in custody, the Red Guard Committee had sent two groups of people to northern Jiangsu.
All the valuable things in the Shen Family had been taken away, and the family had been threatened several times. How could they dare to have anything to do with Shen Xiuwen now?
So when they received the call from the police officer and heard that they had to pay money and put in effort...
The members of the Shen Family were like people avoiding the plague god. They made an excuse and hung up the phone.
