Chapter 158 Shen Xiuwen Suffers a Stroke
Deputy Director Li and his group hadn't gone far when they heard a 'thump' and quickly turned back.
The door opened, and Shen Xiuwen was lying sprawled on the floor, with a pool of blood on the floor.
The accompanying police officer immediately panicked, "This person wouldn't be thinking of committing suicide, would he?!"
Deputy Director Li did not speak, but first checked Shen Xiuwen's breathing.
Upon closer inspection, the wound was located on the back of the head.
My heart, which had just been in my throat, instantly calmed down.
"The person is fine, and it wasn't a suicide."
Deputy Director Li has handled at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, cases, and he has never seen anyone commit suicide by hitting the back of their head.
They called two people to take Shen Xiuwen to the hospital first.
Only then did he notice the newspaper lying on the ground.
"The deceased are Liu Dajiang and Liu Dahe..."
Strange, he felt that the two people's names were vaguely familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before.
The thought had barely formed when someone nearby exclaimed in surprise.
"Hey, how did these two die?"
Upon hearing this, Deputy Director Li looked over and asked, "You know them?"
"We don't even know each other."
The man explained, "Last time, the brothers' neighbor reported that thieves had broken into the Liu family's yard, so our men brought back a few petty thieves."
After being reminded by the other party, Deputy Director Li also remembered.
It seems there is such a thing.
However, he was busy investigating the Jiang family's case at the time, so he only listened to the case report.
The specific handling of these matters was all done by his subordinates.
At this moment, the police officer who had spoken earlier said again, "Those petty thieves are none other than Shen Qingqing and her two siblings."
"Later we found out that the two brothers had been following Shen Xiuwen for more than ten years and were his right-hand men."
"I heard from the old man next door that the Liu brothers have spent most of their time in Guangzhou in the past two years. Each time they come back, they stay for a maximum of ten days or half a month before leaving again."
So that's how it is!
The things that Deputy Director Li couldn't understand before, he finally understood now.
He said that after investigating for several months, they still hadn't found the 'other group of people' that Lin Baozhu and others had mentioned!
It turns out that all of this was orchestrated by Shen Xiuwen himself.
He first had his trusted confidants transport these things to Guangzhou ahead of time, and then he cried wolf, saying that the things were lost.
If it weren't for the fact that he was caught red-handed by the Red Committee for hoarding gold.
It is highly likely that this person and his entire family have already fled to Guangzhou.
Thinking about it more deeply, Shen Xiuwen's destination might not necessarily be Guangzhou, but Hong Kong!
You, Shen Xiuwen, are something else.
What a vicious heart!
With that in mind, Deputy Director Li didn't delay and went straight to the director's office with the newspaper in hand.
If Shen Xiuwen doesn't spend the rest of his life in jail this time, he feels he would be letting down the banner that Comrade Xiao Jiang gave him earlier!
Shen Xiuwen is only unconscious right now, otherwise he would definitely get up and shout for justice!
...
Shen Xiuwen remained unconscious for a full day and night. When he woke up, he found a nurse giving him an IV drip.
"Wo...wo...zhe...zhezhe...what's wrong...?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Xiuwen himself was deeply shocked.
He just wanted to ask, "What's wrong with me?"
How could you speak such a few words in such a stuttering manner, like someone stuttering?
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask for more details.
The nurse on duty simply replied with five words: "Cerebral hemorrhage, stroke."
"Stroke??" Shen Xiuwen thought he had misheard. He was not even fifty years old, how could he have a stroke!
It was at this moment that he suddenly realized his body felt limp and weak.
He tried moving his legs and arms again.
No, I can't exert any force at all!
"Protect...protect..."
Before the nurse could finish saying the word "nurse," the young nurse added with certainty, "Yes, it's a stroke."
After saying that, the nurse turned and left the ward.
She didn't know the specifics either, but since the patient was awake, she decided to let the doctor talk to him.
A moment later, the doctor and the police officers arrived together.
Shen Xiuwen's condition was almost exactly as the nurse had described, and perhaps even more serious.
The doctor said directly, "He can't use his limbs at all now, which is medically known as 'spastic paralysis'."
"With active treatment, there is a possibility of recovery later on, and at least you will be able to take care of yourself in the future."
"Otherwise, if the muscles stiffen to a certain extent, you'll really become paralyzed."
Paralyzed?
Upon hearing this, Shen Xiuwen was terrified.
no!
He's not even fifty yet; he's only halfway through his life.
Those material possessions are gone, so be it; you can always start over.
But no matter what, he couldn't accept becoming a useless person!
"Doctor... Doctor... Doctor... Doctor... Doctor..."
Fearing the doctor wouldn't understand him, Shen Xiuwen nodded frantically as he spoke.
The doctor knew, of course, that he wanted treatment.
The problem is, who will pay for the medical treatment?
Given Shen Xiuwen's current condition, let alone dressing and eating, he is even unable to take care of his own bodily functions.
There were very few caregivers in their hospital to begin with, and they were all young women in their early twenties.
It's not a big deal to help with feeding and emptying the bedpan normally, but if you're talking about taking care of his every need, I doubt many people would be willing to do it.
On the other hand, hiring a caregiver costs 1.2 yuan per day. Can he afford that?
As the saying goes, even a hero can be brought down by a penny, and Shen Xiuwen's current situation is a perfect example.
Fortunately, he still has a way out.
As the son-in-law of the Jiang family, Shen Xiuwen has been supporting his brothers and sisters quite a bit over the years.
To take a recent example, just a few months ago when he went back to his hometown in northern Jiangsu.
He gave each of his two older brothers 2,000 yuan.
The older sister and younger sister each gave 1000 yuan.
Each of my nephews and nieces who are married received 200.
In addition to these, he also gave each of the elders in the Shen family a filial gift of 50 yuan.
Because of this incident, everyone in their commune, from the elderly in their seventies and eighties to three-year-old children, had to say a few flattering words to Shen Xiuwen when they met him.
"Doctor... Doctor... I'm rich..."
He stammered for over ten minutes before the doctor and police officer finally understood what he meant.
Shen Xiuwen wanted his two older brothers to send money, and for one of his older sister and younger sister to come and take care of him.
The police officer didn't object; even a prisoner has the right to medical treatment.
Soon, the group left with the contact information of the Shen siblings.
Shen Xiuwen was thinking things through, believing that his brothers and sisters would receive the call and rush over immediately.
Little did he know that during the four months he was detained, the Red Committee sent two groups of people to northern Jiangsu.
The Shen family's valuables were all taken away, and they were frightened and threatened several times. Now, they dare not have anything to do with Shen Xiuwen.
So when I received the call from the police, I heard that I had to contribute both money and effort.
The Shen family members avoided the phone like the plague, making up an excuse to hang up.
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