The textile factory's polyester business suddenly boomed. He Xiao was not only responsible for guiding production technology, but also for quality control. The supply and marketing department contacted him every day to ask for more orders.
The factory has transferred most of its workers to the Dacron production line, and they are working day and night to meet the demand.
Xue Mei, who had gone to Guangzhou for training with him, was teased by her colleagues in the supply and marketing department:
“You were the woman who went on the inspection with Director He last time. Go and talk to him and ask him to increase production a little more. He will definitely listen to you.”
Xue Mei was quite pleased to hear this, but her face showed a hint of awkwardness:
"Director He is newly married, I dare not disturb him, otherwise Accountant Song will be jealous."
"Accountant Song, how can she compare to you? If you had come to our factory earlier, she wouldn't have had a chance. Maybe you would have been the one marrying her."
He Xiao and Song Jia confirmed their relationship before Xue Mei started working at the factory. She was immediately assigned to a lucrative position, and her background was quickly exposed. Countless people flattered her and tried to get close to her.
Xue Mei didn't know He Xiao at first. It was only after they went to Guangzhou together that she got to know him up close and was immediately attracted by his handsome appearance and rich knowledge.
Of course, she quickly found out that He Xiao's parents were not ordinary people; they were both government officials, only slightly lower in rank than her own father, making them a perfect match.
That day, after returning from Guangzhou, He Xiao suddenly talked to her a lot and even smiled, and she was completely captivated.
Unfortunately, he later married Song Jia very quickly, which was astonishing.
As the group was talking, someone rushed over, anxiously asking:
"Has anyone seen Director He? Go and tell him quickly, Song Jia has fainted."
Everyone was immediately dumbfounded. Why did they come to the supply and marketing department to find Director He?
Xue Mei immediately replied, "I know where he is. I'll go and inform him."
She rushed to the office in a hurry, and everyone really thought she was going to find He Xiao.
Actually, she had no intention of telling He Xiao about this and was just killing time.
Unexpectedly, while she was strolling outside the factory, He Xiao walked towards his office with a pile of documents. One of the machines had malfunctioned, and he needed to find the technical information to fix it as soon as possible.
Once He Xiao enters the factory office, he'll definitely hear about Song Jia fainting.
In her haste, she stopped him:
"Director He, I need to talk to you about something."
As He Xiao walked, he said, "Are you in a hurry? If not, we can talk about it later."
Xue Mei walked in front of him and forced him to stop:
"Our section chief asked me to ask you if production can be increased. We're getting way too many orders right now..."
He Xiao was furious when he heard this, and walked away from her with a dark expression: "Tell your section chief that production cannot be unlimited. As the section chief, he needs to find a balance for himself."
Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Xue Mei suddenly swayed and fell to the ground, rubbing her ankle and crying out in pain.
"Director He, I twisted my ankle, it hurts so much," she said in a coquettish tone.
But He Xiao was so engrossed in his work that he didn't hear what she said at all, or he pretended not to hear and went straight into the office building.
After entering the office building, someone immediately asked him:
"Didn't you see Xue Mei? Song Jia fainted."
"What?" His mind went blank for a moment, and he felt like the sky was about to fall.
He said to the person who was reporting to him:
"You go and help the workshop with the machine repairs. I'm going to the hospital."
He forced himself to calm down and rode his bicycle as fast as he could towards the hospital.
When Song Jia arrived at the hospital, she had already been taken into the operating room for gastric lavage.
According to her colleagues in the finance department, she was drinking water when she suddenly collapsed.
The hospital initially diagnosed it as poisoning, but did not know the source of the poison. They could only perform gastric lavage and blood transfusion. The county hospital was not equipped to perform further detoxification.
Upon hearing this, He Xiao's vision blurred, and he nearly fainted. His colleagues helped him to a chair in the corridor and quickly comforted him.
"Don't worry, once she comes out of the operating room, the factory will definitely transfer her to the city hospital."
At this moment, the head of the supply and marketing department also appeared at the hospital and comforted him.
Finally, she changed the subject, saying, "I heard a machine in the workshop is broken down and can't be fixed without you. Anyway, Accountant Song is inside, so you can't help much. Why don't you go back to the factory and guide the repair?"
He Xiao was furious when he heard this. His wife was in the operating room, her life hanging in the balance, while he was only thinking about repairing the machines and rushing to production.
He suddenly stood up and punched the section chief in the face.
"Get the hell out of here!"
The section chief wanted to retaliate, but seeing the unprecedented anger in him, he covered his face and walked away.
"This is absolutely incomprehensible!"
Other colleagues supported He Xiao, who was almost collapsing, and called the doctor to give him some sedatives.
He's in terrible condition; he should rest first.
A day later, He Xiao slowly woke up and hurriedly asked the doctor where Song Jia was.
"She is in a special ward and is still in a coma. If she is transferred to a higher-level hospital, her family's consent is required."
As the doctor spoke, he handed him a form to sign.
The report stated that the patient's vital signs were stable but further diagnosis was needed, which overwhelmed him once again.
"You call someone who is unconscious 'having stable vital signs'? I don't care, I have to wake her up."
The doctor shook his head helplessly: "Comrade, her condition is not caused by the hospital. You should find the culprit who caused her to become like this. She has clearly been poisoned."
He Xiao then realized that Song Jia must have been poisoned by someone.
He quickly borrowed the doctor's phone to report the incident to the police station.
The police station arrived at the hospital, investigated the situation, and then sent people to the textile factory.
After so much time, all the evidence in the office has been erased, and the police have found nothing.
Interrogating the people in the finance department yielded no results.
When the higher authorities learned that the textile factory was producing Dacron fabric, they attached great importance to it and ordered the factory to race against time to increase production and meet the people's demand for fabric.
The machines in the factory were still running at high speed, and people were busy with their work. The finance department was back to its busy state, and it was not greatly affected by this incident.
The police station even dismissed the case due to insufficient evidence.
Through the glass of the ward, he looked at Song Jia's bloodless face, her blood seemed to have frozen, and she could barely breathe.
Just as he was teetering on the brink of collapse, Jiang Ning and Lin Chen arrived.
They came to the county town to discuss purchasing goods.
When I went to the textile factory to find Song Jia, I learned that she had been hospitalized again.
This time it's even more serious than the last time; he's already unconscious.
Jiang Ning quickly seized an opportunity to enter the space and then went into the special ward.
"Song Jia, you must hold on."
She directly poured the spring water into the IV bottle...
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