Seeing Feng Bing's increasingly serious expression, Chen Yi patted him on the shoulder and left.
Although he could only offer limited assistance with the important matter Li Xiangdong was about to undertake, he could still lend a hand by giving Feng Bing some encouragement.
Others might not know, but he did know Feng Bing's identity!
Leaving aside the intense internal struggle that Feng Bing was going through.
Now, let's talk about Li Xiangdong. Even in his previous life, he wasn't a reckless person. He would only take action after making seven or eight parts of preparation.
If you're going to create a huge hole, you need to have the magic cudgel in your hand!
These days, he hasn't been idle at all. He and Li Guoqing staked out the door of Wang Shuli's aunt's house and finally caught Wang Shuli's aunt, Wu Zhiming, incriminating evidence that she had accepted bribes and helped issue fake medical certificates for mental illness.
At that time, there were no smartphones that could record videos at any time, but Li Xiangdong spent a lot of money to rent a small video camera in Yanjing City!
The exported videotapes clearly show the time, place, and process of Wu Zhiming's transactions with others.
To avoid an incomplete chain of evidence, Li Xiangdong also had Zhou Hongsong, Zhao Xiaojun, and Li Xiangjie specifically go and talk to the neighbors of the person who made the fake documents.
The main focus of the conversation was whether the person was normal in their daily life and whether they had any mental illness.
At that time, most people were very enthusiastic and upright. When they saw Zhou Hongsong wearing a police uniform, they thought he was there to investigate a case, so they all came over to testify and put their fingerprints on his badge.
Finally, while wiping the red ink off his fingers with toilet paper, he quietly asked Zhou Hongsong, "What did Wang Lao Er do wrong?"
Zhou Hongsong remained tight-lipped, saying, "You'll know in a few days."
"Okay!"
...
Li Xiangdong now has videotapes and witness testimonies. Next, he will investigate how many mentally ill patients have escaped from the hospital in recent years and hurt people again.
Chen Yigan didn't have the authority to do these things, but Feng Bing did.
I'll give him a heads-up today, and then I'll go see him again in a couple of days to see if he can help...
Li Xiangdong thought to himself.
Of course, even if Feng Bing didn't want to get involved, the evidence he had was enough to bring down some people, at the very least Wu Zhiming's faction.
...
Dongfang City, Mental Hospital, Director's Office.
A gaunt man wearing a white lab coat, with neatly styled jet-black hair, tortoiseshell glasses, and a face full of wrinkles, was throwing a tantrum.
He glared fiercely at the beautiful woman in front of him, his second wife, Wu Zhiming.
Wu Zhiming is forty years old this year, but he is well-maintained and looks like he is only in his late twenties or early thirties.
She had a rosy complexion, willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a pointed oval face, short hair that reached her ears, and a well-proportioned figure, neither too tall nor too short.
She is an absolute beauty, possessing the charm of a mature woman.
When she speaks, her voice is extremely pleasant and melodious.
"Guoyuan, why are you so angry! I've listened to you and will try to behave myself a bit lately. But look at this, both of these were asked to me by Shuli, how could I refuse to do them!"
Zheng Guoyuan, panting heavily, slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Shuli! Shuli! That brat is neglecting his studies and instead follows a grown man around all day. I think he needs to be sent to a mental hospital for some proper treatment!"
Wu Zhiming's face turned deathly pale in an instant. She forced a smile and said, "He's still just a child..."
Zheng Guoyuan sneered twice, "Children? How many men has he slept with? Does your whole family think everyone else is stupid? Huh?!"
"I'm telling you this clearly today: even if I never have a child in my life, I will absolutely not adopt him into our family!"
"Also, you'd better get your facts straight. The prosecutor's office has already sent a letter. Xu Zhonghou was released from your hands, and you also made these fake documents. If you don't want to die, you'd better behave yourself!"
Wu Zhiming walked out of the dean's office with a completely bloodless face, not even hearing the nurses who greeted her as they passed by.
The nurses whispered amongst themselves as they watched the hospital director's wife, who was also the department head, drift by like a ghost.
What happened?
"You have no idea, the roof of the dean's office was almost blown off just now!"
"Are the couple fighting?"
"It seems like the dean is throwing a tantrum all by himself!"
A young nurse, her eyes gleaming with gossip, asked, "Oh, did you hear what they said?"
Another nurse shook her head regretfully, "No, the director closed the windows and doors very tightly!"
After driving his wife away, Zheng Guoyuan sat exhausted in his chair, hating himself for having been blinded by beauty and marrying such a foolish woman!
But he still had to prepare in advance and clean up any messes. He closed his eyes and his brain started working at lightning speed.
...
Five days later.
Feng Bing, her eyes red, handed Li Xiangdong a stack of documents. "These are the statistical tables I made earlier. Return them to me in one day!"
...
Ten days later.
Today is the day Li Jin is discharged from the hospital.
Early in the morning, villagers, relatives and friends all arrived, and everyone happily welcomed Li Jin home from the hospital.
Li Jin's stomach was wrapped in layers of gauze, making it appear bulging.
Supported by Li Xiangdong and Zhao Sufang, Li Jin slowly strolled around, repeatedly bowing to those who crowded the ward and those who couldn't squeeze in outside the door.
"What merit do I, Li Jin, have to trouble you all to come see me again and again for such a minor injury! I'm being discharged from the hospital today, and my family has prepared a simple meal. Everyone is welcome to come home for dinner today, and no one is allowed to leave!"
Although his voice was weak, he was still able to speak a long string of words, which made everyone very happy.
Ma Jinfu joked, "Old Li, your stomach's been punctured and the air's leaking out, but you still have such a sharp tongue!"
Lan Shixing continued, "Yes, yes, just because my brother Li said that, I'd be happy to eat here until the New Year, let alone just one meal today!"
These words made everyone burst into laughter. Li Jin wanted to laugh, but his stomach hurt from the shock, so he had to hold his stomach and suppress his laughter.
Seeing him like this made everyone laugh even harder.
To prevent the tractor from bumping around, Li Kang specially harnessed an oxcart and laid out six layers of cotton quilts on it before letting Li Jin lie down.
"Giddy up—"
"Moo—"
Li Kang flicked his whip into the air, and the old ox bellowed, its four hooves pounding as it moved forward.
The people following behind them, whether on foot or on bicycle, slowly followed the oxcart, chatting and laughing as they went. The procession was at least half a mile long!
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