At the same time, Chen Jiadong, who was pressured by Fang Zhihai to severely punish Xu Jianguo, felt like a fish in water when he saw this report and was instantly overjoyed.

This way, he wouldn't have to offend anyone and could deal with Xu Jianguo smoothly.

As for Zhang Jili, the director of the Revolutionary Committee, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He could never have imagined that he would cause such a big mess.

How could he get himself into such a mess just to save his own life? He felt extremely regretful.

This piece of news fermented all day, and by the evening, the outcome was decided.

Several charges against Xu Jianguo have already been brought.

Slutting, illegal detention, intentional injury, beatings in the street, using one's position to illegally injure others, etc., are enough to make him drink a pot of wine.

There will certainly be parades through the streets, posters posted, and accusations. As for the exact number of labor reforms he will be sentenced to, it is not clear yet, but the combined sentence for multiple crimes will certainly not be less than ten.

Zhang Jili, director of the Revolutionary Committee, was brought in for strict investigation because of a news incident.

It would be strange if they didn't have any evil intentions, and their downfall is only a matter of time.

Zhang Zheng joined forces with the people behind him to deal a fatal blow to Zhang Jili, believing that he would be promoted soon.

This is also due to his strict self-discipline in daily life. Although he is in a dyeing vat, he dare not relax at all.

Fang Zhihai, after reading this news, found it interesting and suddenly became more interested in Xu Huaian's virtuous wife.

Although he promised Tang Zhenye to help resolve the issue of Xu Jianguo, he only wanted to ensure that Xu Jianguo received the punishment he deserved. He could not easily resolve the issues behind the scenes. After all, there were too many issues involved.

Once this piece of news was published, it was more powerful than his words and attracted a lot of responses.

Look, those people hiding behind the scenes are here to cause trouble. This Beijing city has been constantly reshuffling, and no one knows when it will be clean.

However, it is also good to catch a woodworm.

Xu Huaian and Gu Qinghuan were currently sitting in the car sent by Fang Zhihai, visiting the Fang family.

To put it bluntly, we go there to help treat illnesses.

The two also learned through various sources that Fang Zhihai was the first secretary of the Municipal Party Committee.

This time, Gu Qinghuan had made all the necessary preparations. She brought some spiritual spring water.

The Fang family lived in a heavily guarded agency courtyard. Although the courtyard was not very luxurious, it was a symbol of power.

Xu Huaian and Gu Qinghuan were calm, they walked into the yard without looking away from the car.

Fang Zhihai was already waiting at the door.

"Xiao Xu, this must be your love!" Fang Zhihai came forward enthusiastically.

"Secretary Fang, this is love, Gu Qinghuan, Qinghuan, Secretary Fang." Xu Huaian said simply.

Gu Qinghuan came up to him with a smile: "Hello, Secretary Fang, it's our first meeting. This is a small gift, it's my honor."

The gift prepared by Gu Qinghuan was the same as the one given to Zhang Zheng and Xu Lei before.

Goods like these are all produced from the spiritual spring water in the space. Eating them is good for the body. They look ordinary, but they are actually excellent things.

Fang Zhihai accepted her gift naturally: "Why call me Secretary Fang? It's too strange. Just call me Uncle Fang. My son is almost the same as you.

You are too polite. Don't bring anything with you when you visit Uncle Fang's house next time."

It is inevitable that Fang Zhihai has more sympathy and love for the younger generation who are talented and know how to control themselves.

Gu Qinghuan and Xu Huaian readily called him Uncle Fang.

"Yes, is that news article written by Xiaoguan you?" Fang Zhihai mentioned it casually.

Gu Qinghuan nodded awkwardly.

"Haha, the Yangtze River's waves behind push those in front forward, and each generation is stronger than the previous one. You young people are really outstanding and make people look at you with new eyes." Fang Zhihai seemed to be very appreciative.

As soon as they sat down on the sofa, they saw a beautiful woman coming over from the kitchen with two cups of tea and a plate of fruit.

Mrs. Fang naturally put the tea on the tea table.

"Mr. Fang, your guests are here? Would you like to introduce yourself to them?"

Fang Zhihai hurriedly introduced: "This is my dear sister, Comrade Ou Sumei, and these two are old Tang Shao's younger comrades, Xu Huaian and Gu Qinghuan."

Ou Sumei obviously already knew the purpose of their visit.

"Excuse me, both of you. I have to tell you that I have not had a good sleep since my son became ill.

"Little girl, I heard that you have a way to cure this disease? What is it? If you can really cure your son, you and Lao Fang will remember your love for the rest of our lives." The girl introduced the topic naturally, obviously unable to wait.

Gu Qinghuan considered and said, "Auntie, can you first tell me about the cause of the illness?"

"Our son Zhengping came back from a mission half a month ago. One day, he was suddenly injured for no apparent reason. After examination, he was diagnosed with a mental illness and had to receive treatment.

Especially in the past few days, his temper suddenly became very bad. He would throw things when he disagreed with something, refuse to eat or drink, and hide himself in the room.

We didn't dare mention his illness at home and just went along with him in everything, but it seemed like nothing helped his condition at all.

I also saw several psychiatrists, and they all said that we should accompany and care for our children more.

His father even declined many jobs to come back to accompany him, but the effect was not good. He was unwilling to communicate with them and seemed to live in his own world. "Ou Sumei looked sad.

"Can you please see the patient first? I need to understand his condition in detail and then prescribe the right medicine."

"Of course!" Ou Sumei agreed readily. "It's just that he always locks himself in the room now. If he offends you with his words, I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay, I won't mind." Gu Qinghuan followed her to the second floor.

Xu Huai'an stayed on the first floor to talk with Fang Zhihai. At that time, it was not suitable for many people to visit the patient, which would be counterproductive.

Ou Sumei brought Gu Qinghuan to the door of a room on the second floor.

"QQ"

"Son, there are guests. Can we come in?"

There was no sound inside. I waited about two minutes, and still no sound.

Ou Sumei spoke again: "If you don't say anything, we will take it as your agreement."

So she opened the door gently.

What caught my eye was a messy room with things strewn everywhere.

There was a bulge on the bed. It must be Fang Zhengping. He was completely covered in the quilt like an ostrich.

Ou Sumei turned around and gave Gu Qinghuan a helpless look.

Gu Qinghuan did not focus his attention on Fang Zhengping, but looked around the room, trying to find some clues to explore Fang Zhengping's life and find out what interested him.

She spotted several Go chessboards on the ground with notes and comments on them.

So she whispered something in Ou Sumei's ear.

Ou Sumei went there doubtfully.

"Do you like Go?" A female voice suddenly rang out in the silent room.

Fang Zhengping quietly pulled back the quilt, revealing his eyes, and immediately saw Gu Qinghuan staring at him beside the bed.

As if the light was too dazzling, he retracted his head again.

Gu Qinghuan struck while the iron was hot: "I know a fun way to play chess. Do you want to try it?"

Fang Zhengping leaned over again and looked at her for a few times. Perhaps he thought she was harmless, so he asked, "What chess?"

He believes that there is still something he doesn't know about chess.

Gu Qinghuan said in a good-tempered tone: "Gobang!"

Fang Zhengping had never heard of Gobang, but this piqued his interest.

Ou Sumei brought in the chessboard and chess pieces at the right time. She had been worried that her son might accidentally hurt himself with the chessboard, so she put away all the sharp and dangerous things in the room.

Gu Qinghuan politely asked Ou Sumei to pour them two glasses of water, just plain water.

When Ou Sumei saw that her son miraculously took the initiative to lift the quilt and talk to her, she instantly gained more confidence in Gu Qinghuan.

"well."

Ou Sumei went upstairs. Fang Zhengping was holding onto the quilt and refused to get up. Gu Qinghuan seemed to see his embarrassment and took the initiative to stand at the front of the room.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from inside, as if someone was putting on clothes.

Gu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she could get up, she was worried that he wouldn't react at all. That would make her worried.

As long as there is a response, she can prescribe the right medicine.

Fang Zhengping should be in the early stages and can still respond, so the situation is not serious.

Ou Sumei came up with the water and saw Gu Qinghuan standing at the door. She was still a little confused. When she heard the movement inside, she realized that her son had woken up.

She was in shock all over.

"Auntie, can you stay alone with him for a while?"

"No problem, no problem." Ou Sumei quickly stuffed the tray of water into her body and ran downstairs happily to tell Fang Zhihai the good news.

"Lao Fang, son, get up! Xiao Gu is really amazing. He actually called this kid out of bed on his own initiative." This gave her hope.

Fang Zhihai was also very happy to hear this, which showed that Gu Qinghuan was still quite capable.

Xu Huai'an also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. When they came, he was actually unsure, but it seemed that Gu Qinghuan's on-the-spot performance was quite good.

There was no sound from inside, so I guess he should be ready.

Before entering, Gu Qinghuan quietly added a certain amount of spiritual spring water into the two glasses of water.

Sure enough, Fang Zhengping had already dressed himself and was sitting upright.

I was curled up in the quilt and didn't notice it just now, but I didn't expect that this square and long guy is quite good-looking. His facial features are like his mother, Ms. Ou Sumei, and he has a bright temperament. It turns out that a crew cut is the standard for testing good looks.

Because of his illness, there was a hint of gloom between his brows, but it did not affect his handsomeness.

Fortunately, I am not like Fang Zhihai.