Sleepless Doctor

Deng Ming trudged hard in the snow.

　　 Pressed the pause button across the country, and the main road was cleaned up. It seems that there has not been much change. But the roads in remote villages were covered with snow, and one foot stepped in almost to the knee.

　　 The car can't drive at all, even if it can drive, I dare not drive. Who knows where the road is and where is the pit under the flat road.

　　 He is going to Yaojia Village to visit the family of a village cadre.

　　 Yesterday, a 34-year-old village cadre was on vigil in the wind and snow. He suffered a heart attack. The rescue was ineffective and he died on the front line.

　　 After learning the news, Deng Ming felt very heavy. After finishing today's work, he drove to a remote village to visit the families of the sacrificed village officials.

　　 This is a war, a real war.

　　 The sacrificed comrades are on the front line, there are no scumbags, and the family must be taken care of. Deng Ming's philosophical outlook is simple, and he looks down on people who are potbellied and just talk empty words.

　　 Trekking in the snow, but no one complained, Deng Ming and Shi Zhonghua marched silently, as if returning to the Linhai Snow Plain era.

　　 The cold wind whipped up the snow, not to mention it, it also affected the sight. Deng Ming was even a little scared, worried that he and Shi Zhonghua would be lost in the wind and snow.

　　 I don’t know how long I have been walking, and after turning two turns, Deng Ming breathed out when he saw his footprints in the wind and snow.

　　 I'm really afraid of going the wrong way.

　　 The village is not big, in the wilderness, you can see piles of straw bales in the wild.

　　 The village has been fenced with barbed wire. Once countless small roads could enter the village, now there is only one big road left.

　　 The people in the closed village seemed to be afraid of something wrong, so they surrounded three layers with barbed wire and marked them with luminous bands to avoid accidental injuries. Red cloth hung on the barbed wire with slogans printed on it.

　　 The whole province is mobilized and the whole people take action to concentrate efforts to win the tough battle of epidemic prevention and control.

　　 Overcome the difficulties together.

　　 Gods also wear masks. The epidemic is no joke.

　　 or serious or funny slogans blasted fiercely in the cold wind, as if the comrade who had left was telling Deng Ming that his work was well done.

　　 How hard it would take to complete these tasks in a deadly cold day Deng Ming knew clearly, he stared at the slogan and was silent for a few seconds.

　　 The work in the village is well done, and you can see it at a glance.

　　 "District Deng, let's go." Shi Zhonghua whispered.

"Um."

　　 The two came to the only entrance and exit in front of the village, which was completely blocked. The high snowdrifts were not to mention people, and even the most ferocious wolf dog in the village could not make it through.

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　　 "Who are you." A voice came from a distance.

　　 "Is it Yaojia Village?" Shi Zhonghua asked.

　　 "Yes, please go back quickly, don't leave relatives, we have closed the village." The person said, "No special circumstances, no entry or exit is allowed."

　　 Shi Zhonghua walked a few steps quickly, but he slipped under his feet and fell into the snow.

　　 Deng Ming pulls up Shi Zhonghua, "District Deng, this road is too slippery, please be careful."

　　 "It's okay," Deng Ming said in a deep voice.

　　 In the wind and snow, his voice was intermittent and he couldn't hear clearly.

　　 Shi Zhonghua didn't have time to shoot the snow on his body, and walked cautiously to the door of the village.

　　 "The one behind is the District Chief Deng Mingdeng of the New Development Zone. Let's extend our condolences to Comrade Han Limin's family."

　　 Speaking of Han Limin, the person opposite was startled.

　　 He wore very thick clothes all over his body, wearing a dog-skin hat, and his face covered with a thick scarf, covered with ice beads. There were also ice beads on the eyelashes, and Shi Zhonghua couldn't see his expression and eyes at all.

　　 "District Chief Deng? District Chief Deng Mingdeng of the New Development Zone?" the man asked suspiciously.

　　 "Yes, the one behind is." Shi Zhonghua said quickly.

　　 "Certificate."

　　 "..." Shi Zhonghua was startled.

　　 "Letter of introduction."

　　 "……"

　　 "I didn't bring anything, what are you doing here." The doorman said coldly, his words harder than the whistling north wind.

　　 "I am Shi Zhonghua, Secretary of District Mayor Deng, and this is my ID." Shi Zhonghua wanted to take out his wallet and show him his ID.

　　 Just opening the down jacket, the cold wind came in like a knife, and Shi Zhonghua shivered.

　　 This winter, it was so cold!

　　 "I see what is the use of your ID card." The man said coldly, "Go back and get it without the letter of introduction."

"I'm……"

　　 "Don't do this." Deng Ming staggered over behind him, and when he heard what the two were arguing, he smiled bitterly and patted Shi Zhonghua on the shoulder.

　　 "I'm Deng Ming, the mayor of the development zone." Deng Ming introduced himself somewhat embarrassingly.

　　 "District Chief Deng, hello." The opposite person said, but his body was blocked in front of the only entrance, and he didn't mean to avoid it at all.

　　 "I was in a hurry and forgot to bring the letter of introduction. I'm really sorry." Deng Ming explained.

　　 He felt that he was weak, how could he forget such a big thing.

　　 There have been a lot of things these days, and I haven't slept well for several days, and my brain is obviously not enough.

　　 "District Deng, sorry, no one can enter the village without a letter of introduction."

　　 Deng Ming sighed, but seeing ice beads hanging on the opponent's eyelashes, his heart felt desolate and sad.

　　 "We really are, we can make the district call." Shi Zhonghua said.

　　 "The documents in the district are so stipulated that you can't make a phone call," the man insisted.

　　 Deng Ming made a gesture, and Shi Zhonghua went silent.

　　 "How many people are there in Comrade Han Liren's family?" Deng Ming asked, standing in the wind and snow.

　　 "His lover, and an 8-year-old child~www.wuxiaspot.com~girl."

　　 "Then we won't go in." Deng Ming didn't insist. After all, he made a big mistake without bringing the letter of introduction. "Here is my personal care for Comrade Han Liren's family."

　　 Deng Ming said, took out an envelope with 2,000 yuan in it.

　　 The man took it hesitantly.

　　 "Thank you for your efforts. On behalf of the district, I would like to thank the grassroots cadres headed by Han Liren." Deng Ming said, bowing deeply to the stranger.

　　 "District Deng, don't you..."

"It should be." Deng Ming sighed and said, "I am also very sorry about Comrade Han Liren's affairs. Please tell his lover if you have any needs. If you have any needs, please tell the organization. As long as it can be solved, it will definitely be solved. Don't let the comrades on the frontline shed blood and tears. No one is taking care of it yet."

　　 "……"

"My personal opinion is that Comrade Han Liren sacrificed at the front line and should be rated as a martyr. There are some subsidies, but this is procedural. The difficulties at home... If you have any thoughts, please tell the village chief and submit it. Report, my side will implement it as soon as possible."

　　 "There is another thing for children to go to school..."

　　 Deng Ming stood in the wind and snow, and said everything he thought of and what he could do. While talking, I don't know why, tears flowed out, instantly frozen into ice beads, and fell on his body.

　　 In the cold wind, Deng Ming cried like a stray dog.

　　 The weather of this year is exceptionally cold.

　　 This year's wind is particularly strong.