Medical official path

Chapter 1163 Things are not people.

Huo Yunzhong said, "I didn't expect you to have so many enemies!"

Qi Shan smiled and did not answer him.

Huo Yunzhong's eyes almost fell on the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table at the same time as Qi Shan. The jealousy in Huo Yunzhong's eyes flashed and whispered, "Did she send it?"

Qi Shan did not deny it. He nodded and said, "She is a kind person."

Huo Yunzhong said, "Maybe it's for you, but she's cruel to me."

Qi Shan said, "We are very innocent, far more pure than you think."

Huo Yunzhong said, "Mental infidelity is even more serious than the betrayal on **."

Qi Shan said, "There is a little bit similar to me."

"Huh?" Huo Yunzhong couldn't imagine what he had in common with Qi Shan. If he really wanted to say one, it was that they all fell in love with the same woman.

Qi Shan's answer was beyond Huo Yunzhong's expectation: "We don't know how to cherish it. It's not that we can't find happiness, but that we let go of happiness."

Huo Yunzhong laughed. His eyes couldn't help spewing out anger. He stared at Qi Shan and said word by word, "You are the most despicable and shameless person I have ever seen."

Qi Shan said, "Everything is relative."

Huo Yunzhong said, "You can lie to others, but you can't deceive me. At Ding Zhaoyong's wedding, you directed the play at all."

Qi Shan looked confused: "What are you talking about?"

Huo Yunzhong said, "I didn't break your brain this time. It was you who deliberately released the news that Huiyuan had a large amount of methamphetamine and drew a trap waiting for us to get in, so as to test our police, and at the same time successfully provoked the contradiction between Zhang Yang and us. This hand is very beautiful, killing two birds with one stone. Are you proud?

Qi Shan smiled and said, "You think I'm too smart. I also said that the police are too incompetent. In fact, I'm not that smart, but you policemen are really incompetent. My brother has been dead for so long, and I haven't found out the real murderer behind the scenes.

Huo Yunzhong was not irritated by Qi Shan. He whispered, "No matter how carefully a person plans things, he will show some flaws. You think you are very powerful, but you still do something without money here. Fake news can make us return to nothing. But it proves one thing from the side. You must have something to do with something shady.

Qi Shan said, "Are you so sure?"

Huo Yunzhong nodded.

Qi Shan said, "Do you have any evidence? You are a policeman. Don't talk nonsense about things without evidence.

Huo Yunzhong said, "Do you believe that Tianwang is slox and does not miss this sentence?"

Qi Shan nodded: "I believe that the circulation of retribution is not good!"

Huo Yunzhong stared at his eyes: "You will have retribution!"

"I'll wait!"

Huo Yunzhong stood up. Unexpectedly, he grabbed the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table, walked out of the door with the bouquet of flowers, and then threw the flowers into the trash can at the door.

Zhang Yang originally planned to return to Binhai with Zhou Xingguo and Xue Weitong, but he suddenly received a phone call from Binhai. There will be a typhoon in the next two days, and the largest tropical storm of the year, Zeus, will arrive in the waters near Beigang early this morning tonight. Zhang Yang knew about the tropical storm before he came to Dongjiang, but the forecast at that time was. The storm will pass 50 nautical miles away from the Beigang coastline, which will not have much impact on the local Beigang. However, the latest weather forecast shows that the tropical storm has changed its direction and is likely to land in Beigang, which will have a great impact on the local production and life.

At present, all parts of Beigang have begun to be ready to actively fight against the storm. Zhang Yang, as the secretary of Binhai Municipal Party Committee, of course, cannot stay out of the matter. He must return to Binhai before the arrival of this tropical storm to organize and lead this struggle against nature.

Zhang Yang did not call the mountain tiger last week. He drove back to Binhai by himself. On the way, he heard from the weather forecast that the tropical storm was strengthening. The situation seemed to be getting more and more serious. Zhang Yang was also a little uneasy. He answered the phone of Mayor Xu Shuangqi and asked about Binhai's preparations.

Xu Shuangqi said, "Secretary Zhang, don't worry. There are more than a dozen typhoons, big and small every year. Our cadres from all walks of life have considerable experience in dealing with such natural disasters." His words are full of confidence, and he has more say than publicity in this regard.

Zhang Yang said, "Lao Xu, I listened to the weather forecast of the Central Meteorological Observatory. This tropical storm seems to be very strong, moving eastward quickly, and the storm is getting stronger and stronger."

Xu Shuangqi said, "The current weather forecast is not reliable a few times. In June, it was said that there was a typhoon, but the typhoon blew by. When I arrived at Beigang, there was no landing at all. I have lived in this area for more than 30 years, and I have not experienced a big storm. Our geographical location There should be no big storm. Just listen to the weather forecast.

Zhang Yang said, "Lao Xu, you can't take it lightly."

Xu Shuangqi said, "I don't mean to take it lightly. We should attach importance to it strategically and despise it psychologically."

Zhang Yang said, "You hold a meeting with cadres, so that they must pay attention to this storm."

Xu Shuangqi said, "Don't worry, I'll have a meeting right away."

Zhang Yang raised his wrist and looked at the time and said, "I should be able to return to Binhai in five hours."

At this time, Beigang is still sunny. Xiang Cheng stood on the lighthouse of Xingang and looked at the sea in the distance, with Gong Qiwei, deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, standing beside him. Xiang Cheng looked at it for a while and turned to Gong Qiwei and said, "It seems that today's weather forecast is not good again. Speaking of Tropical Storm Zeus, not to mention the wind, there is not even a cloud shadow. The sky is clear. How can it look like a storm?

Gong Qiwei said, "I have let someone convey the disaster resistance notice issued by Secretary Xiang."

Xiang Cheng said, "There have been four or five typhoon warnings this year. Every time the wolf comes, the wolf comes. Our disaster resistance notice is issued every once in a second, but every time it is a false alarm."

Gong Qiwei still has some understanding of the climate around Beigang. He looked up at the sky and whispered, "Just in case, be prepared. It's not a bad thing to plan ahead."

While talking, Xiang Cheng's phone rang again, but the person in charge of the Marine Climate Supervision Bureau of Beigang City called to inform him that the typhoon would land at this evening, and the central wind could reach level 10. After listening to his report, Xiang Cheng hung up the phone and said to Gong Qiwei, "This may be a real evening. It is expected that the central wind will reach level 10, and there will be heavy rain in some areas. Let's inform everyone to prepare for the disaster.

Gong Qiwei nodded.

Xiang Cheng walked slowly to the other side of the lighthouse and looked at the North Port under the sun from this angle. The color was so bright that Xiang Cheng had feelings for the city. Outsiders did not know how much effort and effort he had put into the city. Xiang Cheng held the fence with both hands, a sea. The gull rose from below, approached him, looked at him curiously, and then fluttered his wings and landed on the railing not far from his left hand. The bird was not afraid of him. In fact, after Xiang Cheng became the secretary of the Beigang Municipal Party Committee, he had ordered the people to protect the local bird resources and strictly ban fishing. In such Under the order, the birds and the citizens established a good relationship. They were not afraid of people. A breeze blew, and the seagulls made two consecutive shaking wings against the sun, but their claws did not leave the railing. Xiang Cheng looked at the beautiful bird and couldn't help showing a knowing smile.

The administrator of the lighthouse sent a small bag of feed. He usually feeds gulls here, so he pleases the leader with this action. Two reporters not far behind them were ready to catch the wonderful picture of the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee feeding the seagulls.

Xiang Cheng shook his head with a smile and poured a feed on the palm of his hand. His expression was full of love, just like his father looking at his newborn child. He carefully reached out his hand. The seagull first looked up at him, and then carefully stretched out his head and poked the feed with his beak, but its action was Stop in the middle.

A noisy sound came from under the lighthouse. Everyone was shocked by the sound. From the bottom of the lighthouse, thousands of birds fluttered their wings high. The wings of the birds covered the sky and the sun. The seagull, who was about to eat Xiang Cheng's palm feed, also gave up the action of pecking and shook its wings Then it flows into this countless army of birds like a silver light.

Only the person concerned can feel the shock in his heart at this time. The lighthouse administrator's face has changed. He has been working on this lighthouse for more than 20 years, but he has never seen such a scene today.

Xiang Cheng's face also changed, and the bird's wings covered the sun and his heart. The secretary beside him ran over at the first time. He raised his hands to protect Xiang Cheng: "Secretary Xiang, let's go in quickly!"

In the face of thousands of hovering birds, everyone's heart is a little nervous.

Xiang Cheng smiled and tried to show that he didn't care with a smile. He was still calm. As the secretary of the municipal party committee, he should have such a courage, but his head suddenly cooled down, but I don't know where the bird shit fell on his head.

The cameras in the hands of the two reporters kept shooting. Under such a natural spectacle, the news instinct made them forget their fear.

Fortunately, the birds did not attack this group of people during the whole process. Except for the wanton falling bird droppings, it did not bring them more damage.

This group of people walked down the lighthouse and didn't care to wipe away the filth on their bodies. They looked up at the sky. The birds flew higher and higher, and the dark pressure was like a dark cloud, moving quickly to the northwest.

There will be an update in the evening! RQ