In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 552 Someone jumped into the river!
The two drove for more than three hours and arrived in Harbin in the early hours of the morning. They didn't see anyone on the Songhua River Bridge, so they decided to find a hotel nearby and ask around the next morning.

In this day and age, although public security has gradually improved, there are still not many people walking alone at night, especially since there are already many vehicles on the Songhua River Bridge and very few pedestrians.

Around 5 a.m., the two arrived at the bridge early and would occasionally ask an elderly man who was doing his morning exercise a question.

They finally found an old man wearing a vest who was jogging on the bridge, and from him they learned some details about Boss Liang.

"Are you saying that someone jumped off from the middle of the bridge the day before yesterday?" Yu Dawei looked at the old man in front of him, who was wearing a vest and sweating on his forehead, and pointed to the highest point in the middle of the Songhua River Bridge.

“Yes, yes, yes! That’s it.” The old man’s hair was extremely shiny, with a few sparse hairs around the back of his head blowing in the wind. He tidied his hair and continued, following the direction Yu Dawei pointed, “I saw it with my own eyes the day before yesterday afternoon when I was riding my bicycle home! The man was standing there, staring at the water, and then he suddenly jumped off the railing.”

"That guy was fast; he went straight into the water with a bang."

"Sigh, what's wrong with this person? What's the big deal that they have to try to kill themselves? They have no sense of responsibility at all." The old man didn't forget to express his opinion on the matter.

Duan Dahai and Yu Dawei exchanged a glance and remained silent; their worst premonition had now come true.

"Uncle, were the bodies recovered later?" Duan Dahai suppressed his complicated thoughts and looked at the old man to ask again.

"A body?" The old man looked up blankly. "He didn't die! After he jumped in, he was pulled up by a small fishing boat and taken to a big hospital."

"It's true that the person drowned, but I think they're definitely not dead," the old man muttered to himself. The two people who had been so enthusiastically asking him questions had already driven off after hearing the news.

By the time the old man looked up, the person was already out of sight.

"What? I wasn't even finished talking before he left. There was another guy who jumped into the river the day before yesterday. He was really unlucky; he crashed into a rock in the river and died instantly." The old man turned his back and continued running, muttering to himself, "These young people nowadays are really something, so impatient."

Harbin Municipal Hospital.

After arriving at the hospital, Yu Dawei and Duan Dahai began inquiring about the person who had jumped into the water the day before. Following the instructions of the reception desk, the two quickly left the medical technology building and went to the fourth floor of the main building, where they began searching according to the room number.

"404, this way." Yu Dawei pointed to the door number in the distance and quickly walked into the room. However, the person lying on the hospital bed was not Lao Liang, but a middle-aged woman.

The woman lay listlessly on the bed, while her family sat on the inside, holding millet porridge and earnestly trying to persuade her to drink some.

When Yu Dawei and Duan Dahai rushed in, they attracted the attention of the woman and her family. They subconsciously looked at Yu Dawei with a hint of doubt in their expressions.

"Did you get the wrong room?" Duan Dahai asked doubtfully, then looked up at the room number and found that it was correct.

But Yu Dawei, who was standing at the door, realized a problem: when he heard the old man's story on the bridge, the old man hadn't said whether the person who jumped was male or female, let alone how old they were.

"Is something the matter?" The middle-aged man next to the woman looked up at Yu Dawei and couldn't help but ask when he saw that the man was staring at his wife.

"It's alright." Yu Dawei took a deep breath, turned around, and was about to leave with Duan Dahai. He had to go back to collect Lao Liang's body. There were probably two people who jumped in the day before yesterday, and judging by Lao Liang's luck, they might not have come out of the water alive.

In the corridor, Yu Dawei shared his analysis with Duan Dahai.

Duan Dahai accepted the fact that Lao Liang was dead once again: "Sigh, fate is really unpredictable. I'll burn more paper money for Lao Liang later."

"Yeah, we still need to go to the Songhua River Bridge. If the body is found and retrieved, that's good. But if it hasn't been found yet, the body is probably still floating in a buoy." Yu Dawei shook his head, unable to imagine how much pain Lao Liang's body must have endured back then.

Just as the two reached the end of the corridor and were about to go down the stairs, a slightly overweight figure slowly walked up the stairs from the third floor.

He was wearing a hospital gown, carrying an iron support for an IV drip, and had an IV drip attached to the back of his left hand.

At that moment, he looked up and exchanged glances with Duan and Yu, who were preparing to go downstairs.

"you……"

"you……"

Ten minutes later, Yu Dawei successfully discharged Boss Liang from the hospital. The doctor said that he was not seriously injured after jumping into the Songhua River, but the examination revealed that he had a sore throat and a slight fever, so he was not allowed to leave the hospital.

After two days of IV drips, Mr. Liang's condition has recovered quite well. However, perhaps because the doctors are afraid that he might attempt suicide again, they have chosen to keep him in the hospital for observation.

Moreover, even now, Mr. Liang still refuses to give the doctor his family's contact information, thus becoming a quasi-long-term patient at the hospital. If Duan Dahai and Yu Dawei hadn't come, who knows how long Mr. Liang would have been fighting with the hospital.

The three of them found a tavern, and no one spoke in the private room; the atmosphere was very quiet for a moment.

Finally, Yu Dawei broke the silence and said, "I've already spoken to my sister-in-law on the phone. I didn't ask her to come over; instead, I told her to go home."

"Thanks." Boss Liang nodded and took a sip of the tea in his cup.

"Sigh, we almost planned your funeral. Who is that woman in room 404?" Duan Dahai felt a bit depressed. Looking at Lao Liang's dejected expression, he wanted to scold him, but he was afraid of provoking him too much.

"She was in the same ward as me, and I was in the bed next to hers."

“Old Liang, you need to pull yourself together. You still have a wife and kids. Dawei already knows the quality of the parts after he came with me. But there is a way to solve this problem. If we can find Presley’s group, we might be able to recoup some of our costs,” Duan Dahai advised.

On the way here, Duan Dahai thought that if Boss Liang were still alive, he would have to reprimand him. But with Boss Liang in such a state of near-death, Duan Dahai had no way to intervene and could only lift the bar high and then gently put it down.

After all, he was a good friend, and he didn't want to push Lao Liang to the point of jumping into the river again.

(End of this chapter)