Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

"Brother Bingkun, how is he now?"

Chen Zaixing frowned and strode into the hospital lobby. He put his hands on his hips and looked at Huang Bingkun, who was holding his head in his hands. When he saw Huang Bingkun raise his head and look at his worried face, Chen Zaixing's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he's really dead?

"They're in there trying to save him, he hasn't come out yet," Huang Bingkun stood up and pointed to the still-lit emergency room.

As long as he's still being treated, that's good. We absolutely cannot let him die, or Secretary Lin Deying will be furious. Chen Zaixing took out a cigarette and handed one to Huang Bingkun, then took out a wad of cash from his bag and stuffed it into his hand, reassuring him, "You wait here. If anything happens, you can handle it for now. This money is for Binzi's medical expenses. If it's not enough, just tell me, and I'll go talk to Dean Guo."

The two nurses at the information desk widened their eyes, watching Chen Zaixing without blinking as he casually pulled a wad of cash from his bag—at least ten thousand yuan, judging by its thickness. Seeing Chen Zaixing hurrying towards the stairs, they smiled and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Chen!"

Chen Zaixing was in a hurry to find Guo Kun and tell him to make sure to tell the doctors in the emergency room that they absolutely had to save the person, otherwise it would be a huge problem if he died.

He simply waved politely to the two nurses who greeted him and headed for the stairs. After watching Chen Zaixing's figure disappear, the two nurses began to whisper among themselves, saying things like "he's really rich."

In Guo Kun's office, Chen Zaixing offered Guo Kun a cigarette as soon as he entered. "Dean Guo, I have an urgent matter to ask of you. You must help me!"

Upon hearing Chen Zaixing's words, Guo Kun assumed that something had happened to Chen Zaixing's family and they had been brought to the county hospital. He took the cigarette and asked, "Mr. Chen, don't worry, just tell me what it is. As long as it's within my power, I'll do my best to help you!"

Chen Zaixing then told him that Binzi had been stabbed and taken to the hospital, where he was still undergoing emergency treatment. "Dean Guo, this man absolutely cannot die. Even if he survives and is bedridden, he cannot die today. Do you understand what I mean?"

Guo Kun was, after all, a veteran within the system, and he naturally knew that if someone were to die at this crucial juncture of the demolition of Huanghe North Road, the district might have to re-examine the shantytown renovation project.

Therefore, people must not die!

"I know what to do," Guo Kun immediately turned around and put on the white coat hanging there. "I'm going to the emergency room right now. Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I'll definitely keep him here!"

After Guo Kun finished speaking, he hurriedly led Chen Zaixing toward the emergency room, the corners of his white coats flying off. When they arrived at the emergency room, Chen Zaixing stopped, while Guo Kun, with the help of a nurse, dressed himself and went into the emergency room.

Seeing Guo Kun go in, Huang Bingkun craned his neck to look inside. Chen Zaixing patted him on the shoulder. "Stop looking, it's through the door. Tell me, what happened today? Why did Liu Fu suddenly stab Binzi with a knife?"

"Zaixing, this is my fault. Liu Fu kept making demands and refused to sign the contract. I sent people to his house to block the door," Huang Bingkun took the blame directly, without saying that Binzi and his group had taken it upon themselves to block the door.

"This isn't your fault," Chen Zaixing waved his hand. "That damn Liu Fu, he dared to stab my men!"

Chen Zaixing threw the face he was holding in his mouth onto the ground, stomped it out with his leather shoe, took out his cell phone from his bag, and quickly dialed a number. "Hello! Director Wang, this is Chen Zaixing. The person is still being treated at the county hospital. Yes, yes, Director Wang, you must be very careful with thugs like this. They're the kind of people who will stab someone with a knife at the drop of a hat!"

"You must make sure our police officers carry guns when they go out on arrests. Okay, Director Wang. I'll call you immediately if anything happens at the hospital. I'll treat you to dinner sometime. No problem, no problem, we're brothers, no need for this. You're busy, I'm hanging up!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Zaixing's smile vanished, and he sat down on the bench, grumbling. Just then, a nurse came out of the emergency room, and Chen Zaixing and Huang Bingkun immediately went to greet her. "How is she?"

The nurse glanced at Chen Zaixing. "He's still being resuscitated. The patient is bleeding heavily, and the hospital's blood bank is running out of AB type blood. We need to organize blood donations!"

"How much do you need? Wait a minute," Chen Zaixing took out his mobile phone again and dialed Jia Mingzhu's number. "Mingzhu, the hospital needs blood donations. Quickly find a car to bring those people from the construction site to the county hospital. I'll give five hundred yuan to each person who's willing to donate!"

Chen Zaixing spoke loudly on the phone, and some people who were lingering in the lobby heard that he was willing to donate 500 yuan. "I won't be polite," one of them immediately ran up to Chen Zaixing and shouted, "Mr. Chen, I'm willing to donate!"

"Mr. Chen, I'm also willing to donate. I'll use my blood; I have the energy, and my blood is even better!"

"Chen Dong, I don't want five hundred, four hundred is fine too, I don't care how much you smoke!"

"Me too, even if you drain me dry, I'd still donate!"

The hospital lobby suddenly became noisy, and the hospital security guards outside had to come over to maintain order. Chen Zaixing turned to the nurse and asked, "Can they have it done? If they can, take them there. I'll pay for it!"

"We'll only know after testing. If there are no infectious diseases or anything, and the blood type matches, then it can be used." What the nurse actually wanted to say was, "Mr. Chen, I am actually blood type AB, and I am willing to donate!"

"Then let's test them. If that's not enough, I'll bring a truckload of people from my construction site later. If that's still not enough, I have people from my supermarket who can come over," Chen Zaixing said generously. "As long as we can save that person, we'll spend whatever it takes!"

The nurse immediately called on the young man who had shouted the loudest. Seeing this, the others yelled, "Nurse, I'm perfectly healthy, I'm not sick or injured, take mine!"

"Get the hell out of here! What are you doing at the hospital if you're not sick?! Take my...and nurse!"

"Are you fucking asking for a beating? You come to the hospital for treatment too, aren't you sick?"

"I'm not sick!"

"Looking at your pathetic state, you'd be lying if you weren't sick!"

The two men got increasingly agitated during their argument, and when they saw the nurse leading someone inside to draw blood, they started to fight. Hospital security guards immediately grabbed sticks, pointed them at, and shouted, "Go fight outside!"

"If I don't get a cigarette because of what you said, I... I'll hang myself on your doorstep tonight!"

"Holy crap! Dude, it can't be that serious," the others who were watching the commotion couldn't hold back any longer when they heard this.

"You come and hang me, I'll see if you dare to come and hang me. Are you trying to scare me?" The other one was not to be outdone. For five hundred dollars, let alone a fight, if you really dare to hang me, he would dare to collect your corpse!

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. You two will both go in for tests in a bit," Chen Zaixing waved irritably at the two men grabbing each other by the collar. "Quiet down, don't disturb the emergency room while they're trying to save someone!"