Knowing me? Old Feng was happy and quickly took out the police certificate and lit it: "I am the instructor of Huang Guaizi's son's police school. His son ran out of the police academy without asking for leave yesterday. I want to find his father to find out the situation."

The old worker looked at Lao Feng's police officer's certificate, but he couldn't figure out whether it was true or not. However, he looked quite sincere, so he put down the shovel and asked the other two workers to do it first, waved his hand to Lao Feng: "Come with me."

The old worker led Lao Feng through most of the construction site, came to a row of low sheds, pointed to one of the doors, "Huang Guaizi is resting inside, you go in, I have to finish the work." After that, he turned around and left without caring about Lao Feng.

Pushing open the door of the shed, a damp and rotten smell came to my face. Old Feng sniffed and walked straight in. Under the dim light, he saw a row of Datong pavilions curled up with some dirty quilts. At the end of the Datong pavilions was lying, with a bed of tattered cotton wool on his body. The man let out a few low moans from time to time, looking pale and powerless.

Old Feng walked over and patted the man gently.

"Who are you?" The old face opened his eyes slightly, coughed twice, and asked hoarsely.

"Are you Huang Meng's father Huang Feihong?"

"Yes, are you?" Huang Feihong said as he struggled to sit up.

Seeing that he seemed to be very ill, Old Feng hurriedly held him down: "Don't get up, don't get up, I am Feng Ziming, the instructor of Huang Meng at the police academy. He ran out of the police academy without asking for leave yesterday afternoon and has not returned until today, so..."

"Ameng didn't return to the police academy? Did something happen? I... I shouldn't have let him go." Huang Feihong suddenly became very excited, coughed repeatedly, and spitted thick phlegm on the ground, and it was bright red.

Ah? He is so sick! Old Feng hurriedly comforted him: "Don't be anxious first, don't be anxious first, what's going on?"

Huang Feihong was relieved and said with a sad expression, annoyed: "Something happened on the construction site yesterday afternoon. Several of our workers suddenly broke the crane rope while building cement for the exterior wall of the house. The safety protection net was not of quality, and all of them fell to the ground. Four floors..." Speaking of this, Huang Feihong shed a few tears, "The three workers fell to death on the spot. I... I'm lucky and saved my life... Cough cough..." He coughed a few more times and spit out a mouthful of blood and phlegm!

No wonder the workers protested. It is indeed the responsibility of the developer to insufficient safety measures on the construction site. Lao Feng got up and took a cup on the wooden pallet, rinsed it with water from the thermos, poured a glass of water and handed it to Huang Feihong: "Then you are injured too, why don't you go to the hospital?"

Huang Feihong slowly drank water: "No one is responsible for medical expenses. The contractor ran away yesterday as soon as something happened. I heard from the worker that the developer did not want to be responsible for this matter. He said that once he was responsible, it became their responsibility. He wanted to put the responsibility on our workers themselves."

Happy Time Small Town is a large real estate project that has attracted much attention from the media. If this kind of safety accident is counted on the developer, it will indeed affect their reputation. It will definitely be able to shirk responsibility and shirk responsibility, but you can't ignore the life or death of people. Lao Feng shook his head: "I heard that you are not very convenient to move, why do you still do these jobs that climb high and low? Huang Meng has a salary at the police academy, which is not too small. It's more than enough to compare with the upper and lower levels."

Huang Feihong sighed: "It's all my fault in my legs. I can't get rid of my lameness. I have to take medicine for many years. If I get rid of it, I will be over. A Meng will have only me. He bought me medicine for all the salary in the police academy. I have to live. My legs are a bit crooked, and I will work slowly, and the impact is not great."

It turns out that Huang Meng's family is so bad, and he also has to take care of his father alone. Lao Feng feels that he looks too similar to him when he was a child. This kid is quite optimistic and never mentions it to others. This is quite similar to him. Lao Feng shook his head: "What happened to you yesterday, so I asked someone to call him?"

"Yes," Huang Feihong looked annoyed, "When he came, he heard that the developer didn't care about this, he ran away and said he wanted to go to them to argue and seek justice for me, but... But why didn't he go back to the police academy? Could something be wrong? I should stop him, how can ordinary people like us who have no power and power fight with rich people!"

This kid is a bit bloody and doesn't usually see it. It seems that he will have to know more about the students in the future, but he is a little too impulsive. If this brat is discussed with me first, it would be great. Old Feng then said, "Master Huang, I will go to find Huang Meng. There should be nothing wrong. Don't worry, this way, I'll take you to the hospital first. I'll notify you if there is any situation."

"Go to the hospital?" Huang Feihong waved his hand and coughed up another mouthful of bloody phlegm. "I thank Instructor Feng for helping me find A Meng. I won't go to the hospital. I'll just lie down."

"Your fall must have hurt your internal organs, and you will cough up blood. How can you not go?" Lao Feng advised, "You don't have to worry about money. I will find a way. Since Ah Meng said he wanted to seek justice for you, he is your son, you should believe him and believe he can do it."

"But...but..."

Old Feng waved his hand and helped Huang Feihong up without saying anything, but saw that his legs were swollen and he couldn't walk at all, so he bent down and bowed: "I'll carry you."

"This...this is not possible!"

"Don't worry, I've practiced weightlifting, haha, I can carry it any weight." Old Feng joked and then took Huang Feihong on his back. The scene of him carrying his father to see a doctor appeared in his head. Many years have passed, and his thin shoulders have now become extremely strong. After weighing his position, he walked out of the shed with Huang Feihong on his back.

Under Huang Feihong's guidance, Lao Feng carried him around the front door of the construction site to protest, came out of the side door, and drove him to the hospital.

After a check-up in the hospital, Huang Feihong suffered multiple injuries and suffered severe internal bleeding. If he was sent later, he might have a life of life. However, it is not delayed to send him now, so he has to undergo surgery immediately.

Lao Feng originally planned to keep him from undergoing the operation, but Huang Feihong repeatedly insisted that he would not use it. It was more important to ask the instructor to help find his son.

Old Feng thought about it, and Huang Meng went to the developer to find the developer and found no one, so he had to go and search it quickly. However, it would be impossible for Huang Meng's father to undergo surgery without anyone to take care of it. If something is wrong, someone will help him take care of it. So when the doctor pushed Huang Meng's father into the operating room, he called Fang Ting on the hospital's public phone.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong in the school?"

"It's okay, the training is over. I'm having supper in the restaurant. The devil instructors you found are here too. By the way, have you found Huang Meng?"

"I didn't find it, I found his father. Come to the operating room on the third floor of Anping Hospital now. His father is doing surgery inside. Please help me take care of it. By the way, remember to bring your credit card and pay the surgery fee."

"Ah? What's going on?"

"Let's talk about it first, I won't talk about it anymore. I'll go find that kid. Come quickly, that's it, bye!"

Fang Ting was a little unhappy when he was always taking his own actions like this, but it sounded serious, so Fang Ting didn't care about finishing the meal, so he hurried to Anping Hospital.

The developer of Happy Times Small Town is a real estate development company under Hong's company. The office building is on the 20th to 25th floors of the Wanlong Building, where "Huiying" Investment Co., Ltd. was jointly opened by Lao Feng and Xu Qingping. Since Huang Meng has gone to the developer to argue, he must have gone there.

Hong San is not a good bird. Although he has already washed his hands, he has had a gangster background after all. Lao Feng vaguely feels that since the real estate company under the Hong family wants to shirk responsibility, Huang Meng will definitely not have good results when he goes to the point of view. He disappears and is probably imprisoned by them.

It is obvious that finding colleagues to go to these people who have status in the business and political circles of Bauhinia City to ask for people will not have any results. This complicated relationship will only make them protect each other. With Hong San's status, even if Jin Baan washes his hands, let Lin Mao, Yue Wen or Liang Man help him with just enough to make the wind and rain in the Bauhinia City. After thinking about it, Lao Feng had to go inquire about the news himself. It is definitely the best result to find Huang Meng quietly.

When they arrived at the Bandung Building, Lao Feng went directly to the security department. The security guards in the Bandung Building were shared and they were responsible for protecting the safety of all companies in the Bandung Building.

Wu Deli, the security chief of the Wanlong Building, had some friendship with Lao Feng, so Lao Feng went to find him directly. At this time, he was drinking a little wine in the monitoring room alone.

Pushing open the door of the monitoring room, Old Feng snatched Wu Deli's beer and said, "Damn, how did you know how to drink?"

"Oh, Feng SIR," Wu Deli was already confused and laughed, "Come on... Come on and have a drink."

"Fuck me," Old Feng shook his head, "The thief comes in the building."

"Huh? Where... Where?" Wu Deli put his eyes on the large screen monitor and looked for a long time, "Where?"

"I've been stealing."
Chapter completed!