Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 432 - 10 Why doesn’t God see?

Tianmen City really had quite a few common folks who posted pictures or clippings of the President on their walls to ward off evil spirits.

Wang Yunxiao took a quick glance at the content of the Xinmin Newspaper and could say there was basically no substantial news, except for the picture on the front page. The rest was a mix of nonsensical topics from linguists of various factions quipping at each other, ranging from women’s foot binding to Baiyangdian salted duck eggs wholesale; it was a chaotic mix that nearly ground the essence of communication to dust.

In this era, newspapers and publications essentially took on the role of what future online forums would be in dealing with crap.

He found the older brother who had earlier read the newspaper to the elder and borrowed the paper to read it over again.

Indeed, Qin Xiangdong had a point in wanting to buy the Tianmen Evening News.

Yesterday’s edition contained the President’s speech regarding the flood disaster in Tianmen City and the outbreak of the epidemic.

This sort of article, well... to someone with an average level of education it would seem like complete empty talk. It looked like it said a lot but actually said nothing at all.

If you could understand it, you wouldn’t be out buying the newspaper yourself.

Wang Yunxiao quickly caught the essential part of it.

Deploy the emergency plan for natural disasters, organize and coordinate resources from surrounding areas, adjust the main focus of work, rapidly set up field hospitals, and accelerate the construction of municipal hospitals...

"Do you see what’s going on?"

The elderly man asked eagerly nearby.

"Military doctors are coming, and they’re going to build a hospital,"

Wang Yunxiao explained to him.

"Building another hospital?"

The elderly man was taken aback for a moment and couldn’t help but sneer, "The President seems to have become obsessed."

"What do you mean?"

"You young folks wouldn’t know, but back in the day, the President already raised funds to build a hospital here in Tianmen, over in West City. It wasn’t a large facility. It was supposed to be managed by the Imperial Court, but the officers appointed by the Imperial Court would only line their own pockets and completely ignored the people’s life and death."

The elderly man sighed, "Back then, some people always promoted state-run hospitals, but who wants to be involved in a business that doesn’t make money? Ever since that court officer was executed by the President, the Imperial Court has been reluctant to send anyone else. The President couldn’t invest more money in it either, and colloquially, that hospital just collapsed."

The newspaper seller nearby laughed, "That’s a good thing. Now that the Imperial Court has packed up and fled, the President has the final say, and it’s up to him to build a hospital if he wants!"

"You know shit!"

The elderly man was displeased, "Where does the country not need money now? If you build a hospital in Tianmen, where is the money going to come from? Isn’t it just going to be moved from another place? Tianmen people suffer from floods and diarrhea every year, but what’s so big about that?"

"Just watch, once this money is spent, those bastards will start talking nonsense again."

Wang Yunxiao comforted, "Old man, don’t be angry. Those who don’t like the President will oppose anything she does."

"That’s also true."

The old man sighed, "All raised by mothers without manners, why doesn’t God just strike these creatures dead!"

...

"Why can’t God just strike him dead with lightning?"

Lying in the hospital bed, Song Bin looked at his bandaged fingers and couldn’t help but complain bitterly to his father.

"What kind of world is this, where some loafer dares to attack me in broad daylight, and the police actually protect him! Dad, did you ask me to come back to China just to endure this humiliation?"

"If this were in the Federation, one call to the police and they would have shot him on the spot! Dad, you don’t understand, being a doctor is such a respected profession there, even mayors have to respectfully address me as ’Swordsman Tower’!"

"If I didn’t know any better, would I have let you become a doctor? Enough, don’t think about it anymore. Just consider it a dog bite. That guy is just a thug, a rogue who has nothing to lose. You only end up losing if you try to confront him."

Vice Director Song, sitting on a nearby sofa and lighting a cigarette, said seriously, "I got a call from the Capital, hinting that the President is planning to build a public hospital in Tianmen, on a large scale with comprehensive departments."

Song Bin disdainfully said, "So what if the building is big? Where will they find the doctors?"

"Students from the medical faculty of Northern University and nurses from Church Guard School are about to graduate. Plus, some military doctors will transfer to civilian roles, and they are also recruiting doctors from the public. My plan is to get you in there."

"Me? I’m not going!"

Song Bin quickly shook his head, "A public hospital, psh, sounds ridiculous. They expect us not to charge money for medicine, are pharmaceutical companies running a charity? If you ask me, those poor villagers deserve to die. They create no value alive, and by dying, they save societal resources. It’s natural selection, survival of the fittest!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"You’re already so old, can you stop being so childish?"

Vice Director Song glared at him with a mix of frustration and disappointment, "I’m discussing serious matters here. Whether the hospital makes money or not, what does it have to do with you? This is a project personally driven by the President, and it’s the state’s money at stake. Get some experience there, and later you’ll have room for advancement. Do I really need to spell it out for you?"

"I see..."

Song Bin reluctantly nodded, "Then buy me a car."

"Buy you a car?"

Vice Director Song almost choked on his cigarette, "You think I own the hospital? Buy you a car? I might as well buy you a rocket to send you to the moon!"

"I don’t care, you want me to go to that hellhole and starve every day, it’s a no go without a car."

Song Bin thought about that pretty nurse, who even on rainy days had to wear a rain hat, clearly from a poor family. If he had a car, maybe he could make her see reality, abandon that loafer, and willingly come to him.

"Who says there’s no perks?"

Vice Director Song said irritably, "Such a big hospital and no perks? Do they have to feed them directly into your mouth for you to be satisfied? After all those years studying abroad, how did you end up so useless. Don’t you have classmates? Don’t you know international pharmaceutical companies?"

"Too much hassle, drinking, socializing and all, I can’t be bothered with them."

Vice Director Song clutched his heart and took several deep breaths, reminding himself over and over that this son was his own flesh and blood.

"Look, I’ll introduce you to a friend later. You get on his good side, and he’ll give you money to spend."

"Give me money for free? What is he, an idiot?"

Song Bin felt he wasn’t a fool; even he could tell there was something off about this person.

"Just tell me whether you want it or not!"

"Sure, why wouldn’t I want free money?"