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A millionaire may be just one illness away from becoming indebted.
If this is true for the rich, what about ordinary people?
A serious illness can crush a family, but should it be treated or not?
No, this is no longer a question of whether or not the disease can be cured. It’s just a question of whether or not one is willing to spend all one’s savings to allow the patient to suffer less.
After living in such a miserable state for so many years, the ant still couldn't escape its fate.
Liu Zhuhua is just a woman living at the bottom of society. The best solution she can think of is to exchange her life for money.
The insurance agent looked at the people who were lost in thought with serious expressions, and timidly spoke to break the atmosphere.
"Can the beneficiary please sign? I have business to attend to today."
Her main task today was to verify the insurance situation and try to find faults if possible, in order to stay in line with the company's motto of "no compensation for this, no compensation for that".
But seeing that this matter was related to the police, she didn't dare to be clever anymore. She just wanted to sign the form and leave as soon as possible to avoid getting into trouble.
Du Yu said: "The beneficiary can't come."
Xu Yiqing said: "Liu Zhuhua's death certificate is here."
There are many organizations that can issue death certificates, including hospitals and even village committees.
Since Liu Zhuhua died in an accident, a death certificate can only be issued after an investigation by the public security organs.
It is obvious that the person who called the insurance company knew this. The other party knew that Liu Zhuhua died in an accident and the death certificate was in Xu Yiqing's hands.
Xu Yiqing searched through Liu Zhuhua's file bag, which contained her personal information, autopsy report, and death certificate.
He doesn't need to worry about these things, Lin Sheng will arrange everything. Whenever Xu Yiqing needs any relevant materials, he just needs to look for the file bag that Lin Sheng has prepared for him.
If things really don't work, just call Mr. Lin. There has never been a mistake.
After confirming that everything was correct, the insurance agent kept a copy of the death certificate.
While waiting for the printer to work, Xu Yiqing observed the insurance agent. The other party was a little careless and only regarded this matter as a job that he had to complete. He did not feel how heavy the death certificate was at all.
He guessed that it was not that this man was so cold-blooded, but more likely that he had done it a lot and seen a lot. Behind every insurance confirmation form was a living life.
Just like myself.
"Leave a card number. The insurance money will be deposited into the card number after paying taxes."
The three of them looked at each other, and finally Du Yu left the public card number of the Financial Department of the Serious Crime Squad.
He scratched his head, feeling a little troubled: "I have to write a report again."
Zhou Shi smiled and said, "You still have to buy milk tea for your accounting colleague."
Du Yu also laughed: "It's okay. It's no big deal for accountants to suddenly receive millions of dollars in the account. If there were suddenly a few dollars or cents more, it would scare them to death!"
The insurance company was very efficient, but Xu Yiqing guessed that it was more likely that the salesperson went back and told the company's leaders about the situation. This matter involved a criminal case, so it had to be handled quickly.
No one wants the police to come to their door.
So the remittance arrived in the afternoon, and Xu Yiqing suggested going to see Liu Qing.
"This money is his mother's life-saving money."
Du Yu also nodded in agreement.
He is a criminal policeman, so from his standpoint, he does not think it is right for Liu Zhuhua to kill Li Cheng's entire family for revenge.
That would cause social panic, and his duty is to maintain social stability.
But Liu Qing was innocent after all, so he secretly swore in his heart that this money would definitely inherit Liu Zhuhua's determination as a mother and cure Liu Qing.
Xu Yiqing sat in the passenger seat of the Panamera, looking at the boundary marker with the words "Baxia Village" inscribed on it. He couldn't count how many times he had come to the village.
He hoped it was the last time.
In the winter, smells don't spread as actively as in the summer, and low temperatures cause many things to become inactive...even air flow.
So even if you can see piles of garbage around the dilapidated house, you can't smell the stench unless you get right up to it.
Even so, this place is not suitable for long-term residence. Zhou Shi frowned and spoke with disdain: "Li Cheng actually moved the garbage dump next to Liu Qing's house. What a disgusting... scumbag!"
"If it was before, I would tell you to respect the dead." Du Yu spread his hands: "But now I think you are right."
Xu Yiqing walked over to the foxtail grass and squatted down. When the cold winter wind blew, the grass swayed, but it lost the vitality and greenness of spring and summer, and became withered, yellow and fragile.
He pulled off a dog's tail with his hand and put the thin end to his mouth and bit it.
He looks like a young boy who likes to show off and run around with foxtail grass in his mouth, riding a bicycle with a girl.
“It’s bitter.”
He shook his head and took the foxtail grass out of his mouth.
In winter, Sha Qing can't even taste the simplest sweetness.
In winter, he lost his mother.
"Liu Qing, do you still remember me?"
Du Yu knocked on the door frame which no longer had a door, and a low sob was heard from the broken house.
The three of them walked in and saw that there was only a bed and a table left in the house. For the first time, they felt so vividly what it meant to have nothing in a house.
The walls were leaking everywhere. Liu Qing curled up on the bed, covered with a moldy quilt, shivering from the cold.
Du Yu took out a few tablets from his pocket, and Zhou Shi held the eight-treasure porridge she bought on the road. She was also considerate enough to ask the convenience store clerk to scald it with hot water.
Du Yu bought the medicine with his own money. Two boxes of medicine cost him more than one hundred yuan. Although it is of no help in treating stomach cancer, it can at least help relieve pain.
Xu Yiqing saw Liu Qing's face clearly for the first time.
His hair was not very long. Liu Zhuhua had just taken him to get a haircut a few years ago, so it wasn't that bad.
It's just that Liu Qing doesn't know how to wash his hair, so his hair has gone from being greasy to being dry, yellow and dull, covered in dandruff.
There were black stains around his eyes and on his face, and the stubble on his face made it impossible to accurately judge his age.
Du Yu didn't show any disdain. He sat directly on the bed and brought the thermos cup of hot water and eight-treasure porridge: "Eat something and take the medicine. We will take you to the hospital."
Liu Qing kept shouting "it hurts" and "Mom" intermittently, which made people feel heartbroken.
His life was so short, so short that it can be summed up in just these two words.
Zhou Shi walked around the room and subconsciously began to look around the room.
But there was really nothing worth looking at here. There was only a bed and a wooden table that creaked and shook when touched.
There was some bread and opened bottles of water on the table.
She frowned slightly.
Xu Yiqing walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The production date is very recent." Zhou Shi said: "Someone came here recently."
Du Yu was feeding Liu Qing and helping him take care of his appearance so that he could go to the city hospital for hospitalization later.
Without even turning his head, he said: "It might be my colleague. The police officers who visited him said he was so pitiful, so it's not surprising that they sent him food... Some people even asked for donations!"
After careful observation, Zhou Shi asked, "Do the police search the cabinets when they visit?"
Du Yu was stunned and shook his head subconsciously: "No, I'm just visiting to understand the situation. Although the house is so run-down, I don't think my colleagues will rummage through the boxes and cabinets."
Zhou Shi looked at the wooden table and said, "There is no dust on this drawer. It has been opened recently. Since you said so, Captain Du, it must not be a visiting police officer."
Xu Yiqing said: "It can't be the villagers. They are already avoiding Liu Qing."
Based on his professional ethics, he subconsciously took out the medical gloves he carried with him from his pocket and put them on, then gently and slowly opened the drawer.
There was a photo facing up in the drawer.
(End of this chapter)