When Zhang Hongyang woke up, he unexpectedly found himself lying in the County Hospital.

It was already past lunchtime by then, and he only then felt desperately hungry.

Just thinking about what happened in the morning left him utterly at a loss and deeply anxious, not knowing what to do.

On the verge of collapse, dejected, lost, he wished he could chop off his own hand.

Xie Peng was attending to him, bringing some food, urging him to take a couple of bites.

Zhang Hongyang was very hungry, ravenously scooping up the food, almost choking with tears. People need iron, food is steel, missing a meal makes you unbearably hungry.

Xie Peng was anxious at his side, urging him to eat more slowly.

Zhang Hongyang was already in despair, and said directly: "How the hell can I not eat fast? If I don't, I might not be able to keep this official job in the future."

"What? This..." Xie Peng was frustrated, and, come to think of it, it was a fact.

A County Mayor ended up hooking the Governor's eye with a fishhook; can he still continue as an official? Is there a future?

Alas... all the hard work in vain!

The master and servant, both were quite distressed.

Thinking about arrogantly waiting for Meng Jixiang in the hotel in the morning in front of Liu Zhizhong, and now?

As Zhang Hongyang put down the bowl, he cursed: "That son of a bitch Liu Zhizhong, nothing good can come out of a dog's mouth, whatever bad thing he says, happens! Damn him for being so arrogant, that bastard...sigh..."

Xie Peng gave a bitter smile and nodded in agreement.

But after thinking about it, he still said, "Brother Yang, why don't we try to do some damage control?"

"How to do that? We don't even know if Governor Meng's eye can be saved or not!"

"But our attitude is crucial! Whether it's life or death, isn't it about showing the right attitude?"

Zhang Hongyang thought carefully for a moment, agreeing, "Then, tell me, what kind of attitude should I show?"

Xie Peng said: "Governor Meng is suffering from the injury, terribly unfortunate. He must be in excruciating pain, right? I remember, back at the waterside, he was in so much pain he wet his pants. The only attitude we can show is with money, we have to give money to have a chance to fix this!"

Zhang Hongyang thought for a while, "Indeed, we can only give money! But the amount, more or less, depends on his condition, right?"

"Why don't we head to the Provincial City first to take a look? I heard from leaders at the state level that a military medical plane from the Provincial Military District flew over, taking him back to the Provincial City for surgery."

On hearing that they had to go to the Provincial City, Zhang Hongyang shook his head repeatedly, "That won't do, that won't do! If I go, won't Governor Meng's family and friends flay me alive? I can't handle that, simply can't."

"Then... if we don't go, isn't our attitude going to be a problem?"

Zhang Hongyang: "..."

He really didn't know what to say, caught in a dilemma.

He thought and thought, finally recalling Liu Zhizhong.

Isn't this bastard the class leader in Shanan? The vice leader got into trouble, can he just stand aside?

Besides, his connections in the Provincial City are extensive, his influence is huge!

To be honest, at this point, Zhang Hongyang could only go and ask Liu Zhizhong for help, though it was somewhat injurious to his dignity, under the current circumstances, dignity was no longer important.

He didn't dare tell his family, nor did he dare inform Minister Luo, alas... soon enough they will all know.

So, Zhang Hongyang took out his phone, "Forget it, I'll call that bastard Liu Zhizhong, see what he has to say! Maybe he can give me some ideas."

"Him? Forget it, Brother Yang, at this moment, who knows, he might be secretly laughing somewhere, and you expect him to offer ideas?"