Nishike Sakura, who just woke up, shivered, and Dafeng Zheshu just said a word, which directly scared away all sleepiness of Nishike Sakura, so that Nishike Sakura was full of energy.
"Dead? How did he die?"
The dead on the construction site can be large or small.
If the family members of the deceased are willing to collect money to settle the matter, this matter will not be fought, and if they are not willing to collect money...
Then you can only find the underworld to deal with it.
Dafeng Zheshu on the other end of the phone smiled again.
"It's not that big of a deal. That guy didn't die on the construction site. He was dancing in a nightclub yesterday. I don't know if he was too excited. He died in the nightclub."
Nishike Sakura immediately felt like a deflated balloon, and the whole person withered.
"Didn't he die on the construction site? That's good, that's good."
If a worker dies on a construction site, there is no reason for it, but if he didn't die on the construction site, there is a lot of room for manipulation.
"Where are you now? What's the specific situation?"
Nishike Sakura asked.
Dafeng Zheshu on the other end of the phone replied.
"We're here at Michelle Hospital now, and I can't tell you the specifics. Sakura, please come over and talk about it."
"Okay, you wait for me, I'll be right over."
Sakura Nishike got out of bed, went to the bathroom to freshen up, didn't even have time to eat breakfast, got out of her house, got on a means of transportation, and headed towards Michelle Hospital.
Michelle Hospital is 12 kilometers away from Sakura Nishike's home. Because it was the morning rush hour, Sakura Nishike was stuck in traffic for half an hour before driving from her home to the hospital.
After parking the car in the parking lot outside the hospital, Nishike Sakura hurried in.
Following Dafeng Zheshu's guidance, Nishike Sakura saw Dafeng Zheshu, the president's glamorous assistant Asami Hashimoto, and several tile workers on the construction site outside a ward.
Xichi Ying walked up, and when she reached Dafeng Zheshu, Xichi Ying hurriedly asked.
"How does that go?"
Hashimoto Asami and Dafeng Zheshu turned around, and the assistant to the president, Hashimoto Asami, spoke first.
"Things are okay and will not affect the progress of the project."
The stone in Nishike Sakura's heart was put down again.
The death of a construction site worker is a big or small thing. It is very normal for the assistant to the president to come to supervise in person, and Asami Hashimoto also said the result of the supervision.
Things are ok and don't affect the project.
It means that the company's top management will not punish the three of Nishike Sakura for this matter.
As for why the project was not affected, Nishike Sakura looked at Dafeng Zheshu.
Dafeng Zheshu sighed.
"The doctor came out and chatted with us just now, and said that the former Tang Zheng was the worker who died. The cause of this guy's death was suffocation."
Nishike Sakura's complexion was subtle.
"Suffocation? How did you suffocate?"
Nishike Sakura thought of some perverts who like to play suffocation play. Could it be that their workers have this kind of XP, and then they played off yesterday?
Dafeng Zheshu touched his throat.
"Because of throat edema, the airway was compressed and I couldn't breathe, and then I suffocated to death."
Dafeng Zheshu looked at a worker in his thirties beside him, and the worker said sadly.
"Ah Zheng does have chronic pharyngitis. He may have been too tired after coming to the construction site for the past few days. He has chronic pharyngitis again and keeps complaining about a sore throat..."
The workers stopped talking here.
Dafeng Zheshu looked at Xichiying again.
"I didn't go to the doctor for a sore throat. I still smoked and drank alcohol. I went to a nightclub yesterday and sang like crazy. As a result, my throat was swollen to an unprecedented degree. I couldn't breathe when I was in the nightclub, and I couldn't breathe when I was sent to the hospital."
Sakura Nishike was full of complexities, among which she was most disappointed.
"So just because you drank a little wine, smoked a cigarette, and sang a song, you died?"
Is the cause of death so normal?
Dafeng Zheshu nodded.
"Almost, human life is such a fragile thing. I had a classmate who fell while running and died when he hit his head. The death was casual and abrupt, just like a joke."
Nishike Sakura couldn't help but look at the workers surrounding Dafeng Zheshu and Hashimoto Asami with disgust.
Because the salaries of many workers on the current construction site are settled daily, Nishike Sakura has seen many workers who are currently drunk and are currently laying dust on the construction site in the morning.
Some still sleep in the custom shop for a few days.
But taking money like this to go to Xiaosha, Xiaosa died on the same day, this is the first time Nishike Sakura has seen, but it is not the first time he has heard of it.
"that…"
Among the surrounding workers, a person who seemed to be the leader stepped out.
"What happened after Ah Zheng..."
Asami Hashimoto, assistant to the president, shook her head.
"Because the cause of the former Mr. Tangzheng's death has nothing to do with us, we will not give any compensation. As for the medical expenses, if you don't make a fuss, don't talk about any messy things, and don't cause us trouble, we will pay according to the established process, and there will be no less."
Asami Hashimoto adjusted his glasses.
"Of course, if you are going to make a fuss, please be prepared to be accused of extortion."
The New Era Decoration Company also has a group of excellent lawyers. Judging from the current death situation of workers, Asami Hashimoto can guarantee that her side has a 100% chance of winning the lawsuit.
The workers looked at each other, they were honest and didn't think about blackmailing or anything, the leader worker took out a plastic bag.
"Okay, here's the bill for Ah Zheng's medical expenses and surgery expenses. We paid for it. Remember to pay us back when it's reimbursed."
Dafeng Zheshu shook his hand.
"Okay, you go back to the construction site, we will take care of the next thing."
Everyone is dead, so of course there is no need to take care of them. The corpse is going to be sent to the basement of the hospital, waiting for the family members to claim it.
The workers looked at each other and left.
The assistant to the president took out his mobile phone to check the time, then turned to Nishike Sakura and said.
"Copy all the bills and send the copies to the financial office. You keep the originals. I will notify the financial office for approval."
After speaking, Asami Hashimoto, assistant to the president, also turned and left.
Sakura Nishike watched Asami Hashimoto enter the elevator, and then looked at Dafeng Zheshu beside her, who spread her hands.
"Everything has been done before, just go straight, if you want to see the corpse, I can accompany you."
Nishike Sakura looked disgusted.
"I don't want to lose my appetite all day today."
Dafeng Zheshu joked.
"It's not the scene of a car accident. The body of the suffocated person is not so ugly."
There were hurried footsteps and voices.
"Sorry, sorry."
Natsume Tuo with red eyes trotted from a distance to Nishike Sakura and Dafeng Zheshu.
"I slept a little late yesterday, and woke up a little late today."
Dafeng Zheshu said in disgust.
"Well, you guys went on a date with Megumi Minakami again yesterday, didn't you?"
Natsume Takumi smiled.
"Come on, can I invite you for lunch?"
Saying that, Natsume Taku looked around.
Dafeng Zheshu explained.
"The matter was resolved, it was just an accident with no effect, but we were really unlucky and encountered a worker with a mental problem."
Dafeng Zheshu explained all the causes of the former Tang Zheng's death.
"...The basic situation is like this. Now that the matter is almost resolved, I just wait to go back to the company to reimburse the medical expenses and return them to the workers."
Natsume Taku breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine, Dafeng, Xichi, you don't know, I heard that a worker at our construction site died, and my heart beat so fast that I almost broke my ribs."
Natsume held his chest.
"I thought my future was gone."
Dafeng Zheshu shook his head.
"Even if the person is really dead, the future will not be lost. In a project I was in before, I hired two workers to do high-altitude cleaning. As a result, they hated the trouble and didn't even take safety measures. Then one foot slipped and died."
Nishike Sakura also interrupted.
"It is true that many workers have poor brains, so it is only natural for them to be eliminated by society."
The three walked out of the hospital while talking. It was still ten o'clock at this time, and it was still early for lunch, but in order to fulfill his promise, Natsume Taku took Nishike Sakura and Dafeng Zheshu to a nearby izakaya for an expensive lunch.
After eating, Natsume went home to catch up on sleep.
For the sake of Natsume Taku's treat, Nishike Sakura and Dafeng Zheshu didn't blame Natsume Taku for being lazy, and Dafeng Zheshu went back to the company to continue drawing pictures.
Nishike Sakura went to the construction site, planning to use the photocopier on the construction site to copy all the hospital bills.
When I arrived at the construction site, it was just in time for the lunch break. The lively construction site was empty, and most of them went to the cafeteria to cook. Sakura Nishike went to the project department alone, and found the copier inside to make copies.
A bill and a test sheet were taken out of the plastic bag.
Nishike Sakura occasionally glanced at the bill before putting it in the copier.
Amid the sound of the copier starting up, copies were spit out one after another.
Sakura Nishike put away the copy, and when she was waiting to go to the other billing rooms, a routine blood test entered Nishike Sakura's eyes.
Nishike Sakura glanced curiously.
It is said that young people are also beginning to suffer from geriatric diseases, such as diabetes, Alzheimer's disease, and cerebral hemorrhage.
This guy named former Tangzheng, his body...
"Um?"
Nishike Sakura tilted her head, and some strange check values entered Nishike Sakura's eyes.
"Um!"
Nishike Sakura reached out to pick up the blood test report, her eyes fixed on the data in the test report.
A few seconds later, Nishike Sakura put down the routine blood report.
About five years ago, when Sakura Nishike was still a novice, she chatted with a young worker. The content of the conversation between the worker and Sakura Nishike made Nishike Sakura feel very interesting, so she specially recorded it.
Workers said that some homeowners have mental problems and always think that there will be cheap and high-quality things.
So I bought some Sanwu brand paint.
The workers used these paints to paint the walls. After painting for a period of time, the workers felt nauseous and vomited, dizzy and weak. After going to the hospital for an examination, the doctor looked at the blood test sheet and asked the workers to do a formaldehyde test.
The result was that the workers were mildly poisoned by formaldehyde.
When the worker had a follow-up visit with the doctor, the doctor told him.
"Blood routine can't detect diseases such as formaldehyde poisoning, but you can see if there are signs of formaldehyde poisoning according to certain inspection items."
"For example, the score and classification of white blood cells, such as whether the total number of white blood cells has decreased significantly, and whether the absolute value or count of neutrophils and monocytes is low at the same time..."
The worker's blood routine data showed signs of formaldehyde poisoning, so the doctor asked the worker to do a special formaldehyde test.