Chapter 45: The Conspiracy Exposed, Deputy Director Li is Completely Finished

Deputy Factory Director Li was rushed to the hospital in critical condition.

Following a joint consultation by the hospital specialists, their conclusion was almost identical to the on-site diagnosis made by Chen Mo.

His life was saved, but the nerve and bone damage to both legs was far too severe. Even with the finest medical treatment available, he would be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

A man who once wielded immense power and influence within the factory was transformed, in the blink of an eye, into a completely broken and crippled man.

However, his physical disability was not even the most terrifying part of his plight.

What terrified him most was that when he regained consciousness from the anesthesia, instead of the tender, anxious inquiries of his family, he was greeted by two stern-faced public security officers in uniform.

Liu San, the worker whom he had used as a mere pawn, had confessed to everything in detail in exchange for a lighter sentence.

Both human witnesses and physical evidence were fully accounted for.

Deputy Factory Director Li had intentionally sabotaged production equipment, with the malicious intent of framing and overthrowing the factory's leadership team, creating an extremely adverse impact.

What awaited him now was the severe punishment of the law and a lengthy prison term.

Deputy Factory Director Li was completely finished.

Furthermore, he had brought about his own ruin in the most humiliating and dramatic fashion possible—trapped by his own machinations and reaping the bitter fruits of his own actions.

In sharp contrast to the miserable end of Deputy Factory Director Li was the triumphant radiance of Yang Weiguo.

Because of Chen Mo's miraculous intervention, this accident not only failed to become a blemish on Yang Weiguo's record, but instead transformed into a major highlight of his political career.

In the inspection report issued by the municipal investigation team, high praise was bestowed upon the Red Star Rolling Mill for its emergency response capabilities during the sudden crisis.

In particular, Chen Mo—the young doctor who remained calm in the face of mortal danger and possessed extraordinary medical skills—was lauded with terms such as "hero" and "model."

As the factory director, Yang Weiguo had demonstrated exemplary leadership and a discerning eye for talent, naturally sharing in the reflected glory.

His standing in the eyes of the municipal leaders had not dropped; rather, it had risen significantly.

That afternoon, Yang Weiguo personally invited Chen Mo to his office.

He brewed a cup of top-grade Longjing tea for Chen Mo with his own hands, a brilliant smile blooming across his face like a blossoming chrysanthemum.

"Doctor Chen, this time you are truly our entire factory's greatest benefactor!"

Yang Weiguo patted Chen Mo's shoulder firmly. "I have already submitted an application to the municipal government for you to receive the 'Advanced Individual for Courageous Deeds' award, complete with a cash prize of five hundred yuan!"

"Furthermore, regarding the two-bedroom apartment I promised you earlier, I have already spoken with the logistics department. You can move into the newly built engineers' building today—the unit with the absolute best location!"

"In addition, starting from next month, you are officially promoted as the head of our factory's medical department! You will enjoy the rank and treatment of a section-level cadre, and your salary will be directly raised to sixty-eight yuan!"

This relentless cascade of heavy rewards was enough to dazzle anyone's eyes.

A promotion, a raise, and housing allocation.

Chen Mo had been in this world for only a few short months, yet he had already traversed a path that ordinary people might not complete in a lifetime.

"Thank you, Director Yang." Chen Mo's reaction, however, was remarkably calm, as if all of this had been well within his expectations.

Seeing his unruffled composure in the face of such high honors, Yang Weiguo held him in even higher esteem.

This young man possessed both ability and daring, yet remained free from greed for undeserved credit. His future prospects were truly boundless!

He had already made up his mind to tightly bind this magnificent Buddha to his own side.

[Ding! Special mission "Turning the Tables to Crush the Conspiracy" has been completed!]

[Detection indicates that the penal target 'Deputy Factory Director Li' has suffered devastating physical, psychological, and reputational losses. The beastly conduct has been severely punished!]

[Mission reward issued: Disciplinary Points +1000! Advanced Surgical Skills Package (including nerve suture, organ transplantation, etc.) has been unlocked!]

The cold, mechanical prompt of the system echoed in Chen Mo's mind.

He could feel a vast and profound wealth of surgical knowledge instantly surging into his brain.

The intricate structures of human nerves and the complex procedures of organ transplantation became as crystal clear to him as if he had performed them with his own hands thousands of times.

His medical prowess had once again achieved a qualitative leap.

Chen Mo's reputation spread like wildfire, rapidly sweeping through the entire rolling mill and even the broader industrial system of the capital city.

"Have you heard? The Red Star Factory has produced a divine doctor who performed surgery right on the workshop floor and saved a man whose legs were completely crushed!"

"More than that! I heard that the doctor is barely over twenty and looks like a movie star!"

"This is incredible. From now on, we workers have real hope when we fall ill!"

For a time, Chen Mo became an idol and guardian deity in the eyes of countless workers.

The threshold of the infirmary was practically worn flat.

Workers from many other factories came from afar, specifically requesting Chen Mo by name for their medical consultations.

Lin Wanqing watched Chen Mo as he was surrounded by an impasspassioned wall of workers, her clear eyes filled not only with deep admiration but also with a trace of infatuation.

A man like this was like the sun—so dazzling that one could hardly bear to look directly at him.

However, immense fame also brought new troubles.

That evening, just as Chen Mo returned to the quadrangle courtyard and prepared to pack his belongings for the move, a black Volga sedan pulled up silently outside the entrance of the courtyard.

In the Beijing of the 1960s, such a vehicle was an absolute rarity.

The residents of the courtyard all craned their necks, watching with curious and astonished eyes.

A middle-aged man stepped out of the vehicle, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, tall in stature with a stern countenance.

He walked straight through the courtyard and, amid the astonished gazes of everyone present, stopped right in front of Chen Mo, stood at attention, and delivered a crisp, standard military salute.

"Excuse me, are you Doctor Chen Mo?"

The man's voice was resonant and powerful.

Chen Mo nodded.

"I am Wang Meng, a staff officer of the Central Security Regiment." The man retrieved a red identification booklet from his pocket and flashed it briefly before Chen Mo.

"Our superior, Comrade Li Zhenguo, wishes to invite you for a visit."

Li Zhenguo!

Upon hearing this name, the older and more knowledgeable elders in the courtyard all gasped sharply.

That was one of the founding fathers of the nation who had rendered monumental service during the establishment of the People's Republic!

A truly monumental figure!

Why would such a towering figure send someone to summon Chen Mo?

Every gaze in the courtyard converged upon Chen Mo, filled with a mixture of awe and profound incomprehension.

Chen Mo looked at Wang Meng, his expression remaining entirely tranquil.

"Lead the way," Chen Mo said calmly.