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Chapter 372

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The person who answered the phone at Qing Tong Factory was a woman who didn't sound too old. When she heard Liu Yuanchao introduce himself and wanted to look for the factory's leader, she hesitated for a moment and asked Liu Yuanchao to wait for a moment. She had to ask the higher-ups.

A few minutes later, a man picked up the phone and asked Liu Yuanchao why he was calling.

Liu Yuanchao patiently told the other party his thoughts. Who knew that after laughing, the other party asked directly, "Fair competition? Why should I compete with you on a fair basis? Developing products and building a brand? I say, old comrade, have you done too many reports? "

Liu Yuanchao was so angry that he almost slammed the table. He suppressed his anger and said, "I'm warning you, your factory's registered trademark and products have violated the trademark law and the intellectual property rights of my factory. If you don't stop now, you will be sued!"

"Haha, haha, lawsuit? Old comrade, have you ever been in a lawsuit? If you say that we broke the law, then so be it. Is the court run by your family?

Let me tell you, our trademark has also been registered by the Bureau of Industry and Commerce. What 'law' and 'rights', it's not up to you to decide.

Don't think that you're quite reasonable. If we really go to court, it's hard to say who will win.

Besides, even if you win the lawsuit for one or two years, so what? I'll just register a new trademark and change the brand. If you have the ability, then continue to sue. Let's see who can outlast who! "

"Okay, I don't believe it. See you in court!" Liu Yuanchao had never seen such a shameless person. He was so angry that he almost couldn't speak. His hand trembled as he held the phone. After he forced out a sentence, he directly threw the phone …

After work, when the office cleaner went into the office to clean, she found the unconscious Liu Yuanchao. Soon, the 120 ambulance came and then left.

At around eleven o 'clock in the evening, Aunt Fan signed her name on the surgery confirmation sheet. About twenty minutes later, the still unconscious Liu Yuanchao was pushed out of the emergency room and into the brain surgery operating room.

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Qu Sen spent nearly a day and a night rushing to the hospital after a series of flights, trains, and taxis. Liu Yuanchao's son, Liu Bin, and the Jiang National Security were listening to the news outside the ICU.

When they saw Qu Sen suddenly appear, the Jiang National Security was first surprised. Then, they introduced Liu Bin and Qu Sen to each other.

Liu Bin worked on the submarine. When he went home for vacation, he heard his father talk about Qu Sen. Therefore, when the Jiang National Security introduced him, he immediately recognized him.

After the two exchanged a few words, Qu Sen asked Liu Yuanchao's current condition. Liu Bin told him that the doctor said that based on the current situation, there wasn't much of a problem in keeping his life, but there would definitely be sequelae.

As for how serious it was, he would only know after he woke up after a check-up.

Knowing that Auntie Fan was resting in the single ward downstairs, Qu Sen did not disturb her. He sat outside the ICU with Liu Bin and the Jiang National Security and continued to wait for news.

When it was almost lunchtime, Liu Bin went to the hospital cafeteria to get a few servings of food and sent two servings to his mother and his wife downstairs. After going upstairs, he told Qu Sen that Auntie Fan was still asleep. The three of them took a quick bite in the waiting area outside the ICU.

It was almost two o 'clock in the afternoon when Liu Bin's wife called from downstairs and said that her mother-in-law had woken up. When Qu Sen heard this, he quickly went downstairs.

After knowing that her old man's life was saved, Auntie Fan's spirits were much better. When she saw Qu Sen, she complained that he should not have left his work and come over.

Qu Sen lied and said that he was on vacation. Otherwise, how could he have known the news when the army was so remote?

Auntie Fan was not that gullible. She grabbed Qu Sen's hand and complained a little more.

The police communication factory was now considered a rich company. After Liu Yuanchao was hospitalized, in order to let Auntie Fan's family and the people sent by the factory to wait for news have a place to rest, they specially booked two single wards next to each other.

Auntie Fan talked to Qu Sen for a while. When she saw that Qu Sen's face was tired, she quickly asked him to go to the next room and sleep for a while.

Qu Sen was indeed very tired after a long day. When he went to the next room, his head hit the bed and he quickly fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already past eight o 'clock in the evening.

He heard a lot of people talking in the next room, so he quickly got up and went to take a look.

There were indeed a lot of people gathered in the next room. Chief Engineer He and a few middle-level managers in the factory all knew Qu Sen. When they saw him enter the room, they all smiled and said that Qu Sen did indeed bring good luck to the police communication factory. Director Liu had been in a coma for more than three days. A few hours after Qu Sen arrived, Director Liu woke up.

When Qu Sen heard that Liu Yuanchao had woken up, he was very happy. After asking, he found out that Director Liu had woken up at around four o 'clock in the afternoon, but his consciousness was not very clear.

The doctor had already done a preliminary examination, but the specific results were not out yet. He only said that the situation was better than expected.

When the factory found out that Director Liu had woken up, everyone who could come rushed over. However, when they arrived, they found out that Liu Yuanchao's current condition was not stable. He still had to stay in the ICU.

They could only visit him when he came out of the ICU.

Another day had passed. Although Liu Yuanchao had not come out of the ICU, the doctor in charge said that his condition was very good. To be on the safe side, they would observe him for another twelve hours. If there were no problems, he could be transferred to a normal ward.

Although the overall situation was better than expected, in reality, how good could the condition of a patient who had a cerebral hemorrhage and thrombosis be? The motor nerve center of the left side of his body was compressed. His vision and taste were also greatly affected.

However, the doctor said that Liu Yuanchao's foundation was very good. Moreover, he was not very old. If he actively underwent rehabilitation treatment, although he could not fully recover, the chances of him regaining his ability to live independently were not high.

Twelve hours later, everyone finally saw Old Liu in the normal ward. Half of his face was a little crooked, and he could not recognize people.

The people who were concerned about Liu Yuanchao's condition were not only his family members and the people in the police communication factory. Many of his old friends and comrades in the central military region were also paying attention to him.

Before Qu Sen came, many people from the military had already arrived. Some of them were still working. After taking a look, they left in a hurry. Those who were not in a hurry to leave stayed in the military region's guest house and waited for news.

Now that they were out of the ICU, they came to visit.

They were all unfamiliar leaders. Qu Sen did not know them, so he did not go forward. At night, Qu Sen could no longer hide, because Han Zhenjiang, who was travel-worn, had arrived.

Too many people could not enter the ward at once. Han Zhenjiang waited in the corridor for the visitors to come out.

In the end, before the visitors came out, Qu Sen appeared first. Han Zhenjiang asked in surprise, "Kid, why are you here?"

"I took five days off. I have to go back tomorrow night." Qu Sen tried to answer as concisely as possible.

"Aren't you going to have a demonstration meeting on drones soon? Yue Jianjun gave you time off? "Han Zhenjiang frowned and asked again.

"The preparations for the meeting are almost done. It's not a problem for me to leave for a few days," Qu Sen answered.

Han Zhenjiang nodded and said, "Kid, you better put in more effort. Don't be cocky just because you have some achievements. Let me tell you, if the first stage of the demonstration passes, the scope of the experimental equipment will be further expanded in the next stage.

In that case, the military region is preparing to set up an official drone teaching team. Now, the initial plan is to wait until your secondment period is over, and let you take up the responsibility. So, you better accumulate experience now. Don't drop the ball when the time comes! "

"What did the instructor say? They can't let me go back and be a commander without an army and start from scratch, right? "Qu Sen was afraid of a few small kittens, so he quickly asked.

"After this demonstration, if everything goes well, the military region will come forward and contact you. When your secondment period is over, the instructor will be almost done. "

Qu Sen calculated the time. After the demonstration, it would be almost May. His secondment period would be late July or August. Three months was a long time, but there was only enough time to train a batch of instructors.

So, he quickly said, "Time is a bit tight. You have to choose the right people. Everything else is fine, but the instructor's ability to express themselves must be good."

"Write a detailed report for me if you have any specific requirements. I'll help you pass it to the military region."

"Pass it to the military region? Not our division?"

"Our division is not the first batch of experimental equipment units. It's very difficult to be a division. I'll go back and try to fight for it and see if our division can manage it. "

"You can manage it. I'm part of our fifth division. I won't change units if you want me to."

"Bullshit. Since when do you have the final say on where to go? You have no organization and no discipline!" Although Han Zhenjiang was scolding him, he still felt very comfortable when he heard Qu Sen's words. So, his expression was not stern.

"I don't care. I'm staying in our division. If you want to throw me to the military region, it's completely impossible!" Qu Sen's attitude was also very firm.

Qu Sen wasn't trying to flatter the leader. If the Central Military Region's drone teaching team was really directly under the military region, it meant that when Qu Sen went back, his file would most likely be moved to the military region's teaching team.

Although it sounded good to be transferred from the division to the military region, who knew what kind of temperament his boss would have in the future? It was not as comfortable as staying in the division and working under an "acquaintance".

Han Zhenjiang was about to scold Qu Sen again, but when he saw the person who was visiting the patient in the ward come out, he swallowed his words for the time being. The person who came out was a senior colonel who was about the same age as Liu Yuanchao. He simply greeted him and walked into the ward.

From the moment Liu Yuanchao woke up until now, other than the resting time in between, people had not stopped visiting him. The ward could not allow too many people to enter at once. So, Qu Sen had only glanced at Liu Yuanchao on his way out of the ICU.

When he saw Han Zhenjiang enter the ward alone, he followed behind him.

Liu Yuanchao had just slept for more than two hours, so he was still in good spirits. Although his mouth was a little crooked, his eyes were bright. He looked back and forth between Han Zhenjiang and Qu Sen for a long time. The half of his mouth that could still move opened, and saliva flowed out.

Liu Bin, who was taking care of him, quickly took a towel to wipe his mouth. However, Liu Yuanchao, who felt embarrassed, gave him a sidelong glance.

"You're awake. It's good enough that you're still alive. What's there to be picky about?" Han Zhenjiang said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Liu Yuanchao's hearing in his left ear was deteriorating, so he subconsciously moved his neck. After he heard Han Zhenjiang's words with his right ear, he mumbled vaguely, "I'm so hungry that I'm sweating, and I'm even moaning."

While Han Zhenjiang and Liu Bin were both wondering what Old Liu was moaning about, Qu Sen had already laughed.

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