and share this life with affection

The fat man saw that they were all standing still, with their mouths wide open, looking towards the direction of the consultation room.

Fearing that things might change, he pushed aside the crowd and said, "You dawdling—"

The fat man also paused.

The thin man was puzzled and called out, "Fatty, what's wrong?"

Only then did the fat man come back to his senses, he frowned and yelled at the people in the consultation room, "Who told you to come in? What's the matter with you media, like flies, buzzing around all day doing things endlessly, right? Bar!"

With a roar.

Everyone understands.

Here comes the media.

It's just such a trivial matter, how could the media arrive in such a timely manner.

The thin man was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "Damn it! The dog bit Lu Dongbin!"

Everyone was discussing things just now, who would have noticed that Wang Meizhen, who was still on the verge of death, would do something like this!

Everyone walked over, and the reporters in the consultation room gathered together. The flashlight followed Bian Zhi into the room, and there was a "clicking" sound, which made people anxious.

"Principal Bian, is the patient on the stretcher the one you said in the hospital the day before that the patient's condition worsened due to a wrong diagnosis?"

Bian Zhi gave the skinny man a look, telling him to carry the fat man behind him to comfort him, don't be impulsive.

Then he calmly faced the camera.

"I have never treated this patient before, and besides—"

Bian Zhi's gaze met Wang Meizhen's gaze, who was lifted up on the stretcher, "Didn't the patient mentioned in your previous news broadcast be called Liu Chunhua? The patient in front of you seems to be called Wang Meizhen, right?"

The reporter, who had been beaten repeatedly by Bianzhi before, originally hoped that this time he could feel proud.

Asked by Bian Zhi, she was stunned: "..."

One of the reporters stared down at the person on the stretcher, angrily said, "Hey, what's your name, Wang Meizhen or Liu Chunhua, you want to kill us, right?"

Wang Meizhen closed her eyes, unexpectedly she was able to support herself now, her complexion was sallow and she looked as if she was dying of terminal illness.

She understood too well that the one in front of her was her life-saving straw, and she must grasp it.

Even if she can't catch her, as long as she stays here and ruins the reputation of Bian's Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, then someone will give her daughter a sum of money when she dies in the future, and she will not suffer anyway.

"Bianzhi," Wang Meizhen stared straight at Bianzhi, with greedy eyes like a wolf, "whether I am Wang Meizhen or Liu Chunhua, I am really taking the prescription you prescribed, and you have nothing to do with it. Rebuttal."

The fat man was in a hurry, and wanted to swear, but restrained himself, "What are you talking about! You stole someone else's prescription, and you still have reason?!"

"I didn't steal it," Wang Meizhen raised her skinny wrist, "I'm already like this, how could I sneak into the Chinese medicine hospital to steal your prescription? Bianzhi gave me this medicine, and she told me, I took it according to Liu Chunhua's prescription, I listened to her words, and I have a good body, and now you have to be responsible for this situation!"

When everyone in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine heard it, they became angry on the spot!

This is talking nonsense with your eyes open!

He even said that!

Short, tall, fat and thin can't bear it directly.

He was stopped by Yuan Li, "Don't move, she did it on purpose. You have a criminal record, once you go out, you will dig out other people's flesh and everything. You are not afraid, but when you turn around, the firepower will still be concentrated on your dean. Worry, wait and see, your dean is not vegetarian."

The tall, short, fat and thin people became fierce and fierce, standing behind Bian Zhi, staring straight at Wang Meizhen, as if if she dared to say another word of nonsense, they would turn into hungry wolves and rush over to tear her apart.

"Where's the evidence?" Bian Zhi looked around with menacing eyes, her smile was extremely light, she didn't meet Wang Meizhen, but looked at the reporters present, "Are you all educated?"

"Is it okay to say what you say when you are terminally ill and unconscious?"

"A few days ago, our medical bill was stolen, and we have filed a record with the police. I have never applied a patient's prescription to another person. If you have evidence, you can come and expose me, but if there is no evidence—— "

Bian Zhi dragged his tone, and his smile was cold and cold, "Our traditional Chinese medicine hospital is not a place where you come and go whenever you want, right?"

"A while ago, did you come over?"

"My dad said at the time that I was kind and shouldn't let it go lightly. It seems that this time is an opportunity. Otherwise, the media reporters would treat our traditional Chinese medicine hospital as their own kitchen, and they would come and go without any scruples."

The reporters' knees softened and they almost knelt on the spot.

Bian Zhi didn't bother to pay attention, turned to Wang Gang and said, "Director Wang, please carry it away."

Wang Gang stared blankly at Bian Zhi.

It's no wonder that Miss Lin is so domineering in front of so many well-known media reporters.

They didn't want to go there, but under Bian Zhi's menacing eyes, they could only move forward slowly, hoping that things would change within a minute or a minute.

"I'm a patient!" Wang Meizhen opened her eyes wide and silently, "I won't go, let me tell you, even if I die today, I will die in your Chinese medicine hospital!"

She didn't believe it anymore, how could Bian Zhi seriously ignore her?

So many friends in the group said that she has a good heart, looks cold but soft-hearted, and waived medical expenses for many patients who looked down on the disease.

She didn't believe it, if something really happened to her right under her nose, would she ignore it?

In the past month or so, she has seen it clearly.

It is useless to take the prescriptions that were stolen. Since Bian Zhi can cure those patients well, then she must be able to cure her too!

Wang Gang and the others walked up to Wang Meizhen, grabbed it with empty hands, and were pushed by Wang Meizhen, and they just retreated.

Short, tall, fat and thin, he couldn't see it, so he rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

Before she could move, Wang Meizhen started to hold her chest, screaming, "Oh, oh, oh, oh."

"Let me tell you, if you dare to carry me out today, I will drag my body back and die at the gate of your hospital!"

Wang Meizhen looked at Wang Gang and the others viciously, "Go away! My mother told you to give me acupuncture, which made me palpitate, faint and almost died on the spot. If you don't go away, I will tell my bastard husband and son to settle accounts with you! Go away! !"

Wang Meizhen protruded her eyes fiercely, and when she spoke, her breath was heavy as if she was saying the last sentence.

Wang Gang was really scared, and really wanted to slip away.

Hearing this, he immediately oiled the soles of his feet, bowed several times to Bian Zhi at the door, and ran away without looking back.

The scene was quiet for a while.

Only Wang Meizhen's heavy breathing was left, followed by wild laughter echoing in the consultation room.

"Dean Bian..." One of the dull-looking reporters pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said softly to Bian Zhi: "Everyone has a heart of compassion. Look, the people from the acupuncture center have left now. This Wang Meizhen Her condition doesn't look very good, or the Chinese Medicine Hospital took her in?"

The enthusiastic reporter on the other side nodded hastily, "Yes, if this is sent out, it might really die at the door, it's a life anyway."

"..."

After a few words, the reporters spoke up one after another, while Wang Meizhen leaned on her elbow, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Bian Zhi provocatively.