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Said it was a press conference.

But it was different from previous press conferences.

The meeting is scheduled for six in the morning and will last two hours.

The venue was arranged in the open space in front of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital building. The venue was very large and there were a lot of people coming, including not only the media reporters, but also the waiting patients who were going to see the doctor that day.

Bian Zhi has not opened a clinic for a while, and the patients are all waiting. Therefore, when the reporter came with the equipment, the front row seat was already occupied by a bunch of patients.

"I said, brother, can we give way? We are reporters covering the interview. If you are just listening in, there is no need to sit in such a front seat. Can you make room for me? Do you think so?"

As soon as the reporter finished speaking, dozens of patients turned their heads in unison.

The elder brother opened his mouth and asked, "Which media company are you from?"

The reporter smiled and held up his work sign: "For Reuters."

Hearing this, the eldest brother smiled coldly, and then said "Bah!" "Reuter's! You have the nerve to talk about your Reuters'! I think your family is the best at talking nonsense! What does it mean to be a doctor in vain! What? It’s called concealing facts! Do you know what facts are?! You just talk nonsense!”

The reporter was confused, "Hey, what are you talking about? What you reported on us is nonsense."

"I'm talking about you! Reporters like you who just open your mouth and lead the public without any investigation!" One of the uncles stood up and said in a loud voice, "I tell you, we are here to be guarded by Dean Bian. If you dare to talk nonsense again today, Dean Bian will be soft-hearted, but we are different! Let you come in with your life and get out with your life!"

"Hey - cao! You old man, who are you arguing with?" There were so many people present. The reporter lost face and got angry. Just as he was about to stride up to the old man to argue, someone walked by. When he got there, he grabbed the reporter's collar and said, "What? Who are you talking to? Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? I'm talking to you!"

The reporter shook his face and was about to curse, but when he saw who was coming, he was stunned.

"Department, Minister...you, why are you here?!"

"Tell me why! The old man you just mentioned is my old man. Come on, tell me, who are you going against!"

The reporter immediately got scared, shrunk his neck, and retreated back to the group of reporters with a sneer on his face.

"Hey, are you unlucky? I just told you that this place is different from other places. You didn't believe it. It's better now. Isn't it embarrassing?" the cameraman said slowly.

The reporter was unconvinced and lowered his voice, "I did it for the good of our company. Besides, what's the difference? He's just a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Let me tell you, it's not all about procrastination."

The cameraman smiled and said, "Not really."

The reporter looked at the camera in surprise.

The camera pointed at an old man in the crowd, "No, my father-in-law, do you know why I am wearing a mask today? Yesterday, my family learned that the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was holding a press conference today, so the old man asked my wife if she was in charge of Reuters today. Shooting, I quickly said no, the old man looks better. Let me tell you, be careful when you ask questions later. I know you want to get a position by relying on the news, but this Bian Zhiba has a patient. Duo, she has an excellent reputation. Who can live a lifetime without getting sick? The old man and the old lady in her hands are of high status. They can scare you to death if they say it. So, let’s not cause trouble. See you soon. Just accept it.”

While talking, the time has come.

Bian Zhi comes on stage.

The reporter looked at the thin little girl sitting on the stage with an unconvinced expression.

Why, the profession of a journalist cannot be more noble than that of a Chinese medicine practitioner!

Humph, he just didn’t believe it!

Bian Zhi sat down and looked at the time. It seemed that she had not specially prepared a host, and the entire reception process was very concise.

"I'm a doctor, so I don't do anything like the entertainment industry. I'm calling you here. It's mainly to make a statement and it won't take up too much of your time, because after this reception, I still have to continue to see patients. There have been a lot of rumors about the child recently. Originally, I thought that the child’s family should be informed of the child’s condition.

However, the child's family members disappeared directly after abandoning the child. So I am currently using this reception to inform the other family members that this child is being actively treated. I feel that it does not matter whether we doctors also need to work hard. , also needs the care and companionship of the family members. Once again, I call on the child’s family members to show up as soon as possible. If the family members continue to fail to show up, the police will sue the relevant personnel for abandonment. I believe that this outcome is not what everyone wants to see. Yes. "

The Reuters reporter raised his hand at this moment, "Can you reveal the child's current condition?"

Bian Zhi: "Under treatment."

Reuters reporter, "Is it convenient for us to see the child? After all, the child is still young. No one knows whether the child has received effective treatment. This requires the attention of the public."

Bian Zhi smiled and didn't understand where the reporter's hostility came from early in the morning, but she was not polite and asked: "Are you a doctor? How do you judge whether the child is effectively treated? Do you just rely on your eyes?" Are your eyes more powerful than hospital equipment?”

This question left the reporter confused.

"Please leave professional matters to professionals." After Bian Zhi finished speaking, the patients applauded.

The Reuters camera on the side tugged at the hem of the reporter's clothes and said, "I'm going. Stop talking. My father-in-law has found me. You are deliberately leading questions. I will die when you go back. You didn't see these patients being so caring." Take Bian Zhi, people are national treasures in the eyes of patients, you are almost done."

In fact, everyone sees this matter very clearly.

Someone left the child in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital with ulterior motives and wanted to be treated for free. This week has passed, and the traditional Chinese medicine hospital is still taking care of the child. I heard that 10,000+ medical expenses were paid in advance, which is enough.

But some people think that as a doctor, treating illnesses and saving lives is what you should do.

That’s what this idiot reporter thinks.

He pulled his clothes out of the hands of the camera, and no one asked. When he came to ask, he showed a heroic spirit, "Since you are a professional, I would like to ask when the child's illness will be cured." good."

Bian Zhi: "The control of the disease needs to be based on the development of the disease. Even if I am a doctor, I can only guarantee full treatment. I cannot guarantee that the patient will be cured within a certain period of time. After all, this child's condition is indeed very complicated and is still under control." "In addition, I remind this reporter," Bian Zhi was not afraid at all, "the patient's condition is private. Although the patient is just a child, what I want to tell you now is that you have violated the child's privacy."

After saying this, the reporter clearly saw the minister in front and the minister's father turning their heads to look at him, with displeasure in their eyes.