I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Before, Mo Shiyan was frightened by Ming Nuan's sudden 'illness'.

There is no time to deal with these things.

Now looking at those netizens who have absolutely no opinions of their own and just follow what everyone else says, I almost laugh out loud.

"Mr. Mo."

That's when.

Dr. Zhong Zheng came out.

He held his mobile phone with a determined look on his face, "Can you leave the hospital matters and the children's matters to me?"

"Including the questions that everyone has raised, I will answer them all."

Although this will focus everyone's attention on him.

But Dr. Zhong Zheng wanted to do just that.

This incident was originally caused by his poor reputation.

Mr. Ming shouldn't be brought up and abused like this.

She did so much for the children.

Although there are donations online.

But the money and manpower spent investigating the illness of children cannot be achieved with just a small amount of donations.

Moreover, Mingnuan paid for the children's medical expenses alone.

"It would be better if I did it."

Afraid that Mo Shiyan would disagree, Zhong Zheng strongly recommended himself, "If I handle it, then President Ming can stand behind me."

"Otherwise they'll say you're a gag and say all the nasty things out there."

obviously.

In recent years, Dr. Zhong Zheng has not completely stopped reading things on the Internet.

Times have changed.

This is an era where public opinion can easily harvest human lives.

The power of words and words is infinitely amplified, and the person holding the knife is completely unaware that he can hurt others with the knife.

Mo Shiyan looked at him, nodded, expressionless, "Okay."

Of course it would be best for him to come forward.

This is also his ideal solution.

He doesn't care about Zhong Zheng, but who makes Zhong Zheng belong to Ming Nuan now?

"I'll ask people from Mo's side to support you."

"If you have any requests, please contact my assistant."

Zhong Zheng did not choose to waste time with those reporters this time.

He sat in front of the ward.

Looking at the person calling over from the Mo family, he said, "Let's start the live broadcast."

He wanted to draw those people's attention to himself.

He felt it too.

Now these public opinions are not directed at him, only at Ming Nuan.

Maybe it's because this old man has no use value anymore?

Or do the people who slandered him think that he has lost his fighting spirit?

As long as Ming Nuan is defeated, Hong Kou will be finished?

Then he must not be able to let them get what they want.

As soon as the live broadcast started, the number of people started to increase dramatically.

Those who had nowhere to vent their anger found this outlet and began to curse as soon as they came in.

There is no need for Lin Mo and Lin Qiu to buy navy troops.

Lin Qiu couldn't help laughing heartily as he watched those people scolding them in the live broadcast room.

[Let Mingnuan get out! 】

[Can’t you, a quack, just die? 】

[One life is worth another. You, the doctor, will have your retribution, and your whole family will die badly. 】

[Mingnuan is hiding again, right? This sister can really pretend. 】

Lin Qiu didn't dare to laugh too loudly for fear of being seen by Lin Mo.

But my heart is already happy.

Fu Chuan was also in the same mood as her.

If you are not living a satisfactory life, you want everyone around you to be unhappy.

Especially Ming Nuan.

How dare a woman who was about to be dragged into the abyss by him, skinned and sucked out of blood, dare to shine again?

He absolutely cannot tolerate this.

There are too many people in the live broadcast room.

It even got stuck several times.

The situation in the live broadcast room finally stabilized a bit.

Dr. Zhong Zheng, who was as stiff as a statue, finally spoke: "You are saying that the children are dead without any basis. Do you have any evidence?"

The insulting comments suddenly became more cheerful.

[The news has already been released, and I still want to deny it! 】

[A tough-talking old guy! 】

Dr. Zhong Zheng ignored these vicious curses and said calmly: "News? Do you know what news is? Is it recognized by the country?"

"What unscrupulous media and marketing accounts say is not news."

"Use your brains."

"The reason why people need to have a brain is to give themselves the ability to think independently, not to follow what others say."

Lin Qiu looked at Zhong Zheng's uncharacteristically tough look in disbelief.

"Is he crazy?"

"It's okay to start a live broadcast at this time, but why are you here to criticize people?"

"I wonder if those people on the Internet are only allowed to scold others, but the person being scolded is not allowed to reply back?" Lin Qiu had an expectant smile on his face, "He will definitely be criticized."

Yes.

Abusive.

reported.

Suddenly it became more.

Those words also became more vicious.

He even cursed Dr. Zhong Zheng and his whole family to die a good death.

But this is what Zhong Zheng wants.

He didn't want their eyes to focus on Ming Nuan.

To gather and to Him we must gather.

"You seem a little unconvinced?"

Zhong Zheng stood up directly.

"You said we killed the child?"

"Then you should use your own eyes to see clearly how the children are doing."

Soon, the camera started moving.

Aimed at the children on the hospital bed.

Several children who had vomited blood in the live broadcast room were the first to give them the camera.

Their breathing was long and their complexions improved a lot.

He is wearing a ventilator, but it can be seen that all indicators are still normal.

The heart is also beating vigorously.

The abusive comments stuck.

And that side of the screen.

Lin Mo, who had always been watching with cold eyes, suddenly sat up from the sofa.

Lin Qiu, who was next to him, had already stood up and shouted at Lin Mo in disbelief: "What's wrong with you!"

She even forgot about being afraid.

"Didn't you say those children must be dead?"

"Why are these little bitches still alive! Why don't they die!"

What she wants is an absolute blow.

It's because Ming Nuan has no chance of turning around.

This can only be done if these little bitches no one wants are dead!

Isn't this a failure?

Ming Nuan bit her fingernails, stared at the live broadcast room, and said vaguely: "How is this possible?"

"Did you not take the right medicine before?"

Her face was full of anger, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "Lin Mo! What do you think we should do now!"

Lin Mo kicked over the table next to him.

"Stop yelling at me."

The glass on the table fell to the ground with a loud sound, which temporarily restored Lin Qiu's consciousness.

Lin Mo's eyes were dark and terrifying.

"Even if those children are alive now, they are just barely alive."

"He will die soon."

"There's nothing wrong with the medicine I gave you!"

"That doctor is just dying!"

"Do you think I am you? Can't even handle this little thing?"

Lin Qiu slowly became quiet amidst his questions.

Zhong Zheng in the live broadcast room had already sneered.

"See it now?"

"We are already tracing the source of the children's problems."

"I hope you can clear your mind from now on."

"Doing what others say will make you appear smart? No." His face was full of repression and forbearance, as if he wanted to let out the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for so many years.

"It just makes you look like an ignorant yes-man!"