gentleman? Pure hypocrite, what a villain! It's not enough to eat steamed buns with human blood during live broadcasts of surgeries, and it's not enough to use the Nobel Prize as a ladder to advance. He actually blended the two into one to use as a shield.
Despicable and terrifying!
It is estimated that Tang Xiu was the media he found. There will definitely be relevant reports in the future - Dr. Zheng could not leave his busy work during the Nobel Prize evaluation process, and devoted himself to treating diseases and saving people... Use a description full of positive energy to dilute the fact that he did not win the Nobel Prize. regret.
Wei Feng didn't even have to think about press releases like this, the finished draft appeared naturally in his mind.
These are all little tricks! Wei Feng thought in his mind.
When Ringer saw a group of foreigners entering the interventional department with equipment, he hurriedly greeted them, kept smiling, and asked: "Everyone, everyone, the media who are interviewing..."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.
William said coldly in American English with an accent: "Mr. Saburo Oshima, the physics prize winner, has received the call."
"The literature prize winner also received a call. My God, what am I doing here! It's a waste of time!" The more he spoke, the more irritable he became, and the more he spoke, the more angry and disdainful he became.
Zheng Ren raised his head, his movements a little slow. He glanced at the media outside and felt helpless.
"This is a hospital. If you had even a little bit of education, you wouldn't yell here." Su Yun said coldly, using American English, but without William's strong rural accent.
Being pushed back by Su Yun, William was even more angry.
Who are you? The uncrowned king! The mouthpieces that control public opinion, they dare to say that they are uneducated!
Smiling angrily, William said: "Do you need me to teach you what true education is?"
His tone has calmed down, and his eyes have infinite fighting spirit.
Ling Ge felt helpless, as the conflict he was most worried about happened. He took advantage of the fact that the matter was just brewing and quickly stood between William and Su Yun.
With the lawsuit on his forehead, Linge frowned.
Before he could speak, Su Yun's voice speaking in fluent American English came from behind.
"Go away." Su Yun said contemptuously: "I don't have time to talk to you. If you don't leave and still want to cause trouble here, there will be security guards and police to talk to you about further matters."
This sentence carries a bit of threat, but this level of threat has absolutely no effect on William. He said coldly: "I feel that I have been insulted and treated unfairly. Someone interfered with normal interviews and tried to undermine press freedom."
Wei Feng immediately wrote down William's words.
"Don't ask, don't ask. If you have something to say, please say it." All Ringer's efforts were in vain and had no effect at all. No one listened to what he said at all. He was ignored by William and Su Yun like air.
"Boss, they are so noisy." Su Yun blew, his black hair fluttering gently on his forehead. He didn't seem worried about anything, and he still had a very rich and sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Surgery can be done. I will remove the filter and then we will dissociate the infected segment. Just be careful. If you don't do it, I'm afraid the patient won't be able to survive tomorrow." Zheng Ren seemed to have not heard the quarrel between Su Yun and William, looking at him with Attention is always focused on the patient's condition, with the final word being the final word.
Wei Feng looked at Zheng Ren, Su Yun and others proudly. He was very satisfied with the big label of interfering with press freedom.
"You're really good at pretending." He smiled and said, "The Nobel Prize jury has started to call the Nobel Prize winners one after another. Didn't you all know about it..."
Before Wei Feng could finish speaking, Su Yun raised his head coldly and said, "Boss, if they don't win the Nobel Prize, I want to beat them up."
"It's meaningless." Zheng Ren said: "Call Lao Zhao and prepare for the operation. I told Yiren that you inform Lao He and hurry up. Once the growth falls off, there will be more troubles."
Su Yunhuo stood up. Originally, the boss did not receive the call, and even Dr. Mehar kept quiet.
The most annoying thing is that Fu Gui'er didn't answer the phone! It seems that the chance of winning the Nobel Prize this year is really very small. Is there any change on that side
I was irritated in my heart, and there were two guys, William and Wei Feng, who were constantly making cheap provocations. Su Yun was furious, scolding Old Luo Che secretly, and rushed out like a rhinoceros running wild on the African grasslands.
Stepping aside from Ringer, Su Yun turned slightly to one side and hit Wei Feng's left chest with his left shoulder.
There was a muffled bang, and Wei Feng was hit and staggered. The force was huge in an instant, his respiratory tract spasmed, and a suffocating sense of dying enveloped Wei Feng.
He continued to rush forward, but because Wei Feng blocked him, Su Yun was slightly slower and only hit William's shoulder.
There was another bang, nothing happened to Su Yun, and William's face turned pale in pain.
"I'm sorry, emergency rescue, I accidentally bumped into you." Su Yun sneered and walked forward without looking back.
"Bastard!" William said angrily: "Wait to receive my lawyer's letter, I must make you kneel in front of me and cry! I must make you regret what you did today!"
Zheng Ren frowned, he barely recognized Wei Feng, but he didn't know who William was yet. Although it's not impossible to deal with it, these two people are really annoying.
Lin Ge's claws suddenly became numb... In this kind of thing, he would definitely step forward to protect Su Yun. But when it comes to major foreign newspapers such as the Financial Times, it seems things are getting worse.
Su Yun is still too young and too impulsive. Ringer's head turned into two giants. Even if he couldn't win the Nobel Prize, he still got into such big trouble.
how should I do it? If we really want to deal with the Ministry, I'm afraid Dean Yan will have to come forward.
"Brother Yun." A jerky voice came in from the corridor. He was speaking Chinese, and it seemed that he had just learned it recently, so his pronunciation was not very standard.
"I don't have time to tell you. By the way, William behind me said he wanted to sue me, so I knelt down in front of him and admitted my mistake." Su Yun's voice gradually disappeared in the corridor.
Zheng Ren was very helpless, it was such a mess today. Not to mention the Nobel Prize and other issues, the most troublesome thing is that reporters swarmed in and seriously interfered with emergency care.
What was even more helpless was that he heard a little bit of Northeastern accent in Maryse's jerky Chinese, even though he had repeatedly stated that he was not allowed to teach Maryse Northeastern dialect. Fu Gui'er chatted in Northeastern dialect in his ears every day. Although he was friendly, he was not serious.
But it seems that the Northeastern dialect has a strange magic power. It was very difficult for the witch Mary to learn Mandarin, but no one taught her the Northeastern dialect, but it was immediately catchy.
William standing at the door turned into a sculpture. He stared blankly at the corridor, as if he saw the devil crawling out of hell, and it was the end of the world.