I was confused, completely confused.

I've never seen such a big battle.

I was a little overwhelmed for a while. The men surrounded me and went straight to the infirmary.

Jumping over the crowd, I saw Wang Cheng standing anxiously not far away, waving to me frequently.

"Brother Feng, why don't you answer the phone?"

I heard him shouting, and it dawned on me that I regretted not doing it at the beginning.

Wang Cheng called me three times in a row, not to urge me to open the door, but to tell me about the situation outside. If I had answered the call, this would not have been the case.

I don't know who leaked the news, but I know that Yemena will not give up with me.

I promised the Du family that I would not leak the news, but now it is known to everyone.

The lobby was boiling, and those reporters were arguing and arguing, all vying to report on Du Tianheng's medical treatment, and my medical hall was completely regarded as the background of the news.

Looking at everything in front of me, I sighed deeply and steadied my mind.

I didn't stop it, and after almost all those people rushed in, Wang Cheng also came to my side. He tried to help me chase them away, but I stopped him.

I knew that the moment they stormed the infirmary, no remedies would help.

Tomorrow, all major news media, websites and newspapers will have my name Wanjuntang.

I became famous, and things didn't go my way.

I don't know what I did wrong, who leaked the news.

A female reporter came up to me, and behind her, the photographer's wide lens was immediately aimed at the side of my face.

The beautiful female reporter smiled, turned the microphone to me, and said: "Mr. Di, hello, according to information, your medical clinic has only been opened for the second day, and you have admitted Mr. Du Tianheng, who is known as the Holy Hand of Tianxin, may I ask, how did you persuade the Du family to let Mr. Du go out for medical treatment? What is Mr. Du's physical condition? He seems to have fallen into a deep coma, is it possible for him to wake up?"

Watching the female reporter talk like a river, my mind was spinning rapidly.

I know that every question I answer now will have a great impact on the stock price of Tianheng Group tomorrow. If this effect is unavoidable, then I want it to be positive.

Now that the matter has come to this, I have to think about Du Shiyin, who told me to collect other people's money?

I raised my hand and shouted loudly to everyone present: "Everyone, you should have filmed too, now I am here to make a unified reply, I don't know where you heard the news, things are not what everyone sees on the surface, the patient's condition is a little complicated, but it is not difficult to cure, he is not in a coma, just took sleeping pills, and fell asleep, now please go out, no matter who called you here, now is the time to rest, I can tell you to trespass into the house and go out." ”

Those people were slightly stunned, and soon regained their usual coldness, and someone continued to ask: "Mr. Di, your answer is vague, we are very dissatisfied, what kind of disease is Mr. Du suffering from, does he really have any hope of waking up?"

Looking at the reporter with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks and the tricky questions, I really felt the urge to jump up and beat him up. But I know I can't mess around.

If I drive them out now, it will definitely give them more excuses to write about Du Tianheng's illness even more outrageous.

Those speculations that have no lower limit will inevitably cause turmoil in the stock market, and all this responsibility will eventually fall on my head.

Because I insisted on going my own way, I wanted to take Du Tianheng to the hospital for treatment, and now the news is leaking, it must be me who bears the brunt.

After all, the Du family themselves will not say it, and only I know the rest.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and wondered in my heart whose trick it was.

Is this poisonous plan aimed at me, or at the Du family?