The two girls took the medicine and politely said goodbye to Yu Cailan. At this time, Reporter Hong also walked out of the observation room, as if nothing happened, he saw that Yuan Baokun was free at this time, so he stayed and asked Yuan Baokun to give him a few stitches.

He needed to leave the needles for about half an hour, so he sat down in a chair and felt the feeling after the needles.

While he was waiting to pull out the needle, someone from Lukang Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital picked up the old man, and his family also found another car to follow. Those people didn't specifically say anything to Reporter Hong, so it was impossible for Yu Cailan to know what Reporter Hong had discussed with them just now.

After the needle was pulled, the young man got dressed, hung up his favorite camera, and left the clinic to ride the singing broken bicycle back to the dormitory.

He shared a room with a colleague, both of whom were bachelors, and if they wanted to share a room, they had to get married.

In the middle of the night, his roommate woke up sleepy-eyed and had to go to the bathroom to empty the contents of his bladder. Seeing that the lamp on the table next to Reporter Hong's bed was still on, he was very sleepy and muttered in his heart: What is this kid doing?

But he was so sleepy that he just wanted to continue sleeping after coming back from the toilet, his eyelids were fighting, and he didn't have the energy to ask Reporter Hong.

At three o'clock in the morning, reporter Hong re-transcribed the press release that had been revised several times, and then put down the pen. After screwing the cap of the pen, he read the manuscript again, and when he was satisfied, he put the paper in his bag, and let him tear the drafts to pieces and throw them in the trash.

Seeing that it was not early, he quickly took off his clothes and went to bed, and if he didn't sleep again, he would be sleepy tomorrow.

Early the next morning, his roommate got up, raked his messy hair, and sat in a daze for a while before he came to his senses.

But when he looked to the other side, the bed was empty. "What are you doing with this kid, leaving so early?"

Just after lunch at noon, reporter Hong had to go back to the office with a cleaned lunch box, because a large meeting was going to be held in Lukang recently, and their newspaper was also mobilized. So he walked down the hallway, and he met people greeting him from time to time along the way.

"Hey, Lao Hong, where are you here? I've been looking for you for a while, let's go, the editor-in-chief will let you go to his office as soon as possible." I said, Lao Hong, do you have a good thing? If you have a good thing, remember to treat yourself. ”

"It's a good thing to fart, it's okay to dream. "Reporter Hong is a little worried, can't it be that his manuscript was killed by the editor-in-chief?

"Please come in" Hearing the voice of the editor-in-chief in the room, Reporter Hong, who had just knocked on the door, walked in cautiously. "Editor-in-chief, are you looking for me?" the young man smiled and rubbed his hands, walked in and gently closed the door.

"Well, Xiao Hong, you sit. At a glance, reporter Hong saw that the press release written by the editor-in-chief was on the desktop of the editor-in-chief, and several places on it were marked with a red pen, and some places were still written. He just glanced at it from a distance, and couldn't see what was written.

When he sat down, he thought that reading the director's meaning should not kill this manuscript, otherwise he would not have written and painted on it. Could it be that there is something on the top of the manuscript that he is not satisfied with and needs to be revised?

The editor-in-chief rubbed the stubble on his chin with the fingers of his right hand, then leaned back in the chair and looked at Reporter Hong for a while, with an unclear attitude.

Reporter Hong thought to himself: You old birds need to put pressure on us, keep our distance, and make it easy to manage. I love to use this set to deal with us young people, so that young people can obediently listen to the command, hehe, this set, brother understands. But what if you see it? In the end, you have to follow the idea of others.

He complained in his head, but his face showed a modest and cautious look like he was waiting for the leader's advice at any time.

When the editor-in-chief finally spoke, he leaned forward, picked up the press release, and called Reporter Hong over: "Xiao Hong, come and take a look, can you guarantee that your manuscript, the cases written on it, and the photos are true and not exaggerated? ”

Reporter Hong immediately said: "Editor-in-chief, don't worry, I can guarantee that this matter is true, and there is no exaggeration." ”

The editor-in-chief had also heard about the Qiutong Clinic, and reporter Hong usually did things quite successfully, since he had promised so, the editor-in-chief put down the matter, pointed to a few places underlined on the manuscript, and began to communicate with reporter Hong.

"The tone of your manuscript is still okay, but the depth is not enough, so you need to raise the tone a little higher. Reporter Hong listened and scratched his hair, okay, if he was the editor-in-chief, sitting in that seat, he should do the same.

"There is also this paragraph, which should be deleted. The editor-in-chief pointed to the paragraph describing the beginning and end of the smashing of the Qiutong Clinic, "If this paragraph is sent out, it is very likely to cause a storm in public opinion, and there will be anything to say when the time comes. I think you can just report on their treatment and saving people. ”

Speaking of this, the editor-in-chief suddenly changed his tone and asked Reporter Hong curiously: "Xiao Hong, I think you seem to be trying to help her? You can't fall in love with this female doctor, right?"

Reporter Hong believes that if he has tea in his mouth at this time, he will definitely spray it on the editor-in-chief's face. He said with a wry smile: "I wrote this manuscript with selfish intentions, just to find a bigger news, and I also have the idea of helping her." But the doctor just got married, and her husband is a Lukang Base University ~ school. Editor-in-chief, I don't dare to lend me a gut. ”

Why is the imagination so strong? Reporter Hong muttered secretly.

The editor-in-chief listened to it and snorted, and the matter was over. Reporter Hong originally thought that he had finished his opinion on the manuscript. But I didn't expect the editor-in-chief to say again: "You can write a few more sentences about this sentence, which may be of some use to the sales of the first batch of commercial housing in our city." ”

Reporter Hong couldn't have imagined that a press release covering a clinic could also boost the sales of commercial housing. You must know that at this time, commercial housing has just emerged, and the people still maintain a wait-and-see attitude towards this new thing. It is not easy for them to take out their savings for many years to buy a house, and they are used to being thrifty.

"A patient's family member smiled and said, "It would be nice if I could live near the clinic, and I would save so much worry if I came here when I was sick!" Then he told reporter Hong: "You polish and expand this paragraph a little to make a deeper impression on the people who read the newspaper." ”

Reporter Hong could only agree, and the opinions of the editor-in-chief were not difficult for him, and they could be corrected in minutes. If he wanted to send out the manuscript, he could only take it back and revise it.

The revised manuscript was sent to the editor-in-chief's office an hour later, and the editor-in-chief immediately approved it and asked his staff to add the news to the next day's paper. The conference is imminent, and he wants to dig up more excellent people and good deeds that happened in Lukang. Reporter Hong's article is very much to his liking.