Chapter 203 Red Cross Society
"This ...... Doctor Meng, then we can ask, does that young man have a great hope of healing? ”
For the media, seizing the key interview can have the biggest selling point, and not missing any opportunity to see the stitches, several people quickly asked: "Then for the misdiagnosis, do you want to give an explanation on the hospital?" ”
"yes, is it just a matter of peace with others?"
Although it was just like this, Meng Fan was accustomed to the tricky way of asking questions by these reporters, and looked at Vice President Peng, who nodded at him, Meng Fan nodded knowingly, and continued: "I want to ask, all the reporter friends present, what do you think is the most appropriate?" ”
"This ...... What do we think is appropriate? ”
"That's right, Doctor Meng, don't you have an attitude in your hospital? Is it perfunctory to us? ”
"If the hospital just has this attitude, Doctor Meng, I think even if you have superb medical skills, the patients will not recognize you."
For a while, several reporters such as the front-line media of the Roadside News Agency threw sharp questions, and their tones and attitudes became extremely cold, only Longjiang TV Station, like the on-site commentator, never asked a question, and the on-site reporters just explained on the side, driving the emotions of the audience in front of the TV.
Meng Fan propped up the table with both hands, looked at these people in front of him expressionlessly, couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head helplessly and said: "Over the years, all the reporters and friends present are all insiders, and in conscience, do you think the media is really objective?" You don't have to answer me, you ask yourselves. "A good-looking novel is in the black = rock = you
The words instantly blocked everyone's mouths.
Indeed, the media has always been the steering wheel of public opinion, and they control the topics and directions of public discussion. As far as the time of doctors is concerned, the media in the past was almost always besieging hospital doctors, and no matter who was right or wrong, they would say that those "weak people" who provoked trouble were more pitiful than anyone else.
However, they don't know that the doctor is the victim.
Meng Fan looked at the quiet scene, smiled faintly, and continued: "Today's incident, on behalf of the hospital, I apologize to everyone, as for the misdiagnosis, the hospital will communicate with the young man's family privately and negotiate to solve it."
That's our attitude, but if it's not disclosed to your media, I don't know if everyone will agree? Will it be that after going back, he will deliberately target the hospital with a bad heart? ”
"We are all human beings, doctors and patients have no grievances, no one will think of harming patients, perhaps, some people are careless, causing misdiagnosis, bringing such and such consequences to patients, however, I believe that the doctor is also unintentional.
Of course, you can find him, criticize him in public, make it public in the media, and make it public to the public, and use this as a negative teaching material. However, I want to ask you, this ruined the doctor's life and his family, is this really what you want? ”
The quiet grammar of the scene became terrifying, and the reporters who had been clever and clever in asking questions before were now gradually becoming silent, and only the cameraman was quietly recording the moment with a machine.
The defense meeting, which was originally full of gunpowder, was moved by Meng Fan's sincerity, and he gradually put away his smiling face, took a deep breath, and said: "Up to now, I have already said what you want to know or not, prepared in advance or suddenly on the spot, you have also seen it, I want to ask, whether the defense meeting can be over." ”
In the end, the defense meeting ended more smoothly than expected, and the reporter silently photographed Meng Fan, recording this unique young genius.
Perhaps, today's medical profession needs such a doctor who is full of positive energy, magnanimity, and repays grievances with virtue.
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However, at the same time, in Longjiang City, in front of the gate of the villa community where Chen Hui, the boss of the Brilliant Group, lived, two black cars slowly parked at this time, all Mercedes-Benz 300.
In the first Mercedes-Benz, there sat a foreign man, with short blond hair, a handsome face, and delicate facial features as if they had been carved by God, clean. A pair of deep eyes full of wisdom and charming temperament.
The man was wearing a white T-shirt and white slacks, sitting quietly in the back seat of the car, closing his eyes and resting his mind.
The driver's seat and co-pilot's positions are a man and a woman, and their age is almost the same as that of a man, but their temperament and expression are obviously not at the same level as the man walking behind the car.
The second Mercedes-Benz car was relatively less expected, opened the door and walked out of four bodyguards in black suits, wearing sunglasses, got out of the car, and came to the first Mercedes-Benz car for the first time, pulled the car door casually, and respectfully called: "Young master." ”
The foreign man in the back seat of the car opened his eyes lazily, looked at Chen Hui's villa in front of him casually, and asked with a smile: "This is the residence of the person in charge of the God Armed Huaxia?" It's bad. ”
"Peel, haven't the Chinese people always been so rubbish?" The woman in the passenger seat turned around and took the initiative to stand aside, smiling and answering.
The woman also had blonde hair, which could be regarded as a foreign beauty, but she should be much younger than the man named Peel, but her legs and hands were full of strength.
The male driver who was driving the car also came, turned his face to look at the villa behind him, and said with a smile: "Peel, we have arrived, and the headquarters is waiting for us to reply." ”
"Dies, you're always in such a hurry."
The man in white casual clothes walked out of the car unhurriedly, slowly took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and hung them on the bridge of his nose, waved his hand towards the door of the villa, and several people walked inside one after another.
However, just when a few people had just parked, Chen Hui, who was watching the live broadcast of the hospital in the living room, had already noticed the movement outside, and after ordering to go, the leopard quickly drove out from inside.
"Hey, what do you guys do?" Walking out of the living room, the leopard asked with a cold face.
There are naturally security guards in the villa, and there is no need for the leopard to come to the front at all, and several doorman security guards immediately stretched out their hands to stop Peel and others from entering, twisting their faces and waiting for the leopard's instructions.
"Find Chen Hui."
The driver named Dies, who was standing next to Peel, took out a document from his pocket and threw it to the leopard: "Transfer this document to Chen Hui, I believe he will let us in." ”
Although several men and women are foreigners, they have fluent Chinese accents, and it can be seen that this is not the first time they have come to China.
After taking the document, the leopard looked down suspiciously, and then looked at a few people vigilantly, and then said in disbelief and waited, turned around and went back to the living room.
In the living room, Chen Hui casually opened the document in his hand, however, when his eyes came into contact with the string of English on it, his brows furrowed. Then, when his eyes fell on the final stamp and mark of the document, he stood up from the sofa with a pout: "Where are the people?" ”
The leopards were taken aback, and their consciousness pointed outside: "It's just outside, Mr. Chen, this ...... What's wrong with this? ”
Chen Hui didn't answer him, he hurriedly walked out with the documents in his hands, and when he saw Peel and the others, his eyes showed a look of respect and trepidation, and he was a little excited: "You...... Are you from the Red Cross? ”
"Or else?" Dis sneered and stared at Chen Hui: "We're not, are you?" ”
"No, no, no, I don't mean that, come on, please come in."
It's not that Chen Hui is exaggerating, but the word Red Cross is definitely a terrible existence for them.
The Red Cross Society, the most mysterious research and development institution of Western medicine in Europe and the United States, is an organization that combines killer poisons and conspiracies, controls many Western medicine manufacturing centers around the world, and the distribution of personnel has reached hundreds of countries around the world, which is terrible enough to prove how strong they have reached.
God's armed forces may be a very powerful killer group, but in front of the Red Cross, it seems that there are too many petty people.
Chen Hui's nervousness and respect for Peel is also reasonable, after all, Peel's words can make him leave this world, and God has no complaints on the side, and he does not dare to have any complaints.
"Mr. Chen's life is really enjoyable, isn't it?" Peel held a handkerchief with one hand and covered the corners of his mouth, looked left and right sneeringly, and walked into the living room of the villa with his legs raised.
"Everywhere, it's not all thanks to the care of your association that we can have today." Chen Hui was extremely nervous at this time, and Peel's arrival had already made him a little flattered.
"Okay, Mr. Chen, I won't talk nonsense, now let's get down to business."
Walking into the living room, several people sat on the sofa one after another, and a man and a woman behind Peel also sat down one after another, only the leopard stood alone, Chen Hui wanted to make tea, but Peel refused, shook his head and said: "That's it, Mr. Chen, I don't have your Chinese people's hobby of drinking tea." ”
"Eh, sorry, sorry." Chen Hui hurriedly stopped his movements and looked at a few people with a flattering smile.
Peel held the remote control in his hand and turned on the TV, which happened to be the scene of Meng Fan's press conference held in the hospital, and the crowd was evacuating, but the camera lens was facing Meng Fan's face.
Peel pressed the pause button on the remote control, patted his thigh and said, "Mr. Chen, you should have read this news too, right?" ”
Chen Hui suddenly nodded like pounding garlic: "After looking at it, what?" Is Mr. Peel interested in him too? ”
"I'm very interested in him."
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Peel's mouth, he put the remote control in his hand, leaned back on the sofa slowly, waved his hand and said, "Come, Mr. Chen, I want to hear you introduce him to me, whether it is the same as we know." ”
Chen Hui was a little stunned, he didn't know what Peel was here for, and he didn't know why he was interested in Meng Fan, but there was no way, the order was reached, so he could only wipe the cold sweat and introduce it slowly.
It was nothing more than a trays of everything that had happened since Meng Fan came to Longjiang, and for nearly five minutes or so, Chen Hui looked at a few people tremblingly: "Young Master Peel, just ...... That's all. ”
With a playful smile on his lips, Peel nodded, "Sounds like a legendary kid, but he's holding us back now." ”