Are women the opponents of men? The answer is no.

Since ancient times, women have taken the three obedience and four virtues as the outline, and the husband and children as their own responsibility.

Even in the feminist society of the past, women actually played the role of the weak. The reason why men don't resist is because these are pure men who know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

This is not contempt and discrimination against women, but the truth. Women are born with defects, and they are destined to not dominate the world for a long time - of course, this so-called defect is not physical, but psychological.

For example, this thing of the Great Aunt, think about it, this thing comes once a month, and it hurts no worse than a man's egg, and if a group of women are allowed to fight, this short week is enough to destroy the country.

Yan Murong has always felt that he is a good man in the new century who respects the old and loves the young and considerate women, but some people are not worthy of your consideration. So, Yan Murong was annoyed by this unreasonable woman, so she slapped her, hoping to wake her up.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with those righteous and stern words, but it would be a big problem in other people's ears.

Holy, what is this guy's face made of? It's so thick.

You let a big beautiful girl collapse in front of so many people, what can people do if they catch you twice? Now it's okay, I can't talk about it, I can't beat it, I'm afraid that the children will point to her when they see it on the street in the future. "Mom, Mom, look, this is the sister who is still peeing on the street when she is on fire." -- How does this make people live?

But then again, it's not anyone's fault.

Yes, you're a woman, it's wrong for him to hit you, but the problem is, your problem is indeed a little too much.

Yao Yao was also stunned by this slap, standing in place with a dull gaze, it seemed that she had suffered a big blow.

Yan Murong didn't have any thoughts of pity for the jade, this woman's anger came inexplicably, and she came up to ask herself so many questions that made people want to beat people when they heard it.

"I don't mind if you hit me, scold me, or spit on me." Yan Murong didn't care about her, looked at the reporters and said loudly. "But I don't allow you to insult my family and slander Chinese medicine – I'm going to leave Hua here today. It doesn't matter if you don't believe in Chinese medicine, one day, you will find out how valuable the things left by your ancestors are. Support, I repay it with virtue. Slander, I repay it with resentment. ”

Yan Murong's words were extremely rampant, although he dragged two sentences, everyone understood it. This guy is threatening, he said, you don't believe me, it doesn't matter if you don't believe in Chinese medicine, I will use time to prove it to you. Believe in me, support me, and I'm grateful to Dade. Whoever slanders me or Chinese medicine, I will beat him.

However, the threat sounded unusually comforting.

Yes, they were moved by Yan Murong's stubbornness.

This is an era of loss of faith, human affection is just a piece of paper, some people, for the sake of interests, not to mention faith, parents can be sold, like this kind of people who still have faith, and still protect their faith with everything, is not worthy of their respect and touch?

"I said, almost, huh?" Ning Kun walked up, pulled Yan Murong's sleeve and said softly. Although Yan Murong is now in the upper hand and people support him, this guy's heart of pity and pity for jade is in turmoil, and he can't bear to look at Yao Yao's pitiful appearance.

Since the profession of journalists, they have been beaten many times, you have beaten and scolded, and you have made people pee their pants on the street, almost enough.

"Almost." Yan Murong nodded, he had already delayed a lot of time, and he didn't want to talk to this woman anymore, looked at Yao Yao who was sluggish, and said. "You go, no matter what you think of me, I don't want to know now, it's just that when I talk in the future, I have my brain, some things can be said, and some things can be said after I have thought about them. I respect the freedom of the press, but don't make others uncomfortable if you are free. ”

"Sister Yao Yao, let's go." The cameraman saw that Yan Murong was relieved, and saw that Yao Yao was still standing there in a daze, so he hurriedly walked over and gently touched her arm, but the blow to this woman was not small, she still stood in place, did not speak, did not move, and her eyes were still a little scary.

"Hey, I'm still a good person after all." Yan Murong looked up to the sky and sighed, walked to Yao Yao's side, pinched a silver needle in his hand, and gently pricked it on the acupuncture point behind her neck, and then, Yao Yao, who was still poking there straight just now, closed his eyes and fell backwards.

"Sister Yao Yao, what's wrong with you?" The cameraman was shocked, caught Yao Yao who had fallen, looked at Yan Murong and asked. "Y-what did you do to her?"

"Didn't do anything." Yan Murong said. "Give her a needle, let her sleep, and she will forget about it when she wakes up tomorrow."

As he spoke, Yan Murong looked at the group of reporters and the crowd on the periphery, and said loudly. "Everyone, today's incident is a farce, no matter what her reason is, she is a woman after all, delete all the photos taken, don't talk nonsense everywhere, just give me face, okay?"

"Okay, we'll do whatever Dr. Yan says."

"Doctor Yan, good job, iron-blooded real man."

"Murong Murong, I love you like a mouse loves rice—"

For a while, there was an endless stream of voices deleting photos on mobile phones, and those reporters also deleted videos and photos with great face. This made Yan Murong not think that he was so face-saving.

"As I said earlier, whoever wins the hearts of the people wins the world." Ning Kun looked at Yan Murong and said with a smile.

"As I said, I don't want the world."

"You know, you know, what you want is the rise of Chinese medicine."

This farce came to an end, and Yan Murong quickly entered the state of work.

It is said that men who work hard are the most handsome, so when Yan Murong started to work seriously, the fan group composed of beautiful women grabbed their mobile phones with little stars in their eyes and began to secretly take pictures of this handsome man who worked hard.

Handsome, with a good family background, no shelf, superb medical skills, domineering when he should be domineering, considerate when he should be considerate, this kind of man who is so superb that he can make people high ~ tide ~ is stacked, just like a panda - oh no, it is as rare as a dinosaur, I really want to marry him.

Oh no, he's married, so let's be a junior.

So, under the various fantasies of this group of female hooligans, Yan Murong conscientiously did the work in his hands, and went straight to the beginning of the lantern, before ending the day's free clinic with the sighs and some thanks of the people who did not line up.