"Mr. Yan, I'm Yang Yong, a reporter from Huaxia TV." A young reporter looked at Yan Murong who was sitting on the stage and asked. "What do you think of this incident? If you were to do the same thing again, would you still choose to do so? ”

"Yes, absolutely." Yan Murong nodded without hesitation. "Since I was a child, my master has taught me not only to be a doctor with noble medical ethics, but also to be a person with noble character - for some illegal or immoral behaviors, forget it if you don't see it, and if you see it, I will definitely take care of it to the end."

Ma Liansheng, who was sitting next to him, and a group of staff members of the State Security Bureau were full of black lines.

Shameless, it's so shameless, these days, there are people everywhere who destroy the three views, how can they live who always tell the truth?

Noble medical ethics? This is not denied, but where to start with the article of noble character?

"Whoa-la-"

As soon as Yan Murong's words fell, many reporters burst into warm applause. But this applause was so harsh in Ma Liansheng's ears.

"Thank you, thank you." Yan Murong thanked with a smile on his face, pressed down his hand, and said. "If you don't mind, if you have anything to say, just ask quickly, I haven't rested since early this morning, and I want to go home and rest as soon as possible."

"Mr. Yan, I am a reporter from Huaxia Legal Daily."

As soon as Yan Murong's words fell, a female reporter immediately stood up. "What do you mean when you say you haven't rested since the early hours of this morning? Does that mean you're being treated specially? ”

As soon as the female reporter's words came out, Ma Liansheng's heart skipped a beat, and he begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother's prayer Yan Murong would tell the truth, otherwise a basin of dirty water would be splashed on him, and it would be stinky when it was dried.

Yan Murong didn't answer, but casually turned off the switch of the microphone in front of him, turned his head and looked at Ma Liansheng with a smile, and said. "Director Ma, do you think I should tell the truth?"

"Tell the truth, you have to tell the truth." Ma Liansheng looked at Yan Murong with a pleading expression, his expression was ridiculous, the only one eye left was also red, I don't know if it was because of staying up late, or if Yan Murong was crying urgently.

Yan Murong smiled noncommittally, naturally knowing what Ma Liansheng was afraid of.

Although I didn't hear the phone call in the office just now, I could guess that I must be scolding him and asking him to deal with the matter.

"I didn't get any special treatment." Yan Murong turned on the microphone, looked at the female reporter and said. "It's just that they won't let me sleep."

"Boom!"

As soon as Yan Murong spoke, the reporters in the audience immediately exploded.

I've heard of Proud Eagle, but I've never heard of boiling people.

Didn't get special treatment, just wouldn't let you sleep? Is this an indirect sign that they are actually being treated specially?

To be a journalist, you must not only have a keen journalistic intuition, but also have a good pair of eyes.

Just when the female reporter asked this question, they all saw Yan Murong turn off the microphone and say something to Ma Liansheng—so these reporters began to use their imagination to ponder the content of the conversation between the two just now.

Soon, they came to the conclusion that Ma Liansheng had threatened Yan Murong just now.

"Mr. Yan, what do you think of the National Security Bureau?" The female reporter continued. "I also studied law, as far as I know, your situation is a righteous and courageous act, even if it is injured by mistake, it is a civil dispute case, not even a criminal case, it should be managed by the police system, why would the National Security Bureau take it over directly?"

Originally, the female reporter didn't continue to ask the question just now, so Ma Liansheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but before this breath was even, another sharp question that made him want to jump off the building came to him, this question was like a knife, a sharpened bayonet, word by word, even a punctuation mark was like cutting his flesh one by one.

The Yan family is the Yan family, even if the tiger falls asleep, it is still a tiger, once the tiger is woken up, it is not as simple as stretching a lazy waist and yawning - you see, the Yan family has made such a big deal with this yawn.

"Why don't you let Director Ma answer this question?" Yan Murong turned his head and looked at Ma Liansheng and asked with a smile on his face.

"I'll forget it." Ma Liansheng pulled the muscles on his face, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said. "The reporter asked you, you just have to answer."

"Okay." Yan Murong nodded, looked at the female reporter and said. "Actually, it's very simple, it's a matter of rights -- you see, I'm a doctor, I don't have money and I don't have power, and when I meet those who have money and power, I'm very passive. I'm sure everyone has this point. ”

The reporters nodded their heads one after another.

Indeed, if it weren't for the approval of their interview and report this time, I am afraid that they would not even be able to enter the courtyard of the National Security Bureau, let alone dare to gather around the door and smash the director with eggs.

"Mr. Yan, do you know the other party's family history before you do it?" The female reporter asked.

"Yes." Yan Murong nodded. "Even if I knew, since these things have happened to me, I still have to do them."

"Mr. Yan, I'm a reporter from Yangcheng Daily." Immediately afterwards, another reporter stood up, looked at Yan Murong and said. "I heard that your grandfather is a former national leader, and your father is now also in an important position in the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection.

"That's a good question." Yan Murong smiled and nodded, and then put on a serious expression, looked at the reporter and asked. "To tell you the truth, over the years, have people been disgusted with these various second and third generations?"

"Yes." Although the reporter didn't know Yan Murong's intentions, he still nodded.

Of course, it can't be said that all the second and third generations have been bad to the point that pus is leaking from the top of the head and under the feet, but as the old saying goes, a rat poop spoils a pot of porridge - individual people do some individual things, and in the long run, it will indirectly affect all the people in this circle~ , making people think that the second generation of the world is generally black.

"That's right." Yan Murong nodded and said with a serious face. "That's why I can't ask my family for help - I'm me, my family is family, and I believe that there is justice in this world."

"Whoa-la-"

Yan Murong's words immediately caused a warm applause, and he nodded his head again and again to thank him, so that the applause stopped.

After that, a few more reporters asked a few questions, but they were not as sharp as before, which also made Ma Liansheng put his heart back in his stomach.

As soon as the interview ended, Ma Liansheng immediately arranged a car and invited Yan Murong up as if he were a god, not wanting him to stay here for a minute or a second.