How sad can you be, just like a group of eunuchs going up to the Qinglou-

This group of reporters is feeling this way now, except for the uncomfortable and red faces, they are just sad.

Do they have a grudge against Yan Murong? Of course not, it's just out of professional habits, and some questions have to be studied deeply, so they asked Yan Murong those questions that made him very angry.

Now it's okay, people have reported their own homes, and their status is still scary-if Yan Murong shouts, my grandfather is the governor and my father is the mayor, maybe everyone will take care of him.

All of the reporters who were allowed to report were agreed upon, and the governor and mayor couldn't control it -- the problem was that the governor and mayor were all appointed by his grandfather, and the position that his father had made the governor and mayor worry about being invited to tea.

"Come on, the cameras are all on me."

A group of reporters were in a daze, and they listened to Yan Murong say. "You're right, everybody has the right to know, it's a responsibility to the people, and I won't stop you -- but you have to be well-founded."

"Yes, I'm not sure I'll cure them, but as a doctor, I have to do my best."

"Like the reporter just said - he believes that the expert will make antivenom in two days, I still say the same thing, I also believe that he will strip naked and run around the mountain - I believe there is a fart? It's not gambling, it's not just big or small, whether you guess big or small, it's a 50% chance. ”

"Believe? What are the odds of believing it? I don't know, and neither do you. Yan Murong stared at the lens of the camera and said. Can any of you tell me that I can make a patient better just by believing? ”

"You say I'm not responsible, and now you say it yourself, who is not responsible?"

Yan Murong's words were deafening.

Indeed, I believe that it is not just a size, and there is no chance at all.

Some people said that I believed that the lottery ticket I bought would win the grand prize tomorrow, but he waited for one tomorrow after another, and he did not win until the day he died of old age and went into the coffin.

"You can say you're right, and I believe you're right." Everyone was still bowing their heads and thinking, so they listened to Yan Murong say. "You are responsible to the people for reporting truthfully, but do you know that you have delayed my time by blocking me here and asking those strange questions—and if you delay my time, you are delaying the lives of the patients inside. With the kung fu to fight with you, maybe I can already cure someone. ”――

There is a technology product called iPad, there is a product called a laptop, and there is a product called a wireless network card.

Therefore, after Yan Murong walked into the isolation room, what he said was transmitted back by those reporters through the wireless network word for word.

Of course, under Yan Murong's previous threat from his father, what he said was really broadcast without changing a word. For a time, radio, television, and newspapers almost became his own special session.

"First of all, I am also a human being, a living flesh and blood person, and I also know the importance of life. Secondly, I am a doctor, and it is my duty to heal the sick and save people—"

"If I strike, they may die or live. If I don't make a move, they'll die—"

"As a doctor, I have to do my best—"

For a while, Yan Murong was transmitted into the eyes and ears of all the people who were paying attention to this virus incident.

Some people disdain, even ridiculed, - another second ancestor came out to steal the limelight, and it was also a second ancestor with such a high status.

There are also people who agree, and they are extremely in agreement with what Yan Murong said.

He was right, a doctor is his duty to treat the sick and save people, and in this case, he must take action. I believe that I can't save my life just by believing in two words.

Saving a life is like fighting a fire, a second late, and there is nothing.

Even if those experts did make antivenom, when the time came, all the patients died, who would they use it? Do you drink it as sugar water again?

Su Qingwu looked at Yan Murong's slightly emaciated figure on the computer and the words that were so beautiful, and suddenly trembled violently in her heart.

This man is still very handsome when he gets serious.

"Lingling, come in." Closing the page, Su Qingwu pressed the button on the phone and called his secretary in.

"Su Dong, what's the matter?"

"Have you read the news about Yan Murong?"

"See." The secretary replied simply, and didn't say much, she didn't know Su Qingwu's thoughts now, so just wait.

"Just look at it." Su Qingwu thought about it and said. "When I contacted the Ministry of Health, I said that Huayuan Group was ready to donate money to the medical team and provide the world's most advanced equipment to help them overcome the virus - no matter how much time they spend, no matter whether Yan Murong could successfully cure people, I would have spent this money. As long as they can make antivenom, all the money, I'll come out. ”

"I'll do this." The secretary was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the firm expression on Su Qingwu's face, he immediately nodded in agreement.

Maybe it was because of Yan Murong's so-called temperament at this moment that Su Qingwu made this decision-although Yan Murong didn't have such a thing as temperament most of the time.

In general, in this case, the relevant costs are paid by the state - of course, if someone is willing to sponsor it, the state will want to save this money. If someone pays for it, the money saved can be invested in more research - why not do it?

Looking at the close-up of Yan Murong frozen on the computer screen, Su Qingwu smiled.

She found that the man who had made him wait for more than ten years was not very annoying.

She found that it was a kind of luck that she was married to such a man.

She found that Yan Murong's ideal was so great.

Suddenly, Su Qingwu laughed, and her lips with lip gloss curled in a beautiful arc.

"I've changed my mind." Su Qingwu looked at Yan Murong's cold expression on the computer, and said to herself. "Before, I wanted to make you fall in love with me, and then I ruthlessly dumped you and let you taste that painful taste."

"For now, I'm still going to make you fall in love with me - but I'm not going to dump you again, and I'm going to haunt you for the rest of my life."

It's a pity that she just said to herself, Yan Murong, who was far away in the mountains, didn't hear this. Otherwise, he would definitely tremble and raise his head to the sky and shout. "Damn, do you have to run away again?"