Chapter 196: The Reporter Faints!

"When I was in the hospital, Mr. Jin Xiao said that you are new acquaintances and are not very familiar with each other, so he bought a whole million spiritual tea as soon as he made a move, is it to repay you for saving his grandson, or is there another reason?"

Seeing that Du Zhong did not answer for a long time, a reporter immediately stood up and asked.

"En......"

Du Zhong groaned and opened his mouth to say: "Mr. Jin has already given the consultation fee, as for why he bought one million spiritual tea, I think maybe it is because he also saw the news about spiritual tea on the Internet, right?" ”

As soon as these words came out.

Immediately made everyone think about it.

Does Eucommia mean that it indirectly and implicitly acknowledges the special effect of spiritual tea?

Otherwise, how could Jin Xiao buy it?

You must know that Jin Xiao's wealth did not fall from the sky, but accumulated little by little in his delicate calculations, how could such a delicate super-rich man buy a million spiritual tea for no reason?

The crowd was lost in thought.

At this time, a reporter suddenly stood up and was about to ask Du Zhong in detail about the meaning of his words.

But as soon as he got up, the reporter's face turned pale.

"Bang knock!"

A loud sound rang through the speaker.

I saw that the reporter who stood up and was about to ask a question suddenly dropped the microphone in his hand, and his hands became claws and pressed his chest.

On his face, an unbearable look of pain instantly spread.

"Uh-uh......"

While holding his hands on his chest, the reporter opened his mouth wide, as if he was out of breath.

In less than a minute, a layer of sweat broke out all over his body, soaking his clothes and pants.

A piercing pain stimulated the reporter's brain.

He felt as if he was being squeezed, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

As the microphone fell, the reporter hurriedly let go of one hand, held on to the chair and began to rest.

However, after resting for half a day, the symptoms did not relieve, but became more and more severe.

"Uh......"

After a while, under the gaze of everyone, the reporter suddenly raised his hand high, his face was painful and hideous, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't even breathe, and he couldn't say a word at all.

As soon as his mouth moved, the whole person tilted weakly and fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, all the reporters present were dumbfounded.

Even as he sat next to the reporter, he was so frightened that he froze in place.

on stage.

Du Zhong, who found out about the situation, immediately picked up the microphone and opened his mouth to say, "Get out of the way." ”

As soon as he shouted, he immediately jumped off the stage and rushed to the side of the reporter who fell to the ground.

"Huh."

Without thinking about it, the first time he squatted down, Du Zhong grabbed the reporter's arm and began to check his pulse.

"Huh?"

A minute later, Du Zhong's brow furrowed.

"Acute myocardial infarction!"

At the same time as the cause was checked, Du Zhong immediately turned his head and shouted: "His illness is very serious, everyone is scattered, and the air must be kept clear." ”

Hearing this, everyone immediately reacted.

That's right, Eucommia is a doctor!

Thinking of this, everyone retreated and scattered.

"Huang Mingjin."

When the others dispersed, Du Zhong opened his mouth and shouted.

"I'll call 120 right away."

Huang Ming opened his mouth.

"It's too late, find me a bottle of agarwood oil right away."

Du Zhong opened his mouth urgently.

"Okay."

Huang Mingjin immediately ran upstairs, calling Zhang Han as he ran.

"Zhang Yang!"

After Huang Mingjin left, Du Zhong glanced at the patient's ID hanging on his chest, and immediately called out the other party's name.

"Zhang Yang wakes up ......"

"Zhang Yang, can't sleep ......"

Du Zhong kept calling out the reporter's name, trying his best to keep the reporter awake, and whenever the reporter wanted to close his eyes, Du Zhong would shout loudly in his ear.

"Agarwood oil!"

After a while, Huang Mingjin hurriedly ran over, holding a small bottle of agarwood oil in his hand, and shouted as he ran.

Take the agarwood oil.

With a movement of his left hand, Du Zhong pinched the patient's chin, making his mouth open, and at the same time, dropped a few drops of agarwood oil in his right hand onto the patient's tongue.

Finish this qiē.

Eucommia put down the agarwood oil, and when his right hand moved, his fingers pressed on the patient's person.

Again and again.

The patient, who had not fallen asleep because of the pain, gradually frowned.

Looked at.

Eucommia breathed a sigh of relief.

Then hold an empty fist and press directly on the patient's chest, repeatedly rolling from the middle of the body to the area of the canopy, and stimulate the patient's heart muscle with the drive of external force.

Rolling back and forth for a while, Eucommia quickly changed his technique.

Make an empty fist with your right hand and fold it with your left hand.

Then, with the strength of your body, roll the opponent's ribcage from right to left.

"Inhale."

While pressing and rolling, Du Zhong reminded the other party to inhale.

"Exhale."

At the same time as the hand was released, Du Zhong reminded again.

In this way, I did the same action over and over again.

The painful look on the patient's face was also slightly relieved.

Three minutes later.

The patient's breathing gradually became smoother, and his body, which had been motionless, gradually moved from his shoulders, and his face improved a lot.

Looked at.

Eucommia let out a long breath.

Then, with a movement of both hands, he immediately controls the energy in his body to infuse it into the patient's body, helping the patient's heart muscle to recover.

Wait for a qiē to be done.

Eucommia was completely relaxed.

Lying on the ground, the patient's face gradually turned rosy from the previous pale to the past.

Obviously, there are no more problems.

"Thank you, Chairman Du."

As soon as he got up, the reporter immediately got up, shook Du Zhong's hand excitedly, and opened his mouth to thank him.

He knew very well that in his situation, it was very likely that he would accidentally lose his life, and if it wasn't for Du Zhong's first aid, he would probably have to sleep underground.

"It should."

Du Zhong smiled slightly, opened his mouth and said: "You are the reporter at my reception, how can I see death and not save it, and this is what we should do as a medical practitioner." ”

Hearing this, the reporter nodded heavily, and his eyes were still full of gratitude when he looked at Du Zhong.

"Zhang Yang, what's going on?"

Seeing that the people were good, a group of reporters immediately surrounded them.

Zhang Yang's colleague even ran over directly and asked with a frightened face.

"Chairman Du, can you explain what happened just now?"

Some people who are not familiar with the reporter named Zhang Yang have shifted their attention to Du Zhong and want to get the answer from Du Zhong.

"That's right."

Facing the inquiries of many reporters, Du Zhong took a breath, put on a slightly tired appearance, and said: "This reporter friend, I had a sudden acute myocardial infarction just now, so that kind of situation occurred, but now there is no problem, after the press conference, it is best to go to the hospital for a check-up, there should be no problem." ”

Everyone was stunned.

No one understood what Du Zhong meant by "it should be fine".

However, everyone didn't care.

Even the person concerned, the reporter named Zhang Yang, didn't care.

A small episode interrupted the press conference.

However, everyone did not feel unhappy because of this.

On the contrary, everyone who came back to their senses became excited.

No doubt.

It's a great subject.

This is not the case in the journalist world.

Even if you encounter it once in a while, you will be sent to the hospital by the security guards of the reception as soon as possible, and no one knows the final result.

But when Du Zhong encountered this situation, he did not choose to send the person to the hospital, but treated himself.

How much courage does it take to make this move?

If you succeed in saving, you can be honored.

If you fail, not only will your reputation be ruined, but you will even get into a big lawsuit.

This kind of courage to take responsibility is worthy of the admiration of everyone present.

In addition, it is a great honor to be able to see the creators of the spiritual tea and the holy yin pill and treat the patients with their own hands.

Of course.

The reporters present did not think that this little episode was colluded, after all, as reporters, they also knew something about the reporter who had a sudden heart attack.

And everyone is from other places, and they just arrived at open source today, how can they be traditional and good at acting?

And not just the journalists who were there.

Even the person concerned, Du Zhong, did not expect that this reporter's sudden situation would create an excellent opportunity for him to show.

With such a display, Du Zhong no longer needs to use words to release the fourth message.

As long as the reporters report this little episode.

Du Zhong, the creator of Lingcha, rescued the reporter who had a heart attack on the spot.

Such a strong strength of traditional Chinese medicine is undoubtedly the best publicity for spiritual tea.

Jin Xiao is called a miracle doctor of rejuvenation with wonderful hands, and a person who can save a patient's life from a sudden heart attack, how can the product developed be poor?

On the side, Huang Mingjin was even more excited.

While excited, he secretly clenched his fists.

No doubt.

He has been in business for many years, and from a professional point of view, this press conference has reached an absolute success, and there is no need to show anything else.

The reporter continued to ask questions.

Soon, the press conference came to a successful conclusion.

"Director Huang."

At the end of the reception, Du Zhong stood on the stage and shouted at Huang Mingjin, and only after Huang Mingjin came to the stage did he open his mouth and say: "Finally, I would like to give you a formal introduction to the sales director of our Lingcha products, Huang Mingjin." ”

The crowd applauded.

"Next, in order to thank all the reporters and friends for their presence, I will prepare some Holy Yin Pills for Director Huang to distribute to everyone as gifts, and please accept them with a smile."

After that, Du Zhong motioned to Huang Mingjin.

Huang Mingjin nodded immediately, and as soon as he got off the stage, he received the Holy Yin Pill sent by Zhang Han, and then sent a box to each reporter.

Seeing this, Du Zhong smiled with satisfaction.

I can't bear the child to catch the wolf, now that the press conference has been held, we have to curry favor with these uncrowned kings.

The propaganda of Lingcha still depends on them.

When they got the Holy Yin Pill, the reporters thanked one after another.

After sending the Holy Yin Pill, Du Zhong left the scene directly.

However, a group of reporters did not leave, they all sat firmly in the venue, crackling and typing and writing, for them there are too many things that happened today, and they must be well recorded.

At the same time, the reporter named Zhang Yang rushed to the hospital for examination as soon as possible and handed over the work of writing the manuscript to his colleague.

Wait in the hospital for test results.

Looking at the checklist, Zhang Yang was dumbfounded......