In the provincial capital of Heihe Province, at the gate of Boheng Hospital, which is quite famous in the area, Lao Liu and his relatives knelt in a row. On the white banners held high, the red words "The Black Heart Hospital is a Disregard for Human Life" and other words were written in blood, which was shocking.

The relatives still had sad expressions on their faces, but Old Liu's head was so numb that his pupils had lost their focus. He now had nothing but his life.

Old Liu's wife died early. He raised his only son alone to support his son in college. His son also worked hard and was admitted to the university in the provincial capital. It seemed that his future life would be settled.

A while ago, my son called and said in panic that he might have Xingmen disease. He heard that as long as he was confirmed to be this disease, he would be sent to space. He was anxious and afraid and did not dare to go to the school and hospital, but instead asked him for advice.

Starmen disease is as mysterious as an alien to Lao Liu. There was a big fuss around the country a while ago. It is said that those who get sick will not only become madmen, but also infect others, which is very terrifying. So the Star Alliance people are riding in the spaceship and running in the sky, and they will take away anyone who gets sick.

The small county in the northeast where Lao Liu lived has never made trouble, so naturally I have never seen Xinglian's spaceship. I only heard that the provincial capital is in a very big trouble.

My son was taught by himself that he only knew how to study and had no knowledge. Old Liu rushed to the provincial capital.

I watched the TV station advertisement on the road and learned that the Boheng Hospital was treating Xingmen disease. I also promised that if it was not cured, I would not only refund the medical expenses but also send them to the isolation area with good conditions for free. Lao Liu believed it.

Lao Liu thought so. Nowadays, no one can take it seriously. However, the government-run TV stations cannot be lies, right? As long as there is three-point truth, it can cure Xingmen disease. After he arrived at the provincial capital, he paid special attention to the local newspapers and provincial stations. It is said that the advertisements have been played for more than ten years, and it is considered a time-honored brand. It seems that there is no problem.

When he arrived at the provincial capital, he took his son to the hospital. The hospital confirmed that it was Xingmen disease and it was a "terminal infection" that would not infect others again.

The doctor told me about the inside story of patients in Star Gate being isolated and discriminated against. He sighed loudly, saying that this disease is like Xiao Sanyang. Even if it is not contagious, it is still discriminated against in society.

The doctor also mentioned the "Amstar immigration documentary" posted on the Internet recently, saying that those things are just the government to comfort ignorant people. Americans can fake the moon landing, so what is the cost of making a fake documentary? If you get sick, you will be sent to aliens to live a free and easy life. Wouldn't everyone think about this disease?

The doctor asked Lao Liu whether he wanted to treat the head in small or large. The treatment would solve the problem of headaches. Only by treating the head in large or large, the problem would be completely solved and would not be detected. He also boasted that the radical cure technology was authorized by Xinglian.

"Star League is the group of people who brought Xingmen disease to the earth, so they have to take responsibility to cure the disease. The wife of the second-in-commander of Xingmen also came to inspect our treatment of Xingmen disease in person." The doctor pointed to the photos on the wall, and a group of big figures accompanied a young lady like stars and moonlight. Her temperament was seen by Lao Liu in the news broadcast.

Of course, Old Liu chose Dazhi, which not only concerns his son's future, but also his own pension. He pieced together hundreds of thousands of yuan, sent his son to the operating table, and burned a lot of incense at several temples around him.

Unexpectedly, my son died on the operating table. It was not his son's teacher and classmates who rushed to him after hearing the news. What the hospital sent to him was not a notice of the failure of the operation, but an urn.

I heard from the teacher that the school has special equipment and has been monitoring Xingmen disease. Whoever has Xingmen disease will be discovered soon. His son's condition is more like bacterial meningitis. The hospital made Xingmen disease and deceived people, but it did not take timely treatment, which made Old Liu collapse. He realized that he was harming his son.

Today I came here to talk about the banner because someone asked me to say that some media would report them, and relatives wanted to pay some compensation, and he himself might be able to get some justice.

In fact, he didn't care about justice anymore. He just wanted to do something to prove that he was still alive. He once had a son. Whether his relatives regarded him as a money tree or the media treated him as a puppet, he didn't care.

On a certain floor of the hospital, through the window, the indifference on Lao Liu's face clearly fell into the eyes of a middle-aged man with a big belly through the telescope.

"This group of doctors can't even act in dramas! Even those who die in the countryside are worse than those who are mourning!"

The middle-aged man muttered contemptuously, put down his telescope and saw several policemen stopping the crowds that were gradually gathering outside. He asked, "Has the relationship not been done here? Why are there only a few policemen?"

The old man who was wearing a white coat behind him was very neatly cleaned up and looked quite like a master of Xinglin explained: "They were severely arrested by Xingmen disease, and some people in the city always wanted to take this opportunity to eat our meat. Now, I am just waiting to see our jokes."

The middle-aged man sneered: "A while ago, even the shuttlecock meat was cut out. In our Fuxiang system, each hospital spent millions to buy star gate disease testing equipment, and tens of billions of dollars were gone out like this. They are not satisfied!"

No matter how unhappy he said to the old man, "You know that this kind of thing is very sensitive, so you should focus on the business of the people below! You can't treat meningitis first, and then say it's Xingmen disease. Go step by step? You're too ignorant of skills!"

"The people below didn't expect that the child had bacterial meningitis, and they also wanted to confirm whether it was a variant of Xingmen disease. I promised the president that this would never happen again in the future!"

The old man wiped his sweat, nodded repeatedly, and asked carefully: "Our people will arrive soon. Do you think you should follow the old rules or not?"

"What routine is your old rule?"

The middle-aged medical group has hundreds of chain hospitals, and there is no need to grasp the details of each hospital.

The old man said: "There are probably two groups of people behind this group of medical affair. One group is from the media, which is to get some money from us, and the other group is from the school, which wants parents to clear their responsibilities."

"The media is easy to deal with. I find acquaintances to discuss it well, and it is only tens of thousands of yuan. The school is not easy to deal with. We usually make people pretend to be accomplices of medical fox and make some noise. The municipal government cannot pretend to be invisible. They can only come forward and ask the medical fox to lower their heads to talk to us, and finally give some money to burn."

"Someone has also posted this online. I have contacted a public relations company to deal with it. I will focus on Xinglian's equipment and technology, and muddle the water first."

"According to the total, it's only more than 100,000 yuan to handle this year. We still have millions of risk reservation fees." The old man was familiar with the expenses, which was completely the face of the deputy shopkeeper.

"Well, this routine is quite safe." The middle-aged man was nodding his head, and the sound of gold and jade ornaments hanging around his waist sounded. Now the rich people like to put them in the special bags on their waists, just like the way they did when pagers and mobile phones were just emerging and were regarded as luxury goods.

"Oh, President, what wind blows you here and cares about my little things?"

The middle-aged man answered the conversation and waved his hand to the old man to signal him to go out, looking at the person in his sight with a spring breeze on his face, Chen Fuquan, president of the Fuxiang Medical Association.

Chen Fuquan went straight to the topic: "Old Liang, I heard that you had something related to Xingmen disease?"

"The message is so fast, that's it."

President Liang told the matter and finally said, "This matter is not big, and the people below can handle it themselves. I also came back from hunting bears from Russia. When I passed by, I happened to run into it, so I stopped to take a look."

His tone turned to inquiry: "President, did you ask this? Is there something wrong with it?"

Chen Fuquan nodded: "There is a problem. Someone from above said that this may have been targeted by Xinglian."

President Liang suddenly sweated on his forehead: "Oh, this is not easy to deal with. Those people even dare to declare war in Japan. What should we do in a small hospital?"

"The above is also very unhappy. Xinglian even interferes in such matters. What do you think of the country? However, Xinglian is a tough person after all, and the government cannot leave them alone. Millions of Star Gate patients are still waiting to be dealt with."

Chen Fuquan said with concern: "Public opinion has not been very beneficial to Xinglian recently. Everyone is waiting for Xinglian's reaction. If you are coming out, you are afraid that the superiors will throw you out and give Xinglian an explanation."

"How can Star Alliance respect this little thing for me?"

President Liang said earnestly: "Just this little bit of flesh on me can make Xinglian feel at ease, and I admit it, I am afraid that they came for the entire Fuxiang!"

At this point, the two of them were still full of routines. Chen Fuquan was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone became different.

"What you said is probably true. Someone from above has long wanted to destroy our Fuxiang. This time your affairs may not be treated as a prying bar."

"I'm contacting others and have a meeting in an old place later. Before that, you may have to take it over. Don't worry, we will make up for it as much as we lose. Even if the entire group is lost and you go in, we will share a piece of cake to make you make a comeback after you come out."

Chen Fuquan said coldly, President Liang's face changed several times, and he was still struggling: "We alone may not be able to do it, right?"

Chen Fuquan cheered: "We stand up, so the people above have the excuse to fight with Xinglian!"

"How high is it? I won't ask that one directly, right?" President Liang asked carefully.

Chen Fuquan said: "It's almost the same. You should understand what it means to come out. It won't end without blood."

President Liang gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to retreat, you can't! Well, I have today, and everyone helped me. President, I'll do it!"

After a while, President Liang called the old man in: "Your people have not arrived yet, just right, let them change their opinions."

On the street, a man with a fierce face was walking towards the hospital with a few people. While walking, he contacted others with his old-fashioned cell phone. He answered another phone call. His face changed and said to his subordinates: "The statement has changed. Make the banner again. Hurry up and go to Wang Er to do this!"

His subordinates were stunned: "What do you want to write?"

"Writing about Xingmen disease is a conspiracy of Xinglian. Well, that's it. You know more about the words than me, and think about it yourself." The man scratched his head and explained: "Anyway, it's just scolding Xinglian, which makes everyone feel that this matter was caused by them, so you should scold it more fiercely!"

The subordinates took the order and left. The man typing another text message. The brothers who had joined him explained the details, whispering while typing: "You have to find a hospital to get more money."

Boheng Hospital leaned against the edge of the downtown area, surrounded by either commercial areas or office buildings. By noon, Lao Liu and others knelt for almost three hours. It was estimated that the media had taken photos, posted online, and the police persuaded them for an hour. It was time to leave.

Just as they were about to leave, dozens of people with different clothes surrounded him, blocked Lao Liutou and others at the gate, and raised the banner high with bamboo poles, which was much larger than Lao Liutou and the others just raised.

Seeing the words "Stars colluded with black-hearted hospitals to kill people! Killing millions of people is not enough", Old Liu was wondering, where did these people come from? What are you going to do?

"We support you! Today everyone works together to let everyone know the bad things Xinglian has done!"

A man squeezed over, shouted at Lao Liu, then clamped him with a few others, and whispered: "It's okay if you stay honestly."

Old Liu nodded numbly, he was completely confused.

It was lunch time, not only did pedestrians gather together, but white-collar workers who got off work also came to join in the fun, taking photos and videos. In an instant, various micro-photographs and messages spread throughout the Internet.

If you see the wind, you will be rainy, and you will take the initiative to take the initiative to do 500 items.

"Star League has an accident!"

"Star League has killed everyone!"

"Star Gate Disease is another proof of the intentional spread of Star Alliance!"

"Star Lian and Fuxiang Hospital are in the same group!"

He is calm and rational, but does not know the inside story.

"The medical disputes are really keeping pace with the times now!"

"Can Xingmen disease be cured? Tens of millions of people in quarantine areas around the world cry to death!"

"When did Xinglian get to cooperate with private hospitals?"

The above remarks are the mainstream of traditional Internet, but on Star Network, the most common people are melon-eating people

"Fuxiang really can throw the blame. I think it's impossible to die if I don't do it."

"Americans are thief-hearted. They changed to a female president and continued to work. Now they have even hooked up with Fuxiang Hospital. What about the lower limit?"

"What is the government doing? Let Fuxiang lead the rhythm like this?"

"Stupid, isn't it obvious that someone is pushing it behind the scenes?"

Of course there are also various ways to eat melons

"Star League, organization, Fuxiang, killing people for money, neither side is good, I'm happy to see dogs bite dogs!"

"I also think that Xingmen disease is caused by Xinglian. Will there be organizations that will serve humans wholeheartedly these days?"

In the afternoon, the street in front of the gate of Boheng Hospital was completely blocked, and there were tens of thousands of onlookers. The police came slowly and maintained order. I don’t know who provoked it. In short, a pile of bricks and debris was thrown on the police, forcing the police to use tear gas. The "masses" also shouted "dog government" and "star alliance dogs", and continued to fight back with bricks and tiles, and ignited tires. A small protest was developing into a riot.

The tyre's smog shrouded the boss's place. By four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the riots had not subsided and were transferred to a more central commercial area, and there were constant robbery and looting incidents. Outside the hospital gate was a mess, but inside was safe and sound.

Many people gathered outside the hospital gate to watch. They rushed over after seeing the news. Most of them wanted to take a selfie here to prove that they were "on the scene" and use it as a topic of conversation in the forum or chat group.

At this moment, two red and white helicopters suddenly appeared and slowly landed above the street, and the airflow made the onlookers retreat.

Then they saw a dumbfounded scene. The helicopter was more than ten meters above the ground. From the left and right cabin doors, one by one, with robot-like power armor jumped off. It fell directly on the ground like a drum, smashing balls of smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and these power armors stood upright from half-squats and without any damage.

Looking at the power armor, which is thick and powerful, but looks even and simple, with red lines on white background and clam-style full-cover helmet, which is the iconic outfit of Star League Special Service, the onlookers were suddenly in an uproar.

Before, I could occasionally see Xinglian Special Service appearing at airports in various cities, but at that time they were all leading Xingmen patients, without weapons, and not so rude.

What are the current attitude of Star Alliance Special Service?

Everyone took photos and videos, and a special service speaker made a sound that was amplified several times: "Star League Special Service performs official duties, please do not get close to it, so as not to be injured by accident!"

accidental injury!?

Is this going to kill someone?

Looking at the various weapons embedded in the armored arms, short guns and long cannons were available, people were both nervous and excited, and many people even shouted. If they heard it right, they seemed to be cheering, as if they were waiting to watch a big show. To be continued.
Chapter completed!