"Ah, okay, I understand."

After Ding Qianlie finished speaking quickly, he hung up the phone and said with an ugly face: "Reporters surrounded the accident team and accused Mengdie of driving illegally as an artist and not giving way to pedestrians."

"Reporters surrounded the accident team?"

Ding Ning's face suddenly darkened, and there was a cold light in his eyes. It seemed that some people were still determined to fan the flames and make the matter bigger.

"The accident responsibility appraisal report from the accident brigade has been issued, and Mengdie has to bear most of the responsibility."

Ding Qianlie said anxiously: "Let's rush to the accident brigade first. The things involved are quite complicated and we can't explain clearly on the phone."

Ding Ning asked a little strangely: "When the accident brigade came to the scene, why didn't they send anyone to the hospital to find out the condition of the injured? Also, who leaked the accident liability appraisal to reporters."

"Two people from the accident brigade came before. After waiting for a while, they saw that Li Jiajia was still rescuing people, so they left a phone number for the hospital and left first. The accident responsibility appraisal certificate was said to be provided to Xingyi employees by a traffic policeman, and Xingyi employees

Showed it to reporters."

How could Ding Qianlie not know that there was something fishy involved, but Li Jiajia was an employee of Xingyi, so it was understandable that the accident brigade gave the liability appraisal letter to Xingyi employees.

"Hmph, there must be something wrong with that traffic policeman. In this case, you and Azi go there first, and I'll be there later."

Ding Ning snorted coldly and pondered for a moment.

"Okay, then Azi and I will go there first. You hurry up and come over."

Ding Qianlie knew that Ding Ning must have something to do if he stayed, so he took Zi Que'er and went straight to the accident brigade.

The door of the operating room was pushed open, and John McQueen walked out first. The others pushed Li Jiajia and also walked out with faces full of joy.

"Director Mai, did Secretary Li's surgery go well?"

The fat and thin duo from Xingyi hurriedly approached and asked. Although they had already gotten the answer from Ding Ning, McJohn was the attending doctor after all, so he definitely wanted to understand the situation.

Mai Jiaqiao's face turned red, he glanced at Ding Ning and said: "Originally, the situation was very dangerous, and we had to give up the rescue. Fortunately, Dr. Ding arrived and the operation was successfully completed. We have just performed a full body examination on the patient, and the results showed that the operation

It was very successful. The patient's vital signs have returned to normal. As long as he stays in the hospital for observation for a while and there are no other emergencies, he can be discharged after the sutures are removed."

"That's good, that's good, thank you, Director Mai, thank you, Dr. Ding, thank you all, thank you, thank you..."

After all, the fat and thin duo have not lost their conscience. Although they are under pressure from above and hope that Li Jiajia will die or become disabled to create public opinion, they still can't help but express their true feelings at this moment and hurriedly express their gratitude to everyone.

"Dr. Mai, let's have a few words."

Ding Ning waved to McJohn.

"Master, you are looking for me."

Mai Jiaqiao ran over in a hurry, and kept saying nothing at all. Ding Ninglei was so burnt on the outside that he was tender on the inside, and he could not speak for a long time with his mouth open.

"What did you call me?"

The corners of Ding Ning's mouth twitched, feeling that a huge trouble seemed to be getting closer and closer.

"Master, I have decided to become my teacher and learn the traditional medicine of China."

Mai Jiaqiao said matter-of-factly.

Ding Ning's forehead was covered with black lines: "Don't yell, I didn't say I would accept you as my apprentice."

"I used to admire Western medicine and slander or even reject Chinese medicine. That was because I didn't realize that the traditional medical skills of our ancestors were so brilliant. But now I have seen it and am impressed by it. This makes me realize that the traditional medical skills left by our ancestors are so good."

Things are the real treasures, so I have decided to devote myself to the revival of our Chinese traditional medical culture."

A cunning look flashed in Mai Jiaqiao's eyes, and he said righteously: "Master, as the leader of the revival of China's traditional medicine, you can't ignore me, a lamb who has returned from the lost way, right? You want to

They ignored me and were extremely irresponsible towards traditional medicine. Taizu said that all forces that can be united must be united. Although I took the wrong path before, I have now woken up and should be able to figure it out.

Let’s do it within the power that can be united.”

Ding Ning's eyelids kept twitching, and his expression when looking at Mai Jiaqiao became extremely weird. Is this guy a tease sent by the monkey?

He directly gave me the outline and went online without saying anything, and even quoted scriptures. Even Taizu moved out, as if if he didn't accept him, he would be sorry to the country, the people, and Taizu.

After Mai Jiaqiao finished speaking, he blinked a pair of innocent eyes, which made Ding Ning instantly horrified. This guy was actually acting cute. Is this still the arrogant Mai John?

But it has to be said that Ding Ning still felt a sense of accomplishment for being able to convince a die-hard who advocated Western medicine. He immediately coughed and said: "We will discuss the matter of recruiting disciples later. Now I need you to issue a post-operative examination of Li Jiajia on behalf of the hospital.

Report to the accident brigade..."

"No problem, Master, I will write the report right away."

Mai Jiaqiao agreed without hesitation.

"Don't call me master, I haven't agreed to accept you as my disciple yet."

Ding Ning rolled his eyes.

"I understand, Master."

"I told you not to call me Master."

"I didn't shout, Master."

"You... are not allowed to call me master."

"Okay, Master."

"Shut up!"

"Yes, Master."

"I'll go, who is it?"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine soon, Master."

"I told you, don't call me master."

"I know, Master."

"I... whatever."

…

Encountering the shameless guy, Ding Ning was completely drunk. She waved her hands feebly and followed his call. After getting the post-operative examination report, she ran away like a god of plague.

"Master, please slow down. I will go downstairs to send those reporters away later. I will visit you when I have time."

Mai Jiaqiao shouted enthusiastically, making the medical staff on the entire floor dumbfounded and their eyes almost dropped.

Ding Ning staggered and ran forward without looking back. He was really afraid of this shameless fake foreign devil.

Ignoring the reporters squatting at the entrance of the hospital, he directly greeted Huang Sheng through mental contact, then ran invisible to the top floor, flapped his wings and flew towards the accident brigade.

When he was approaching the accident brigade, Ding Ning found a secluded place to land, retracted his wings, took out his spare car, a Bentley off-road vehicle, from the space, and headed straight for the accident brigade.

The entrance of the accident brigade was crowded with reporters, and even the road at the entrance was blocked. More than ten heavily armed traffic policemen blocked the entrance of the accident brigade as if facing a formidable enemy, preventing them from rushing in and constantly discussing with them.

Let them disperse.

"We are reporters and have the right to interview. Why should we be stopped?"

"The artist has no ethics, doesn't obey the traffic rules, and kills someone. Can't we interview him?"

"Unscrupulous artists ruin the atmosphere of the entertainment industry. Such people should be kicked out of the entertainment industry."

"Public figures should always pay attention to their words and deeds. Although it seems to be just a traffic accident, it also exposed the uneven quality of the artist circle from the side. Artists with such bad morals and no social ethics should be condemned by the whole society.

"

…

The reporter said there were more or less, there were about forty or fifty people, headed by a middle-aged reporter with a black mole on his face, who was frothing at the mouth with indignation and criticizing Lan Mengde, as if

She had committed a heinous crime when she got into a traffic accident.

boom!

A violent car engine roar came.

Reporters and traffic policemen were all alarmed and looked around in shock when they saw a Bentley Cross Country crashing straight into the car like a runaway wild horse.

"ah!"

The reporters screamed and fled like wasps that had exploded their nest.

The reporter with the black mole was so frightened that his legs were shaking like chaff. He had nowhere to run. He was knocked away by the Bentley without any suspense and fell heavily to the ground. He couldn't get up for a long time.

"Someone was killed, someone was hit and killed."

"Oh my god, Lao Zhang flew several meters away and is dead now."

"Whose young master is this? He's so arrogant when he drives a Bentley, and he dares to bump into people in front of the accident brigade."

"Shhh, please keep your voice down. We can't mess with someone who can drive a Bentley. If someone hears you, you won't even know how to die."

"Tsk, this is a legal society. I just can't stand it. He can really kill me."

"Huh, naive, what's wrong with the rule of law society? Killing you is like squeezing an ant to death. You can just spend some money to find someone to take the blame. You are seeking death yourself, but don't involve me. Stay away from me."

"Well... I won't say anything. It's so far away and he can't hear it."

…

The reporters immediately started talking, looking at the arrogant young man getting out of the Bentley with anger, awe and envy.
To be continued...