Two hundred and eighty-one another terminal illness
"Reporter Zuo, you are not a director, so don't comment on things in our directing industry casually!"
Shen Mu stared at Zuo Wenli, and what he said next represented something completely different.
It's like a chef giving advice to an engineer who is working on rockets.
Both are not the same major, so what do you rely on?
Although this metaphor is a bit exaggerated, Zuo Wenli did say those words just now, which made everyone subconsciously ignore Shen Mu's words, thinking that Zuo Wenli was the first to provoke.
If you Zuo Wenli hadn't been so aggressive, how could Shen Mu have said such bold words?
To a certain extent, Shen Mu was acting in self-defense.
Such a scene also allowed people to see Shen Mu's reaction and eloquence. With such sharp words, even Zuo Wenli would be speechless for a moment, right?
Zuo Wenli did not respond immediately.
Because she knew clearly that if she continued to struggle with this kind of matter, it would no longer have any impact on Shen Mu, so why bother doing all that useless work?
"Reporter Zuo, do you have any more questions?"
Deputy Director Xu Baoguo glanced at Shen Mu gratefully, then turned to Zuo Wenli and spoke.
He suddenly discovered that today's press conference was delayed too much by this left reporter from Longjing Daily.
But the other party's questions were so sharp that it was difficult for him, the deputy director of the medical insurance center, to answer them. In the end, Director Ding and Shen Mu came to the rescue.
Therefore, Xu Baoguo just wanted to drive Zuo Wenli away quickly, lest this woman ask any weird questions again and make him unable to get off stage.
"One last question!"
Zuo Wenli is indeed not a light-hearted person. Although she was silenced by Shen Mu just now, she regained her energy at this time.
After saying this, he turned his attention directly to Shen Mu.
"My question is for Director Shen Mu!"
Zuo Wenli did not care about Xu Baoguo, nor the dissatisfaction of the medical insurance center officials and many reporters, but directly stated her demands.
Since Zuo Wenli had always occupied the questioning microphone, other reporters were also a little dissatisfied at this moment.
The press conference only lasts so long. If you delay too much, won't you leave less time for us?
But Zuo Wenli said that this was her last question, so both Xu Baoguo and other reporters took a deep breath and did not interrupt without grace at this time.
Shen Mu also stared at Zuo Wenli and did not speak.
And in his heart, he knew that the highlight was about to come, and this might also be the opponent's trump card.
"Director Shen, before raising this question, I would like to ask you to see someone first!"
Zuo Wenli spoke, then turned around and waved to the back, and then everyone saw a strange scene.
I saw a female figure who looked like an assistant, pushing a wheelchair slowly towards this side.
And sitting on the wheelchair was an extremely thin patient.
"Let me introduce to you, this patient's name is Hong Liu. We all call him Uncle Liu. The disease that Uncle Liu suffers from is called Stephen Muscular Dystrophy. I think you may not have heard of it, right?"
Zuo Wenli did not delay, and under the somewhat puzzled eyes of everyone, she introduced the extremely thin man in the wheelchair, and even introduced the other person's illness at the same time.
For a moment, everyone was a little confused as to what Zuo Wenli wanted to do.
This is a press conference at the Medical Insurance Center. Why are you, Zuo Wenli, bringing a patient here?
This is not a hospital, and the medical insurance center will not treat you.
"Stephen Muscular Dystrophy, why does this name sound familiar?"
The senior officials of the Medical Insurance Center frowned slightly.
After all, they often deal with hospitals and have heard about some diseases.
"Stephen Muscular Dystrophy was named by an American doctor who first discovered this disease. The most obvious symptom is that the muscles of the patient's body will gradually atrophy over time!"
Zuo Wenli talked eloquently, like a doctor of medicine. I heard her continue: "This kind of muscle atrophy is irreversible. It affects the limbs first, and then the trunk. People who get the disease can only wait to die slowly!"
"And it is precisely because of that doctor named Stephen that he invented a special drug called femidol, which can effectively slow down the rate of muscle atrophy in patients!"
This reporter from Longjing Daily didn't know if he had memorized it in advance, but he said it without any pause at this time.
Finally, the senior management of the medical insurance center realized what kind of disease it was.
This is also a terminal disease. Although the total number of patients worldwide is less than 10 million, today's Dragon Country is an area with a high incidence of this disease.
"It seems that Director Ding, you must have remembered this disease!"
Zuo Wenli observed the situation, first said something, and then said: "What a coincidence, the domestic agency rights of Phendol are also controlled by Doyle Pharmaceutical Company!"
"Zuo Wenli, what exactly do you want to say?"
Xu Baoguo felt a faint uneasiness in his heart and couldn't help but ask loudly.
I always felt that Zuo Wenli was well prepared and even found patients.
"Isn't this obvious? She wants your medical insurance center to include imported special medicines such as Phendol into the medical insurance drug list!"
Shen Mu's voice came from the side, which brought the matter to light and made Ding Qiusheng and other senior officials of the medical insurance center understand.
"This is impossible. The new medical insurance drug list has been announced. How can it be changed again?"
Hearing Shen Mu's words, Xu Baoguo shook his head repeatedly. In fact, even if the roster has not been announced, adding a medical insurance drug will still take a lot of time to review.
Firstly, there are only a few million patients with this kind of muscular dystrophy in Long Country; secondly, they don’t want to agree to Zuo Wenli’s request so easily.
If every patient comes to the medical insurance center to make a fuss like this, and a drug can be included in medical insurance, then do they still have to do their job?
"Deputy Director Xu, are you saying that patients with Stephen's muscular dystrophy are not as important as patients with chronic myelogenous leukemia?"
Zuo Wenli once again demonstrated her superb speaking skills, and how could Xu Baoguo dare to answer such a question? It would probably cause criticism from the entire society.
"That's not what I meant!"
Xu Baoguo quickly denied it. Anyway, it was impossible for him to admit it in public.
What's more, he didn't have this intention in his heart, it was Zuo Wenli who wanted to trick him.
"Then why can Glenin be added temporarily but not Phendol?"
Zuo Wenli's tone was aggressive and she didn't give Xu Baoguo much time to react. She directly asked this extremely sharp question, which made everyone feel difficult to answer.
Because now they all know that this issue of the medical insurance drug list has actually been formulated long ago.
Greining was indeed added temporarily, as the people at the medical insurance center have just said.
In this case, Zuo Wenli's question is a bit difficult to answer.
If she is not careful, it will confirm her accusation just now, saying that the medical insurance center treats patients differently.
"Isn't that because of "I am the God of Medicine"?"
In desperation, Xu Baoguo muttered, but his mouth was facing the microphone at the moment, so everyone could hear this sentence clearly.
Ding Qiusheng next to him frowned again. Although he couldn't figure out what Zuo Wenli was going to do, he still felt a little uneasy.
"Deputy Director Xu is right. It is because of "I am the God of Medicine" that Glenin was included in the new medical insurance drug list!"
Zuo Wenli actually nodded at this time, confirming Xu Bao's words.
Ding Qiusheng and Shen Mu looked at each other and saw a strange emotion in each other's eyes.
"So, I, Zuo Wenli, am here to represent Uncle Six and all patients suffering from Stephen's muscular dystrophy, and I want to ask Director Shen Mu for something!"
Zuo Wenli turned her attention to Shen Mu, who was holding the microphone in her right hand and stroking Hong Liu's wheelchair with her left hand. The look on her face was extremely serious and she did not mean to be joking at all.
"We would like to ask Director Shen Mu to make another movie. The core content is the same as "I Am the God of Medicine", but the disease and drugs will be replaced by Stephen Muscular Dystrophy and Phentermine!"
This female reporter from Longjing Daily finally revealed her true purpose in front of everyone.
The entire auditorium of the medical insurance center suddenly fell silent.
And after saying this, Zuo Wenli and her assistant pushing the wheelchair both bent at ninety degrees.
Hong Liu, who was in a wheelchair, also lowered his head.
Zuo Wenli only bent down for a few seconds, then straightened up again, with a sneer of successful conspiracy deep in her eyes.
"Director Shen Mu, Director Ding also said just now that as long as someone can make a movie as influential as "I Am the God of Medicine", then their medical insurance center will do something special!"
Zuo Wenli's eyes turned to Ding Qiusheng again, she first said something, and then asked: "Director Ding, am I remembering correctly?"
Ding Qiusheng said nothing with a sullen face. He found that all his years of experience had been tricked by a female reporter.
The other party is really very well prepared.
"Director Shen Mu, if you direct it yourself, there should be no problem in making another movie with the same quality as "I Am the God of Medicine", right?"
After asking Ding Qiusheng, Zuo Wenli threw the question to Shen Mu. This was simply using Shen Mu's own spear to attack his own shield.
Since you, Shen Mu, can make a masterpiece like "I Am the God of Medicine", wouldn't it be a piece of cake to make another movie of the same type and with the same quality?
And if you, Shen Mu, can't make movies of the same quality, or if your new movie doesn't have the influence of "I Am the God of Medicine," then you are not capable.
There may even be some hidden tricks in this movie.
(ps: The symptoms and drugs in this article, including the names of the institutions, are fictitious. Any similarities are purely coincidental and should not be substituted into the real world. Thank you!)