After hearing what Ye Wutian said, the hospital immediately realized that a reporter was secretly filming, so they immediately looked at the young people Ye Wutian was pointing to.
"What did you say? What about secret filming? I don't understand." said a tall, thin young man on the other side.
"Blood Sakura." Ye Wutian shouted, and the next second, everyone heard a "swipe" sound, and then saw an extra knife on the other person's neck, a samurai sword that exuded a cold light.
"Bang!"
Seeing that there was a samurai sword on his neck, the other party was so frightened that the handbag originally held in his arm also fell to the ground, his legs were shaking uncontrollably, and his face was frighteningly pale.
The sudden attack of the katana almost made the opponent pee his pants in shock.
Wei Junzhi was quick and immediately bent down to pick up the handbag and handed it to Ye Wutian.
Ye Wutian took the handbag and opened the zipper. After a while, he took out a small working camera from inside.
When the others took a look, it turned out that they were secretly filming. Ye Wutian didn't tell any lies. Everything was true.
"Are you reporters?" The vice president realized that the matter was not simple. How did these reporters know that something happened in the hospital? What's the ulterior purpose in this?
"Say it quickly." Ye Wutian roared.
The other party quickly shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm a reporter from Huancheng TV."
"Who asked you to come? Also, how did you know something happened here?" Ye Wutian asked the second question.
Under the threat of the samurai sword, the other party didn't dare to do anything. The only thing he could do was to tell everything honestly, "We don't know who it is, but we just received a call saying that someone was going to cause trouble here."
Ye Wutian frowned. What he needed to figure out was whether these reporters were coming for him or the hospital.
His intuition told him that these people were coming for him!
After waving towards Xue Ying, the katana disappeared instantly and disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared. There was no Blood Ying around at all. Who is Xue Ying? Isn't it a human?
Although it was broad daylight, everyone's scalps couldn't help but feel numb as they thought about it.
"You are reporters. If you want to take pictures, just do so. You have this right, and I will not stop you. Do you understand?" Ye Wutian said.
The other party nodded wildly and kept looking left and right from time to time, fearing that the thing called Blood Cherry would suddenly appear again.
"Are you still going to take pictures now?" Ye Wutian secretly laughed, because what he did just now frightened the three reporters.
The other party was shaking their heads wildly now and wouldn't shoot, even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't even shoot.
"Then what are you going to do now?" Ye Wutian asked after returning the shooting equipment to the other party.
"Delete...delete, I'll delete it right away." As he said that, the other party deleted what he had just recorded with his trembling hands.
"What about you? Do you want to continue filming?" Ye Wutian looked at the other two reporters.
The two men also took out their shooting equipment at almost the same time and deleted the content they had just taken.
Seeing the reporter deleting the content, Ye Wutian did not forget to say one last sentence: "It's you who don't want to film, but it's not us who are threatening you, is that right?"
"Yes, that's right." A reporter replied. At the same time, he thought to himself, just kidding, you put a knife on someone's neck, do we have any other choice? There is no other choice at all. I won't cooperate with you.
Ye Wutian, who can guarantee whether that elusive samurai sword will appear again?
"Actually, it's okay. You can take pictures." Ye Wutian smiled and patted the arm of the reporter in front of him, showing the expression of a superior caring for his subordinates.
The three reporters ignored Ye Wutian's words. They looked at each other and turned around and ran away as fast as they could. When the katana came out earlier, they could feel a breath, and that strange breath filled their bodies.
The discomfort, perhaps, was the murderous intent described in the novel, and their intuition told them that the knife had definitely seen human blood.
Ye Wutian ignored the three reporters who fled after hearing the news, and once again focused his attention on the family members of the deceased, "Which way do you want to use to solve the problem now? It's up to you to choose."
"You...why do you beat people?" The scene just now shocked many people, including the families of the deceased.
"Yes, why do you beat someone?" Another family member of the deceased asked, looking very angry.
"That's a good question, why do you hit people?" Ye Wutian responded unceremoniously, "Doesn't it feel uncomfortable to be beaten? You don't have such thoughts when you hit others. You can only feel it after being beaten.
Also, now that the reporter is gone, what are you going to do? Do you want me to help you find a few more?"
This question made the other party blush, "What... what reporter? I don't know what you said."
Ye Wutian sneered, the other party's acting skills were really not that good, but they were bad enough. He had absolutely reason to believe that the families of the deceased had known that reporters were following them from the beginning.
"Everyone, no one wants this kind of thing to happen. Let's go sit down and talk in the conference room. What do you think?" the vice president suggested again.
This time, those people did not object. They were probably restrained by Ye Wutian's methods and worried about the samurai sword.
After bringing the family members of the deceased to the conference room, Dean Li also came. He also understood the general details of the matter. After scanning several family members of the deceased, he said: "Everyone, on behalf of the hospital, I would like to apologize to you for what happened today. Please
Don’t worry, everyone, as long as it is the responsibility of our hospital, we will not evade responsibility and deal with it how we should handle it."
"How can we trust you? You won't have the final say in the outcome then? It's obviously your responsibility, but you can also say it's not your responsibility."
Dean Li thought for a while and said: "This is easy to handle. If you don't believe us, you can also ask a third-party agency to conduct verification and inspection."
The hospital had already spoken up to this point, and the family members of the deceased could not say anything more. They could only express their acquiescence in silence, and there was no other way.
"Isn't this good in the beginning? Why make a fuss? What's the fuss for? Do you think that if there is a fuss, the hospital will be afraid and feel guilty?" Ye Wutian said.
"You must apologize to me." Thinking that he had been slapped twice for no reason just now, the son of the deceased was unwilling to accept it.
Ye Wutian asked: "Have you apologized?"
The other party was asked and knew what Ye Wutian meant. Wei Junzhi happened to come in from the outside at this time. Ye Wutian ordered him to get the medicine residue, but now Wei Junzhi's face was not good-looking, which made Ye Wutian's heart sink. Could it be that something happened?
Accident?
Wei Junzhi, who walked to Ye Wutian, whispered to Ye Wutian: "Consultant Ye, those medicine residues are gone."
When Ye Wutian heard this, it turned out to be true: "What's going on? Didn't you just say you were still there?"
Wei Junzhi was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, "Yes, he was there just now, but he disappeared when I went back."
Ye Wutian was silent. Is it such a coincidence? How long did it take before he disappeared so quickly?
After much deliberation, there is only one explanation. The medicine dregs must have been taken away. Who would have taken the medicine dregs?
Things seem to be getting more and more interesting!
"Forget it, if you don't see it, just see it." Ye Wutian didn't blame Wei Junzhi. Even if he found the dregs of the medicine, he might not be able to find anything out of it. He believed that there was nothing wrong with his prescription.
"I'm sorry." Wei Junzhi would be so regretful that his intestines would turn blue. Before Consultant Ye came to the hospital, the dregs of the medicine were still there. He should have taken the dregs at that time, and nothing would have happened? Now he regrets it.
It's already too late.
"It's okay, don't take it personally." Ye Wutian comforted.
The more this happened, the more uneasy Wei Junzhi became. He kept scolding himself for being stupid. How could he make such a mistake?
It was already an hour before the families of the deceased were sent away. Ye Wutian, who was sitting in the conference room, rubbed his forehead. This incident was so disturbing that it gave him a headache.
In the end, the family of the deceased agreed to the hospital's proposal and asked a third agency to determine the cause of death. After signing a series of agreements, the hospital asked them to go back and wait for news.
"Consultant Ye, what do you think about this matter?" Dean Li asked.
"Dean Li, I suspect someone is trying to take advantage of this to mess with me."
Dean Li also thought so, but no matter what, the cause of death of the deceased must be found out, otherwise the matter cannot be explained, and others cannot believe it just based on one side of the story.
"Don't worry, I will not evade responsibility for this matter. I will definitely take responsibility for the responsibilities that belong to me." Ye Wutian said again.
Dean Li chuckled: "Consultant Ye, that's not what I meant. If we don't find out the reason, it will be difficult for us to explain."
Ye Wutian responded: "Well, I'll go to the scene and have a look."
Under the leadership of Wei Junzhi, Ye Wutian went to the scene of the incident. The body of the deceased had been removed, leaving only an empty bed.
Ye Wutian looked at everything in the room carefully, but there was nothing interesting to see. There was only one bed left in the room. What could he see?
"Consultant Ye, can I ask you a question?" Wei Junzhi asked.
Ye Wutian turned to look at Wei Junzhi and said, "Ask."
"You suspect someone is trying to deal with you. Do you have a target for your suspicion?"
"No, I have many enemies. For a while, I really don't know who might want to harm me." Ye Wutian said while checking and answering.
He looked around and found nothing strange, let alone any valuable clues. Just when Ye Wutian wanted to give up and leave, he suddenly found a ball of paper exposed from a gap in the bed frame on the right side of the bed.
If you don't look carefully, it's hard to tell what it is.
Out of curiosity, he took out the paper ball and opened it. After a while, Ye Wutian suddenly raised his head and asked Wei Junzhi, "What was the name of the deceased?"
"Chen Hong." Wei Junzhi replied smoothly.
After getting Wei Junzhi's answer, Ye Wutian grinned. The guy smiled very happily. He thought of a sentence, if the skynet is strong, the evidence will always be found.
So what if those people behind the scenes racked their brains to plot against him? So what if they took away the drug residue? So what if they secretly informed reporters? Everything is just a paper tiger, all false.
He handed the paper in his hand to Wei Junzhi and said at the same time: "Notify Dean Li and also notify the family of the deceased."
Wei Junzhi, who took the paper, quickly understood why Ye Wutian was laughing. It turned out to be like this. There is no perfect path for everyone.
Wei Junzhi, who was extremely excited, handed the paper back to Ye Wutian and rushed out of the door. With this piece of paper, his mistake just now can be ignored. (To be continued)