The corridor was also very quiet, but in front of a ward door, there were people standing with cameras and photography equipment, all with blue badges hanging on their chests.
Among them was a foreigner with blue eyes and a high nose, which surprised Zhang Yang even more, and he began to wonder what kind of big shot this patient was.
After seeing Principal Guo, they immediately rushed over here, and the situation seemed a bit chaotic for a while.
"Principal Guo, I am Meng Wanting, a reporter from Donghai Morning News. I would like to ask what is the cause of Steve's sudden serious illness?"
A thin girl with a delicate face, wearing big black-rimmed glasses and holding a device similar to a voice recorder in her hand, ran over first and asked.
Zhang Yang took a closer look and found that she was only about 1.6 meters tall. Her petite figure was able to rush over first among tall people, which was enough to show her dedication.
"Yes, Principal Guo, Mr. Steve, as the chairman of Donghai's largest foreign investment project, encountered such a difficult disease just three days after arriving, will it have a negative impact on Donghai City's investment attraction?"
Before Meng Wanting could stand still, and she certainly had not received a reply from Principal Guo, a group of reporters from behind had already swarmed up and immediately engulfed her petite body.
"Could this condition be related to the speculation that someone deliberately poisoned the patient?"
"If Mr. Steve cannot be cured and an accident occurs, will China's medical technology be questioned internationally?"
"Other hospitals use advanced medical equipment and are unable to do anything about this disease. But you have controlled the disease last time. Everyone thinks that traditional Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine. But this time there is such a big recurrence. Will everyone be disappointed in traditional Chinese medicine again?"
The reporters asked questions all at once, and the scene was so chaotic that the three of them could hardly move.
Principal Guo kept his lips tightly closed, with no expression on his face. He knew in his heart that any words he said now might become headlines in major media tomorrow.
"You guys, please get out of the way and your condition is delayed. Which of you can bear this responsibility?"
Xiao Yang walked in front, obviously used to such a scene. He kept pushing the reporters in front of him and shouted loudly.
"We have freedom of the press, and as the vice president, we also have the obligation to accept interviews." A reporter shouted dissatisfied.
"Yes, when such a big thing happens, the news media has the right to be the first to know about the progress of the disease."
"Now foreign countries are paying attention to this matter, and we have the right to let them know whether the current traditional Chinese medicine medical technology can solve Mr. Steve's illness this time."
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Xiao Yang was helpless and stopped talking. He could only desperately protect Principal Guo and squeeze towards the door of the ward.
Principal Guo, on the other hand, had a downcast look on his face and his brows were knitted tightly together. This posture was enough to show the pressure he was carrying.
"What a lousy news media. I think they are deliberately delaying treatment so that if the patient dies, there will be one more major news item."
Zhang Yang suddenly cursed loudly, everyone was stunned, and the chaotic and noisy scene immediately became quiet.
He has already seen the urgency of the matter, and being surrounded by these reporters and having to walk for half an hour to cover a distance of tens of meters will definitely delay the treatment time.
"What do you mean, news gathering is our job?"
"Yes, you are slandering me."
"Who the hell are you? We're going to sue you for defamation."
After a moment of silence, reporters began to express their dissatisfaction and anger, pointing the finger directly at Zhang Yang.
"Zhang Yang, don't talk nonsense." Principal Guo turned his head and scolded him anxiously.
Although he knew that Zhang Yang had good intentions, once he was caught by these news media who like to stir up trouble, he would definitely publicize it tomorrow.
"Am I wrong? You are not the principal now, you are just a doctor who must seize the time to save people."
Zhang Yang spoke loudly, obviously deliberately letting all reporters hear, and continued: "And these people, in order to find some news clues, completely ignore the life and death of the patients in the ward. Everyone knows that time is life, what does these people have to do with murder?
the difference?"
His words obviously had an effect. Although the reporters had anger and dissatisfaction on their faces, they all moved to both sides, and only Meng Wanting, who ran over first, was left in front.
"Principal Guo, can you..." Meng Wanting wanted to ask something more.
"Get out of the way." Zhang Yang shouted, and Meng Wanting's petite body trembled and she hurriedly hid aside.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but take another look at the girl, and actually felt a trace of pity.
He was not targeting Meng Wanting intentionally, but was using her to scare the reporters around him.
Originally, in his mind, reporters were a very glamorous profession, but through the girl in front of him, he understood that it seemed that being a reporter was not easy either.
There is only one large hospital bed in the huge ward. No wonder it is called a special ward. There is a TV, air conditioner, and even a refrigerator. The green bonsai is more like a comfortable home environment.
Rich people are fucking different, Zhang Yang cursed secretly in his heart.
Several foreigners were standing there anxiously, saying something in bird language that Zhang Yang couldn't understand.
In front of the hospital bed, a doctor in his fifties with gray hair was looking at the patient on the bed at a loss.
When they saw Principal Guo and three others entering the ward, they immediately surrounded them like reporters outside.
"Principal Guo, can our chairman's illness be cured?" a foreigner asked, speaking not fluently in Chinese.
"Yes, if not, we will quickly dispatch medical experts from our country to come over for treatment."
"We are very disappointed with the medical equipment provided by Huaxia. We have contacted a special plane to quickly send our chairman back to China for medical treatment. I just hope you can ensure that our chairman does not have any accidents along the way."
Zhang Yang listened to the foreigner's chirping for a long time before he understood that these were the patients' subordinates. He was just worried that the leader would die here, and he thought that he was looking down on the medical technology of China.
Besides, who can guarantee this condition? If he really dies, he will be legally responsible.
"Principal Guo, the patient's condition suddenly relapsed at noon."
The old doctor in front of the hospital bed came over and whispered to Principal Guo.
The old doctor was in his sixties, with deep wrinkles on his forehead and a tired look on his face. It was obvious that he had not rested for a long time.
"Lao Wang, don't worry, go back and take a rest first." Principal Guo comforted.
"How can I not worry about a patient like this? Alas, in all my years of practicing medicine, this is the first time I have encountered such a strange disease. It is more serious than the last time. I have been in coma twice."
"So serious? Are the symptoms the same as last time?"
Principal Guo ignored the chattering foreigners, frowned and walked to the hospital bed, reaching out to pick up the patient's wrist to check the pulse.
"Well, the fever persists, but the body is cold." The doctor was obviously describing the patient's symptoms.
Zhang Yang looked at the foreigner on the hospital bed. He was in his fifties, his beard looked a bit slovenly, his eyes were sunken, his face was as pale as paper, and his teeth were chattering. He was obviously suffering from illness.
Although it was early autumn, the weather was not cold, not to mention it was still noon, but he was covered with a thick quilt and his body was still shivering.
"The pulse is chaotic and very weak."
Principal Guo's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he continued to mutter to himself: "Impossible. The cold and cold air has obviously been removed, so how can it happen again?"
When Zhang Yang heard what he said, he looked at the patient's wrist and was immediately shocked. The exposed palms and arms seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
"Yin Snake Gu." He suddenly remembered the doctor's description just now. He had a high fever and his body was cold. He couldn't help but secretly shout in his heart.
In order to prove his judgment, he suddenly lifted the quilt covering the patient's body.
The so-called Yin snake voodoo is actually the most common voodoo among the Miao cultivators. It can even be said to be an introductory skill for those who learn voodoo.
Poisonous snakes can be found everywhere in Miao territory, and they are also the cheapest and most convenient material for making poison.
Snakes are most afraid of cold, so they caught the snake and froze it completely, then put it into a container with a small diameter and a thick jar, crushed the venomous snake into pieces, and sealed the lid.
The soul of the snake cannot escape and turns into a vicious curse. After 7749 days, the bewitcher will take it out and apply it on small sharp objects, such as thorny vegetation.
If someone accidentally pierces the body, the curse will attach to that person's body and turn into a poisonous poison.
However, this kind of voodoo is very simple, and is just used by voodoo practitioners to experiment with voodoo techniques.
Therefore, it is not aimed at enemies, but more likely because someone was unlucky and happened by chance. After all, there are many people in Miao territory who can solve this kind of poison.
But except for Miao Jiang, everyone knows nothing about this kind of poison, so it is regarded as a difficult disease. The patient in front of me is obviously in the same situation.
"What are you doing? Get out of here." Several foreigners nearby saw the slightly shabby Zhang Yang suddenly making a move. They surrounded him in surprise and pushed him away.
"I see it's such a hot day and he's still covering himself with the quilt. Isn't he afraid of getting heat rash?"
Zhang Yang confirmed his thoughts after just one glance. He stumbled deliberately and spoke with an innocent expression.
The frost on the patient's exposed calf was even more severe, even to the point of turning pale, as if the whole leg was frozen, which was obviously where the poison had struck.
The reaction of the other party was within his expectation. After all, for such an important person, he was surprised that he did not have bodyguards. Of course, several of his subordinates would not let him touch him at will.
And he suddenly wanted to see how Principal Guo saved this patient. He thought that he actually knew about Qingyun Temple. If he had anything to do with our sect, he would be able to figure it out just by looking at his skills.
Thinking of this, he deliberately hid his skills, otherwise, just by relying on these foreigners, he could make them fall to the ground crying for father and mother in an instant.
"Don't get me wrong, he is my student." Principal Guo explained hurriedly, turning to Zhang Yang and said: "Just watch from the sidelines and don't move."
Principal Guo's words were full of accusations, and Zhang Yang knew in his heart that if it weren't for Academician He's face, he would have been angry by now.
"Can we cure our chairman?"
Although the other party no longer made things difficult for Zhang Yang, his words suddenly increased a lot to show his inner dissatisfaction. (To be continued)