Classic Novel
Chapter 229: There's a reporter
Chapter 229: There's a reporter
Xixi, you can't do anything! It's dad who misunderstood you.
You are always kind.
How can you expect Yanyan to die! The nurse had already pushed the stretcher truck over.
Several nurses carefully lifted Lin Xi up and put him on the truck.
The doctor himself pushed the truck and walked quickly towards the door.
"Excuse me, please.
The patient has to go to the emergency room."
The nurse is ahead.
Please drive the people in the way.
As soon as the car was pushed to the door, it was surrounded by a group of reporters.
They shot at nurses, doctors and Lin Xi, who was in a coma on the cart.
This kind of time, surprise to surprise, but where the doctor can also take care of questioning why
reporters come in.
"Excuse me.
The patient needs first aid."
Housekeeper Lin originally went out with Lin Xi’s cart.
Seeing this, he hurried back to the ward and gave a notice.
"Reporter?"
Lin Zhenshan was shocked, "how can there be a reporter?"
Housekeeper Lin also had a blank face.
"I don't know.
Now the network is so developed, which onlooker may have made a microblog or something!"
The doctor and the nurse had already left.
Housekeeper Lin said, "Sir, I have to go and watch the elder lady.
I'll let you know what's going on."
"Go Lin Zhenshan said.
Lin housekeeper left, Zhao Hui looked at Lin Zhenshan, she is also flustered, "Zhenshan, now how to
do?"
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What should Lin Yan do? Her wrist is bleeding all the time.
If it goes on like this, she will lose too much blood and die.
Lin Yan's face is as pale as paper now, her eyes are dim.
She leans on Zhao Hui's shoulder, her voice is like a thread, "Mom, help me..."
Unfortunately, her voice is too small for Zhao Hui to hear clearly.
"Yan Yan, what are you talking about? Don't sleep, Yanyan She closed her eyes as if she had fainted.
It doesn't look like it's made up.
Lin Zhenshan eyebrows a horizontal, but also no way, can't look at her so really no matter.
He pulled the sheet over Lin Yan, covered her face, picked her up and walked out quickly.
Just out of the door of the ward, was blocked by a reporter.
The camera crackled and the microphone came.
"Excuse me, Mr. Lin, are you holding the second miss of the Lin family?"
"Is it true that Miss Lin Er committed suicide?"
"May! ask the second young lady why she wanted to commit suicide when she was young?"
"Is Miss Lin's first aid for the second miss? Do the two ladies feel guilty? "
"Excuse me..."
One by one, people can’t cope.