TCM in New York

Chapter 158
A group of reporters, chaotic, refused to leave despite Ding Changsheng's persuasion or threats.

Make the most of non-violent non-cooperation.

Seeing that the reporter was not cooperating, Ding Changsheng didn't say anything else, and turned around and went back to the Changsheng Hall.

Seeing Ding Changsheng enter the room, a group of reporters cheered triumphantly.

They have seen this kind of scene a lot. Anyway, they don't make noise or swear, they just ask you to interview you with a kind attitude.

You can refuse the interview, and I also have the right to interview.

You refuse, I continue to request an interview.

Grind, see who grinds whom.

So many big stars, and those rich people, they are not afraid, but are they afraid of the owner of a small clinic like Ding Changsheng?

Ding Changsheng entered the Longevity Hall, and a group of reporters also rushed into the Longevity Hall.

Ding Changsheng ignored them, picked up his cell phone, called Smith, and asked him to come and deal with it.

Not for Smith to deal with these reporters, just for Smith to come and fix the evidence.

As for these reporters, they disrupted the order of the Changsheng Hall, making it impossible for him to receive patients and treat them.

This Ding Changsheng is not in a hurry at all, the ones who are anxious should be those patients who come to see the doctor.

Ding Changsheng, Lin Chaosheng and others went upstairs to rest, while he sat leisurely at the counter, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone.

Many patients who came to see the doctor after reading the news reports, as well as patients from other streets in Chinatown, became anxious.

After finally finding out that there is a clinic that can treat them for free, they ran all the way here, but they were blocked by a group of reporters, unable to enter the Longevity Hall or see a doctor.

After a while, I heard a commotion outside.

Someone was yelling at the reporter.

Someone is pushing in.

"Doctor Ding, can my prostate be cured? It has tortured me to death." Finally, someone squeezed to the front of the counter and asked Ding Changsheng.

"It can be cured, but I'm sorry! It's such a mess, I can't treat you with peace of mind! Please come back another day!" Ding Changsheng said apologetically.

"Fuck, this bunch of stinky shit! What the hell will add to the chaos!" The patient became anxious when he heard that he would not be seen by the doctor, and cursed.

This is an old man in his 50s, with dragons and phoenixes painted on his body, and a pair of big flower arms. It can be seen that when he was young, he was not a good person.

I am getting older and living a bit down and down, but my temper is still not very good.

Turning around and pointing at the reporter, he cursed.

Chinese and English are mixed together, and those who scold are called a slippery one.

"Doctor Ding, my whole body is swollen, can you show me?"

"I'm sorry! There's really no way to see you in such a mess! Why don't you come over another day?" Ding Changsheng still said politely.

"I rubbed your sister's..." This one, too, turned to face the reporter with a series of curses in both Chinese and English.

Ding Changsheng didn't care, he sat on the chair, drinking tea leisurely.

Scold it, make trouble, hit it, smash it!
Those patients can escape, but this group of reporters cannot escape.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and more violent conflicts were about to break out, Ding Changsheng picked up his cell phone calmly and called the police.

On Ding Changsheng's side, just after the phone call, an impulsive patient picked up the chair in the hall for the patient to rest and threw it at the reporter.

Not willing to be beaten passively, some reporters began to fight back.

In an instant, the hall of Changsheng Hall became a battlefield for gang fights.

Ding Changsheng looked at everything in front of him with a smile on his face.

He shouted anxiously: "Don't hit me, don't hit me! If you hit me again, I won't give you free medical treatment in the future!"

"Stop calling, my counter!"

"Oh! Don't call me, this is a clinic, a place to see a doctor!"

"You guys want to call, go out and call! Don't interfere with my treatment of patients!"

Ding Changsheng yelled loudly not to fight, but secretly thought: fight, fight!Hit hard!

Looking to redecorate it!

The fighting became more and more intense, even the counter in front of Ding Changsheng was smashed, and the donation box was pushed over.

The money inside was also robbed.

Ding Changsheng didn't care at all, anyway, there wasn't much money in the donation box, just thousands of dollars in change.

Those coins are all bait, bait specially left behind to attract donations from patients who came to see the doctor.

Checks and large bills are put away after get off work every night.

After fighting for a while, finally two gunshots sounded outside.

In an instant, the people who were fighting together just now fell silent.

They weren't real thugs, they just got a little overwhelmed for a while, and they started fighting for some reason.

The fighting became more and more chaotic, and I didn't know who was hitting whom.

The patient hit the reporter, and the reporter fought back.

The patient hit the patient. There was a conflict before, and he just took the opportunity to take revenge.

The reporter hit the reporter, making you always snatch my news, so why don't you hurry up and kick me if you have the opportunity this time.

Anyway, it was a melee.

While calling for backup, the police drew out their guns and fired warning shots.

Even so, seeing that the situation was under control, the police did not rush inside. They just stood at the door and shouted loudly, "Everyone, put your heads in your hands and lie on the ground!"

"Put your hands where I can see them!"

Ding Changsheng honestly squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

This is an experienced cop who never gets into the middle of a conflict until the scene is completely under control.

Because, if one is not careful, the police may be in danger when conflicts break out again.

It may become the target of common attacks by both parties in the conflict.

This is definitely not a paranoia of being destroyed, but something that actually happened, and it is an experience that the police have exchanged for their lives.

Of course, those reporters are also very experienced. At this time, the nerves of the police are tense and they cannot be provoked.

The best way is to follow the police's request honestly.

In case, a certain action stimulates the tense nerves of the police, I will shoot you.

There is nowhere to cry.

At this time, these reporters have already begun to regret that they are here to interview.

Why did they start calling before the interview started?

If it's a fight with the boss of Changshengtang, that's okay.

Regardless of the disadvantages and advantages, at least there are news topics.

They can use the advantages of the media to criticize Changshengtang wantonly, sue the boss of Changshengtang, and make Changshengtang close down.

However, now that he is fighting with a patient, it doesn't make sense!

Looking at the smashed Changshengtang, all the reporters couldn't help frowning.

No, because of guilt.

Instead, I thought of the follow-up compensation issue.

They had a conflict in the Longevity Hall, and they fought and smashed the Longevity Hall. Do they want compensation?
Thinking about it, I feel distressed for my pocket.

I don't know if the newspaper/television station/media company will reimburse the compensation.

(End of this chapter)