The doctor's hands cover the sky, and the male gods can't stand high

Chapter 160 Cheng Ziqian Was Kidnapped
Regardless of his usually stable appearance, when facing this kind of gangster, the aura exuded from him is no worse than that of Mo Qingxuan Jianxuan and the others.

"What's the matter, can't we tie you up by ourselves? The brothers are short of money recently, and I want to ask you to get some money to spend."

The man stood still in front of Cheng Ziqian, frowning with dissatisfaction.

Obviously he was looking down on Cheng Ziqian, but Cheng Ziqian's lofty eyes gave a feeling that he was being looked down upon, and an irresistible illusion arose in his heart inexplicably.

"There is no such house near City A. Is it worth running so far for a simple kidnapping? Judging by the style of this house, I'm afraid it's already out of City A?"

Cheng Ziqian wasn't hysterical, nor was he threatening. He knew in his heart that this kind of bastard was fearless, and kidnapped him from the door of his own house. How could he not know his identity?

Immediately after he got into the car, the person hiding in the back seat covered his mouth and nose from behind, and before he had time to struggle, he passed out.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a temporary idea, it should be premeditated for a long time.

Speaking of which, it shouldn't be an accident that his car was scratched yesterday.

Thinking about it carefully, the car hit me at that time. If it wasn't for my speed, it wouldn't be such a small problem as scratching, and the whole car's butt would probably be destroyed.

"As expected of the president of a big company, the analysis is clear and logical."

The little ruffian clapped his hands, and boasted a few words without sincerity on his face.

"Then tell me, what kind of place is this place?"

Cheng Ziqian frowned, and didn't try to guess. He was familiar with the architectural styles of various places, but it didn't mean he was also familiar with this kind of dwellings.

This place has obviously been abandoned for a long time, and two brick houses have collapsed, obviously just a temporary den.

In addition, the residential houses are not much different. The houses of that era were almost like this, and the sundries in the houses were removed. Could he still see the place of manufacture from the brick walls?
Cheng Ziqian didn't speak, but the little ruffian felt that he was being despised.

Although Cheng Ziqian didn't provoke him with contemptuous eyes, he felt that he was disdainful to talk to him.

"Er Maozi, come out and admire the demeanor of the young master."

The little ruffian pinched Cheng Ziqian's chin, and spit thick phlegm on the ground beside him, with a fierce face.

Cheng Ziqian frowned in disgust, turned his head to avoid his chin from his hand, and looked at him coldly.

Cheng Ziqian's eyes were still somewhat intimidating, and the little ruffian felt terrified when he saw him, and he didn't dare to move anymore, he just straightened up and took two steps back.

"What's the noise? Let people sleep?"

A young man dressed similarly to a little ruffian came out of a brick house, without shoes on his feet, he just stepped on the back part of his heels to wear as slippers, and the neck ornaments were also behind him, Look messy and sloppy.

"He's already awake, do you think we should call that man?"

Seeing Er Maozi, the little ruffian stepped on the black ash all over the ground and walked over, leaving Cheng Ziqian behind.

Er Maozi's expression changed, and he gave the little ruffian a hard look.

The little ruffian was glared at by Er Maozi, embarrassment flashed across his face, he turned and went into the house.

"Incompetent bungler!"

Er Maozi looked at his back and cursed secretly, then turned to look at Cheng Ziqian and said.

"Since you have heard it, please stay here for a few days and don't make it difficult for our brother, and we will naturally not make it difficult for you."

"How can it be considered difficult? There is no shelter from the wind or rain here, just let me sit on the muddy ground for a few days, can I go back alive?"

Cheng Ziqian sneered, and he could see clearly that this Ermaozi was a sensible person, and he was a bit more ruthless than that Ermaozi.

"You are a big man, you are not so delicate." Er Maozi said no, turned around and was about to enter the house.

After Jiang Luan and the others arrived at the hospital, Mo Jinxiu greeted them, but Mo Qingxuan was not seen.

"Where is Ah Xuan?"

Chu Huan looked behind Mo Jinxiu, but Mo Qingxuan did not follow.

"The family members are making trouble. I don't know who contacted the reporter. They are all gathered outside the meeting room, and Ah Xuan can't get out."

Mo Jinxiu rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his face full of exhaustion.

Reporters usually don't dare to provoke the Mo family, but once there is news, they will pounce on it like a fly smelling fishy.

But at this time, they were full of blood and did not dare to suppress it strongly, otherwise it would be of no benefit to Jing'an Hospital.

"Uncle Mo, can we check the surveillance?"

Jiang Luan walked over with a tense expression on his face.

Before Jiang Lu said that Shi Mingyang had done similar things, she didn't refute, because she also had a little memory in her mind.

But the strange thing is that she doesn't remember that Shi Mingyang did this. If he did such a thing, how could she be so active in helping him escape the crime and evade legal responsibility?

Ever since Shi Mingyang was injured, everyone's attitudes were strange. Before that, she always felt that Mo Qingxuan was playing tricks, and everyone could not accept that she was not with Mo Qingxuan, so they objected to her being with Shi Mingyang.

Even what Wu Miaoke said to her, she thought that Wu Miaoke liked Shi Mingyang, and she said those words out of jealousy.

However, Shi Mingyang's dream talk last night made her suddenly not so sure.

His words were like a fuse, instantly igniting the doubts that everyone had buried in her heart before.

Mo Jinxiu nodded and led them upstairs. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Jiang Luan saw a large group of reporters with cameras, microphones, and mobile phones.

Seeing Mo Jinxiu bringing a group of people over, the reporters immediately turned around and asked them questions.

"Hi Dean Mo, do you have any explanation for what happened this time?"

"Surveillance shows that the eldest son beat the patient to death because the patient threw a jade pendant. Does your hospital have anything to say about this?"

"Hello, has the eldest son ever beaten a patient before?"

Mo Jinxiu had a headache from the noise, and he didn't reach out to cover the flashlight, but smiled decently and said,

"Excuse me, please. We will give a reasonable explanation for this matter later. But now the patient's family members are not feeling well. When the matter is resolved, Jing'an Hospital will hold a press conference to explain to the media."

"How does Jing'an Hospital plan to solve it? Privately spend money to silence the family members and admit that this is a medical malpractice?"

A male reporter who was closer to the door of the meeting room squeezed desperately, the microphone in his hand passed through the gap in the crowd, his eyes were sharp, and his words were even sharper.

Mo Jinxiu frowned, looked at him and said seriously: "We believe that these are the duties of the police. As a reporter, you should not throw dirty water on people based on subjective speculation. Which reporter are you from? We will reserve the right to sue you! "

Although Mo Jinxiu was over 50 years old, when he was serious, he had the same aura as Mo Qingxuan. His cold eyes and domineering aura made the reporter flinch involuntarily.

"The reporter's responsibility is to restore the truth and let the public see the truth, instead of waiting for excuses made up after the fact!"

The reporter was afraid, but he didn't back down. After asking this sentence, he hid behind the crowd.

He couldn't bear the anger of the Mo family, but he was unwilling to let him leave like this.

The value of news lies in its newness. First-hand news is very important. Waiting for Jing'an Hospital to launch a press conference, the heat of this matter will pass, and there must not be as many people who pay attention to it now.

"Yes! We hope to give the general public the truth, not just fabricated excuses! Dean Mo, we need your explanation about the patient being beaten."

"The responsibility of a doctor is to save lives and heal the wounded, but the eldest son did such a thing. We think the hospital should give a reasonable explanation!"

"During the operation last time, the eldest son used a scalpel to cut open the patient's artery, resulting in the patient's death. Although the police later proved that the medical accident was caused by the evil spirit possessing the patient, the theory of ghosts and gods is not credible. Is it because the police are afraid of the Mohism forces? , cooperating with the Mohists, what benefits did they receive to find such absurd excuses."

"What happened last time, was it really because of evil spirits or the eldest son has a sick mentality of killing patients?"

The reporter's questioning became more and more sharp, and it gradually reached the level of the last incident, but no one mentioned the incident this time.

Mo Jinxiu's face was solemn, and his eyes glanced coldly at every reporter in front of him.

The reporters were swept away by his eyes, and felt chills and panicked, and gradually quieted down. The noisy and chaotic corridor just now was a little strangely quiet.

"About the last accident, Ah Xuan and the police representatives have explained it at the press conference, and I think it has been resolved. If anyone thinks that there is some ulterior transaction in the process, they can file a complaint. However, you are doing nothing without evidence. If you speak, you must be prepared to be sued in court!"

The slick smile on Mo Jinxiu's face has completely disappeared, replaced by ice-cold eyes that scratched everyone.

"Yan Liang, if another reporter makes a false accusation against Jing'an Hospital, write down which media it belongs to. Rumors about my Jing'an Hospital cannot be fabricated casually!"

Mo Jinxiu went into a rage, and the reporters didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. The scene was silent for a while, except for occasional flash lights, which took pictures of Mo Jinxiu's angry face, and the people behind him with the same hatred and ugly faces.

I don't know how they will arrange it after they go back, but what is certain is that no one dares to write blogger's eyeballs.

The Mo family can't stop the people talking, and they can't interfere with their release of news about the Mo family, but it's not something they can afford.

Mo Jinxiu walked forward, and when he passed by, the reporters voluntarily moved out of the way, not daring to surround and clamor anymore.

Jiang Luan, Chu Huan, Bai Ge, Mo Qingran, Su Lin, and Jiang Lu followed behind.

At this moment, the elevator "ding" sounded, the elevator door opened, and everyone's eyes were focused on the elevator door.

Jiang Lu, who was walking behind, called out first: "Brother Mohan?"

Chu Huan and the others who were walking in front heard the voice and looked back.

"Come in and talk."

Mo Han didn't like to be surrounded by people. Seeing so many people, he frowned and reminded everyone to leave quickly.

(End of this chapter)