Chapter 1652

All the parties have gone, but the impact of this incident has spread.

A lot of onlookers turned on their mobile phones at that time.

The whole process from Liu Zixia lying on the ground to shouting... Until he took the money and left, was recorded.

They posted it on the Internet, either by sending a circle of friends or by microblogging.

For those who are not Shanghu people, they don't usually watch the news or log on to Shanghu people's forums, so it's just something new to look at.

However, after seeing that Liu Liren was involved in the incident, the local netizens in Shanghai soon connected it with the medical incident a few days ago.

Some good people even made an analysis and published it on the Internet

"At 2:3 p.m. on May 33, in the parking lot of Shanghai Peace Hotel, there was a" porcelain collision "incident, and the protagonist of the incident was Mr. Liu Liren, President of the Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai Medical University..."

This post tells the whole story, and the video content is attached in the middle of the post.

It's just that this video is different from that of other netizens. It's very comprehensive. It started playing before the old man was hit by a car.

It's a bit of a sit down. That old man is really a porcelain bumper!

After that, the netizen began to analyze the incident. At the same time, he contacted those old men and women, holding banners to block the peace hotel and the doctor-patient relationship incident a few days ago

In any case, from the personal point of view, to conduct in-depth analysis!

To tell you the truth, the person who posted this post still had a lot of ideas and writing style. Through this small incident, the current situation of "medical trouble" in China and the bad influence of the Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai Medical University were extended.

Originally, netizens are holding a curious idea, click into the post to have a look.

But when they saw the analysis, they thought it was very reasonable and left a message:

"Ah, President Liu of the Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai Medical University is so kind!"

"Yes, but a person who touched porcelain wrongly sent President Liu 20000 yuan."

"It's porcelain. If you call the police, isn't it fragrant?"

"The old man is getting old. Maybe it's the director Liu who doesn't want the old man in the bureau?"

"It's reasonable, then I can understand the reason why the patient's family members went to the Affiliated Hospital everywhere and didn't go in yet..."

Originally, the Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai Medical University has been making a lot of noise in Shanghai.

A lot of people listened to the patient's family, and they were blacklisted on the Internet.

Now this incident has been exposed. In order to solve the problem of a porcelain bumper, the owner who spends 20000 yuan will not be willing to pay compensation to the patient's family?

From this point, it is not hard to see that it is really a medical trouble with ulterior motives!

Maybe, the content of the hospital affiliated to Shanghai Medical University is the truth!

Before, they were wrong with Dean Liu.

In fact, the effect of the combination of these two things is positive for the Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai Medical University.

After all, this incident has broken many people's minds, that is, the hospital is strong, bullying the vulnerable patients!

This is just nonsense!

If the hospital is really responsible, why not be willing to compensate?

To be honest, the money is not theirs. What can't be taken out?

The only explanation, that is, the statement made by the Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai Medical University, is the fact!

……

Liu's courtyard in Shanghai.

By the time Liu Zixia got home, it was already 3:30.

He wasted a lot of time in the parking lot of Heping hotel. In the parking space at home, Liu Zixia changed his clothes back, took off his make-up, and did something else.

As soon as I entered the door, before I could say hello to my mother, Yueyue rushed out with a group of younger brothers and sisters.

"Daddy Yueyue calls Liu Zixia loudly.

"Ah

Liu Zixia picked up Yueyue, looked at the little guys around him and asked, "what are you playing with?"

"Hee hee, my younger brothers and sisters say they want to play house jumping together."

Yueyue said with a happy smile: "brother Xiaofei said that my grandfather made a place for him to jump the house a few days ago. It's fun!"

Jumping house, also known as jumping plane, is one of the traditional Chinese folk sports games. It is very interesting and entertaining, and is deeply loved by the majority of children.

When Liu Zixia was a child, it was quite common. Many children like to play.

Even in an open space, as long as there is a piece of chalk or a branch, you can draw nine squares of jumping house. It's very simple!

"Well, dad will come and have a look, OK?" Liu Zixia asked.

"Yes, yes!"

Yueyue nodded, then jumped down from Liu Zixia's arms and said to a little boy, "Xiaofei, take us quickly."

"Yes, sister Yueyue."

The little boy nodded and ran straight to the backyard.

The boy's name is Liu Yunfei, the son of Liu Zixia's elder brother, Liu Zichun.

This little guy is 8 years old this year. After 8.1, he will be in the first grade of primary school.

Xiaofei led several people to run straight ahead and came to the backyard in a few minutes.

The backyard, near the rockery on the left, has been built a small platform about 5 meters long, 3 meters wide and 10 centimeters high.

The small platform is paved with cement, and the whole concrete floor is evenly painted with nine palace grids for "jumping house". Each nine palace grid is painted with color, which can be distinguished at a glance.

"Well? It's very creative! "

As soon as Liu Zixia's eyes brightened, he thought that the nine palace grid was very beautiful.

"Wow, how beautiful!" Yueyue looks at this small platform, her eyes are shining.

"Hey, hey, this is what grandfather specially asked someone to do for us."

"Sister Yueyue, can you play house jumping?"

"Or, let's show you..."

Several little guys chirped, for fear that Yueyue would not play.

One or two, with their feet padded, said they would give Yueyue a demonstration.

"Don't show me, I'll play!" Yueyue shook her head, looked at Liu Zixia and said, "Dad, do you play?"

"Me?"

Liu Zixia pointed to his nose in amazement and said, "I won't play any more. You play yours. I'll watch you play next to me."

One is Liu Qi's big and small guys, with a group of children under 8 years old to play jumping house?

Forget it, that picture is too hot!

What's more, the cement platform is still very strong. Liu Zixia is also worried about the kids' bumps and bumps. He can rest assured when he looks around.

"Dad, we'll play by ourselves!"

Yueyue turned around and said to her father, then a few little guys gathered together to form a circle and began to guess.

After all, there are so many little guys, who should play first.

"Scissors, stone, cloth!"

A few little guys were shouting, punching, palming or two fingers together.

Maybe it's fate. After several rounds of guessing, Yueyue got the first place to play.

"Wow, that's great. I'm going to be the first to jump the house!"

Yue Yue claps her little hand and shouts with joy. Then she says to Xiao Fei, "Xiao Fei, have you lost the sandbag of Jiugong grid?"

"Sister Yueyue, here it is!"

Xiaofei rushed to Jiashan, took out a small sandbag from a hole and handed it to Yueyue.