Chapter 209

Hearing Qin Lang's answer, even Wang Zhixiu was dumbfounded. Although she hoped to promote the achievements of quality education in the seventh middle school through this incident, she thought that it was necessary to pave the way first, and then lead the topic to quality education. If there is such a thing as Qin Lang, she would throw out the quality education in the first sentence.

However, Wang Zhixiu was very happy with Qin Lang's "consciousness". She had heard Sun Bo say that Qin Lang was a little rebellious, and she was worried that Qin Lang would "talk around", but now it seems that the worry is superfluous. Students are students. When they come to the camera, they naturally know what can be said and what can not. In this way, Wang Zhixiu will not have to spend money on public relations and find someone to clip out some inappropriate content.

"Excuse me, Mr. Qin, are you really the martial uncle of master Lin Wuchang?" Another reporter asked.

"Comrade reporter, why do you ask?" Qin Lang asked.

"Because master Lin Wuchang is seventy years old, and you are not twenty years old, how can you be his martial uncle?" The male reporter continued.

"This is a question of seniority. What does it have to do with age? I am the younger martial brother of master Lin Wuchang. Of course, I am his uncle. It's like, you are almost forty now, but one day your father told you that he has a teenage brother. When you see your father's brother, should you call him "Uncle"? Can you call him "little brother" because he is young? "

There was a burst of laughter in the meeting room.

"Some people doubt that this is a way of speculation by Lin Wuchang himself, while others say that this is a way of speculation by you and Lin Wuchang. The purpose is to attract the attention of the news. What's your opinion, Mr. Qin?"

"If you think that we are to attract news attention, as a journalist, you don't have to come here to interview me, which highlights your character, isn't it good?" Qin Lang said with a smile, "in addition, I don't think it's necessary to hype, whether it's Lin Wuchang or me."

"Mr. Qin, Mr. Lin Wuchang is really famous, but you - as far as I know, you are not famous." Before this reporter wearing glasses said pointedly, "so, I don't rule out that you have given master Lin benefits, and then through him to hype."

Qin Longxin said that what the old poison gave Lin Wuchang was not good, but bad.

However, Qin said: "this reporter, you have such a question because of your ignorance of traditional Chinese medicine. I'm Lin Wuchang's martial uncle. It's an indisputable fact, and I've got the true biography of the school, so it's inevitable for me to become famous. Whether you fire or not is the same. Because as a traditional Chinese medicine, the key lies in the double happiness of medical ethics. If you have medical skills and virtue, you will surely become a famous doctor! "

At this time, Wang Zhixiu gave Qin Lang a look, because she recognized the male reporter wearing a black mirror frame. This guy is an editor of Pingchuan weekly, called "Zhoujiang". This guy is best at making negative news, and then extort other people's "public fees" through negative news. In a word, if you don't give money, you will get negative news. If you give money, you will get good news. In a word, this guy and this Pingchuan weekly have a famous immoral bottom line.

"Mr. Qin, as far as I know, every famous traditional Chinese medicine is seventy-eight. You're so young, you don't really look like the traditional Chinese medicine of "medical ethics and double happiness" Zhou Jiang's tone is a little ironic.

"This reporter, you should give other reporter friends some time to ask questions." Wang Zhixiu says to help Qin Lang out.

"I'm sorry, principal Wang. I haven't got the answer yet. You should know that I'm very persistent in news. " Zhou Jiang held the frame with his finger, and then continued to stare at Qin Lang, "Mr. Qin, please explain to us, let's see where your so-called medical ethics and Shuangxin are embodied."

"This reporter, come here -" Qin Lang beckoned to Zhou Jiang.

"Why, you still want to hit people?" Zhou Jiang snorted and walked to Qin lang. he looked like a fighter in the press.

"What am I doing with you? I just want to treat you. " Qin Lang smiled lightly, "put out your hand, I'll give you the pulse."

"You are so funny. How can I be ill? I am very healthy! " Said Zhou Jiang.

"If you're not healthy, I'll feel your pulse." Qin Lang smiled, "why, you dare not?"

"Hello, Zhoujiang, you'll let doctor Qin give you the pulse." "That's right. Let's see if Dr. Qin is really so good." "Let others feel the pulse quickly. Don't waste your time!" "..."

These reporters urged Zhou Jiang to let Qin Lang feel his pulse.

Wang Zhixiu was worried about Qin Lang. As the president, Wang Zhixiu often deals with these journalists, knowing that they are very good at mining negative news, because negative news can often bring them higher "extra income".

But now Wang Zhixiu can't stop it. Zhou Jiang has sneered and handed his wrist to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang presses on Zhou Jiang's wrist vein, but for more than ten seconds, he suddenly stands up, looks at Zhou Jiang in horror, and says angrily in his mouth: "unlucky! What a misfortune! "

Without much explanation, Qin Lang went to the bathroom in the meeting room and washed his hands carefully with hand sanitizer.

These reporters are very confused about Qin Lang's behavior, but they are also embarrassed to rush to the bathroom to shoot. They have to wait for Qin Lang to come out before asking Qin Lang what's wrong with Zhou Jiang.

"It's hard to say. It's not easy to say." In the face of these reporters, Qin Lang shook his head, "as a doctor, I think we should protect the privacy of patients."

"You don't have to protect any privacy, you just say it!" It seems that Zhou Jiang intended to embarrass Qin Lang, "I'd like to see what ailment you have made up for me!"

"This Do you really want to say it in public? " Qin Lang seems to be in a bit of a dilemma.

But Zhou Jiang and other reporters thought Qin Lang was making excuses and deliberately delayed. In fact, Qin Lang didn't diagnose any disease at all, so they urged Qin Lang to tell the diagnosis results.

"This reporter, are you sure that you really want to say?" Qin Lang asked Zhou Jiang again.

"Say it! I let you say it! " Cried Zhou Jiang.

"Then I really said it!" Qin Lang pauses for a moment, then says in a loud voice, "Comrade reporter, I have diagnosed that you have willow disease!"