The Almighty Wife explodes

The reason why the two of them are willing to do odd jobs for Meng Yao is simply because they want to learn from her side.

This prescription is very precious to them.

The two of them took a look together, and asked Meng Yao some questions that she didn't understand, and Meng Yao answered them one by one, and then the two of them took the prescription and happily went to get the medicine.

This side is peaceful, but the other side is very noisy.

Zhou Yu and a group of reporters went to find Zhao Zhenyi.

When Zhao Zhenyi saw them, he immediately said, "What, she won't let you interview!"

Zhou Yu was full of anger when he talked about this matter, "Yes, she only let a fat man in and shut us all out. We have no choice but to find you, Mr. Zhao. We know your heart Kindness, definitely not as selfish as that woman, so can we live broadcast here?"

Before Mr. Zhao could speak, the group of media who had arrived earlier couldn't hold back.

"What are you thinking? It was good at the beginning. You went to interview Meng Yao, and we came to mock Mr. Zhao. Everyone agreed on something. How could you change your mind midway?"

Zhou Yu's face turned blue and pale.

"Who knew that woman Meng Yao wouldn't let her in, she was so selfish, she blocked all of us from the door."

"Obviously you have nothing to do with yourself."

Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Mr. Zhao hurried to make peace.

He was very kind when he smiled.

"You all need to argue over such a trivial matter. It's okay. It's just a live broadcast. They are all in such a miserable state. Let them have a seat and let them see how I saved people."

Elder Zhao was extremely happy.

He didn't expect Meng Yao to be so stupid to drive all these reporters out.

Wouldn't it be a good thing to have more reporters to help us make a name for ourselves!

Zhao Zhenyi smiled and invited them in.

This group of reporters naturally complimented Mr. Zhao gratefully, "Mr. Zhao is really kind and caring, much better than that selfish woman like Meng Yao."

"There's nothing there, it's just for the patients." Mr. Zhao said very hypocritically.

A group of people started a business mutual boast mode.

They themselves felt good, but those who watched the live broadcast became speechless.

"Why do I think Meng Yao's appearance is really for the benefit of patients? Although I'm not a fan of Meng Yao, I think she did the right thing in this matter."

"I think so."

Because so many people were crowded into the room with cameras on their shoulders, the patients on the hospital bed suddenly became uneasy, and their eyes were full of panic.

No one wants to broadcast their most embarrassing side.

Mr. Zhao saw the restlessness of the patient, and glanced at him. Although his tone was gentle, there was a touch of strength concealed in it.

"Don't move around. These reporters came to shoot you for your own good, so that the national audience can see your condition. If anyone thinks that your condition can be cured, they can contact us in time."

After hearing what he said, the patient TV was calmed down by him.

But the patient was still a little panicked, with a look of unease in his eyes.

The people in the live broadcast room also saw the patient's discomfort.

For a while, they were all talking there.

"No way, can't he see that the patient is uncomfortable? If I were to face so many people when I was seriously ill, I wouldn't be comfortable either."