Report me for selling fake medicine? Why are you crying when your illness relapses?

At the same time, we can also see that their bodies are becoming weaker and weaker under the sun.

If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before I get heatstroke and end up in the hospital.

"hehe!"

"Foolish man! You're being played like a dog."

Looking at the ugly appearance of these people, Chen Xuan shook his head helplessly.

Sometimes he really doesn't understand, how stupid does one have to be to be exploited endlessly?

Xiao Youxue, Zhang Xiaotian, and now they are in the hospital again.

Don't they really have any intelligence at all?

But why can they be so natural when slandering themselves?

"Brother Chen Xuan, do you want me to call the police?" Alyssa came over and asked.

Having so many people gathered at the factory gate will definitely have a bad impact.

Through her own efforts, she has now become Chen Xuan's personal secretary.

The ideal in life is to let Chen Xuan do this: when there is something to do, the secretary will do it; when there is nothing to do... the secretary...!

Unfortunately, it’s only halfway done so far… the second half is still a long way off.

"There's no need. Even if the police come, it won't solve the problem. Instead, it will make them even more arrogant."

"There's no need to waste police resources on people like this. If they want to stand, let them stand. It's best if they die standing there."

Chen Xuan shook his head and said.

There's no need to call the police in this situation.

After all, he also knew that even if the police came later, they would most likely not arrest anyone.

Wang Hai and his friends are all terminally ill patients. They have a protective amulet wherever they go, but they are also a hot potato, and no one wants to get involved with them.

In this case, there is no point in calling the police, but it will provide some protection for Wang Hai and others.

Because the police will definitely not just watch them get into trouble, they may even have to prepare parasols, water, etc. for them, as well as some necessary measures, which will make them more comfortable.

So, he decided to just watch.

When he was tired of doing experiments, he could look at the miserable condition of Wang Hai and others to cheer himself up.

It's a combination of work and rest.

……

"Wang Hai, is it really useful for us to wait here?"

"Will Chen Xuan come out? I feel like I'm going to get a heat stroke."

"Water, who has water? Give me some quickly, I'm dying of thirst."

"What if Chen Xuan ignores us and just watches us die? We can't really die here, can we?"

"Yes! I feel like Chen Xuan doesn't care whether we live or die. It seems useless for us to stand here."

After standing in the sun for two hours,

Some people began to complain.

The main reason was that the weather was too hot, and they were almost exhausted from the heat.

In this kind of weather, standing in the sun is simply torture.

Ordinary people can't bear it, let alone those who are already suffering from illness. It is even more unbearable for them.

As for sitting on the ground to rest?

It's over 30 degrees Celsius and it's under the sun. Who would dare to sit on the ground?

Shouldn't the butt be fried directly?

"Please be patient."

"If we don't make trouble here, Chen Xuan will ignore us even more."

"If you still want to live, then continue to wait here until he comes out. I don't believe he will let us all die here."

Wang Hai's face turned pale and he felt weak all over. But he still managed to speak.

After saying that, he started cursing even more.

"Why would Chen Xuan sell the formula since he was born?"

"He used us as experimental subjects for his original medicine. Now that it's successful, he doesn't care about our lives. How can this be justified?"

"He's now very successful and has a billionaire fortune."

"But if we hadn't given him the drug to try, how could he have succeeded?"

"His current success is all due to our selfless contributions. It was us who paid for him to test the drug, which allowed him to become rich. Now he doesn't care about us. Doesn't his conscience hurt?"

As he kept cursing, Wang Hai almost convinced himself.

The sound was getting louder and louder, as if he had really become a victim.