Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s
Chapter 771: Seven hundred and sixty-nine, conspiracy

Chapter 771: Seven hundred and sixty-nine, conspiracy

The injured person nodded weakly, "Today I was on set when a prop hit me, grazing my shoulder and leaving a deep wound. My colleagues took me to the hospital. I thought a bit of disinfection and bandaging would be enough, but a doctor said he’d bandage the wound for me, and then took me to the surgery room."

The patient, breathing wearily, continued, "After they gave me a pill, I felt sleepy. Even though I was asleep, I could feel blood continuously leaving my body. I felt my hands and feet grow ice-cold, and I sensed my life slowly slipping away." His eyes were filled with terror. At that moment, he was truly close to death!

"How could such a thing happen? I’ve never heard of anything like it."

"It’s utterly ruthless and inhuman, to do such a thing."

"You’re doctors; how could you commit such a bestial act?" The journalists angrily discussed among themselves.

Yang Mujing stepped in front of the journalists and said, "Now that everyone understands what happened, I hope you can give the patient justice and hold the people behind this accountable. A hospital is a place for healing, but now it’s become a place for killing. Who among you can guarantee that you’ll always be healthy? If one day you were to get hurt, would you dare to seek treatment at this kind of hospital? We absolutely cannot tolerate this, or else how are we any different from these doctors?"

"We will definitely bring a satisfactory resolution to the victim and seek justice for him."

"Correct! We will hold the people behind this responsible."

"I have recorded everything. I won’t tolerate such behavior; this matter must be made public."

Seeing that things were nearly settled, Yang Mujing said to the journalists, "Ladies and gentlemen! I need to take the injured person away from the hospital now, and I fear the hospital staff may interfere. I hope you can help me."

"No problem!"

"With us here, we’ll make sure you leave the hospital safely."

"Thank you!" Yang Mujing smiled gratefully at everyone, then walked to the bedside, lifted the injured person, and headed out.

Several doctors were still grappling with that surgery room door, and when they saw Yang Mujing carrying the patient out with a line of journalists, they stepped aside. After all, the door wouldn’t open, and no one could get out.

Luo Qu reached out to pull the door and with a "click!" the surgery room door opened.

The doctors looked at each other in dismay. This was truly bizarre!

Once the door opened, they saw the hall outside the operating room packed with people.

They were staff members and security from the hospital who had rushed over after hearing the news, with orders to stop everyone from leaving and to ensure that no one leaks this incident.

"Move aside! We are journalists."

"Your actions are criminal, do you realize that?"

"You are doctors, meant to save lives and help the injured, how can you live with your conscience doing this?"

"If you don’t report this, we will let you go."

"If you want to leave, hand over the film in your cameras."

The scene was chaotic; neither side willing to give in. Although the hospital staff really wanted to step aside, they knew that doing so might cost them their jobs.

In the director’s office, the director paced anxiously. He had made several phone calls to the other party but no one had answered. With things turning out this way, he genuinely didn’t know what to do.

Hearing the phone ring, the director hurried forward to answer, "There’s been an incident here, how should I resolve it?" Naturally, someone had instructed him to do so, and that person was someone he couldn’t afford to offend.

"Let them go; I’ve already taken care of things here."

"Will there be any unfavorable news about the hospital in tomorrow’s papers?" The director, aware of the other party’s power, was still uneasy.

"No!" The person on the other end replied calmly, yet confidently.

"Understood!" The director let out a sigh of relief inwardly. As long as this matter could be kept quiet, and the hospital’s reputation preserved, he would be relieved. Normally, such incidents where a patient dies on the operating table aren’t a big deal. But the trouble started because Yang Mujing had brought journalists directly into the surgery room, catching him off guard.

Picking up the phone, he dialed a number, and once the person on the other end picked up, he said, "Let them go!"

The person on the other line was taken aback but replied, "Yes!"

In front of the surgery room, Yang Mujing and his group stood off against the hospital staff.

One of the hospital’s staff members rushed over and said to those blocking Yang Mujing and his group, "The director says to let them go."

Those blocking Yang Mujing and his group showed puzzled expressions. These were journalists; if the director let them go, wasn’t he afraid that tomorrow’s papers and news would be full of negative stories about the hospital? But what else could they do if they didn’t let them go? One day might be manageable, but what about two days, three days, or a week? Could they just keep them there indefinitely?

Yang Mujing frowned slightly. If the other side was willing to let them go, it meant they were prepared and not afraid of the journalists making the issue public, or perhaps it simply couldn’t be made public. This suggested that whoever was targeting their company must be a powerful, influential person. Who could it be?

Now their enemy was hidden while they were exposed, placing them in a very passive position. Once back, he would consult Wang Fei; they must find the one targeting them as soon as possible, or he would feel restless. If it came down to it, they would have to ask Luo Shu and Lu Hanmo for help.

Leaving the hospital, Yang Mujing first took the injured person to another hospital for a comprehensive examination, and then kept all reports about the patient’s injuries as evidence.

After dealing with that, he let Luo Qu treat the injured person.

When Yang Mujing returned home, it was already the early hours of the morning. He turned on the light in the room, and Wang Fei on the bed immediately woke up.

Seeing it was Yang Mujing, Wang Fei rubbed her eyes, "You’re back? How did it go?" She had been busy handling official business and had just gotten home not long before.

Yang Mujing sat on a chair beside the bed and looked at Wang Fei, still sleepy-eyed, "This matter is not simple; I think someone wants to target us." He briefly recounted the day’s events.

Wang Fei was a bit drowsy at first, but upon hearing Yang Mujing’s words, she immediately became alert and angrily said, "That’s despicable! To be capable of such deeds."