Chapter 1429 Who is more arrogant

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"Oh, well, I know."
Ding hunt quickly hang up after the phone, his face is a bit ugly: "The reporter surrounded the accident brigade, accused of dream butterfly as an artist but driving illegally, do not know the polite pedestrian."
"The reporter surrounded the accident brigade?"
Ding Ning's face suddenly gloomy, and the bottom of his eyes flashed with cold eyes. It seems that some people still don't give up, and want to continue the hurricane to make things big.
"The accident responsibility certificate of the accident brigade has come out, and Mengdie has to bear most of the responsibility."
Ding hunt and look anxiously said: "We will go to the accident brigade to talk about it, the things are more complicated, and the phone is not clear."
Ding Ning asked strangely: "The accident brigade appeared, how did you send someone to the hospital to understand the injured situation, and who was leaked to the reporter."
"The accident brigade came two people before. After waiting for a while to see Li Jiajia still being rescued, he left a phone call for the hospital. The accident responsibility appraisal book is said to be provided by a traffic policeman to the Star Art staff. I showed it to the reporter."
Ding will not know where it is tricky, but Li Jiajia is an employee of Star Art. It is understandable that the accident brigade will give the responsibility appraisal to Star Art employees.
"Hey, that traffic police must have problems, so that you and Azi first pass, I will wait until next."
Ding Ning snorted and sighed.
"Okay, then I and Azi have passed, and you will come over soon."
Ding hunted to know that Ding Ning left, there must be something to do, not ink, pulling the purple bird straight to the accident brigade.
The door of the operating room was pushed open, and John John took the lead. Others pushed Li Jiajia and walked out with a smile.
"Director, Secretary Li, is the surgery going smoothly?"
Star Art's fat and thin duo group hurriedly greeted and asked, although the answer has been obtained from Ding Ning's mouth, but Mai John is the attending doctor after all, it is definitely to understand the situation.
Mai Jiaqiao's face was red and he blinked. Ding Ning said: "The situation was very dangerous. We have to give up the rescue. Fortunately, Dr. Ding arrived, the operation was successfully completed. We just had a systemic examination of the patient and the results showed surgery. Very successful, the patient's vital signs have returned to normal, as long as you stay in the hospital for a period of time, there is no other unexpected situation, and then you can be discharged after the line is removed."
"That's good, then good, thank you Director Ma, thank you Dr. Ding, thank you, thank you, thank you..."
After all, the fat and thin duo group has not annihilated, although forced by the above pressure, I hope Li Jiajia died or disabled to create public opinion, but at this moment can not help but reveal the truth, busy to express gratitude to everyone.
"Mr. Mai, talk a few words."
Ding Ning rushed to Mai John to wave.
"Master, you are looking for me."
Mai Jiaqiao ran up and down, and a mouth was not a swearing swear, and Ding Ninglei’s outside was Jiao Li, and he couldn’t speak for a long time.
"What are you calling me?"
Ding Ning's mouth twitched, feeling that a big trouble seems to be getting closer.
"Master, I have already decided to worship you as a teacher and learn about our traditional medicine in China."
Mai Jiaqiao, of course, looks like a straightforward one.
Ding Ning's forehead crawled over the black line: "Don't shout, I didn't say you have to accept you as an apprentice."
"I used to admire Western medicine, smashing or even rejecting Chinese medicine. That is because I didn't realize that the traditional medicine of our ancestors was so brilliant, but now I have seen it and I am also impressed. This makes me realize that my ancestors left behind. Things are the real treasure, so I have decided to devote myself to the revival of our traditional Chinese medical culture."
Maijiaqiao’s eyes flashed a glimpse of the hustle and bustle, and the righteousness said:
Master is the leader of the traditional Chinese medical revival. I can’t ignore this lost lamb. You want to
It is irresponsible for me. This is extremely irresponsible for traditional medicine. Taizu, the old man said, must unite all the forces that can be united. Although I have gone the wrong way before, I am now suddenly awake and should be able to count In the range of forces that can be united.

Ding Ning's eyelids twitched with a sigh of relief, and looked at the eccentricity of Mai Jiaqiao's eyes. Is this the product that the monkey sent?
Directly to Laozi on the line does not say, but also cited the classics, even the old people of Taizu moved out, as if they did not accept him, I am sorry that the country is sorry for the people, sorry for the Taizu.
After the completion of Mai Jiaqiao, a pair of innocent eyes, so that Ding Ning instantly horrified, this goods, especially what is selling Meng, this is still the arrogant Mai John?
But I have to say that I can convince a diehard who advocates Western medicine. Ding Ning’s heart is still very fulfilling. Immediately, he coughed a word:
Returning the matter, I will now say that I need you to issue a postoperative examination of Li Jiajia on behalf of the hospital. Report to the accident brigade..."
"No problem, Master, I will write a report."
Mai Jiaqiao promised without hesitation.
"Don't call my master, I haven't promised to accept you as a disciple."
Ding Ning rolled his eyes.
"I know, Master."
"Tell me not to call my master."
"I didn't call, Master."
"You... don't call Master."
"Okay, Master."
"To shut up!"
"Yes, Master."
"I am going, who is it."
"Don't worry, just be fine, Master."
"I said, don't call Master."
"I know, Master."
"I...just."
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When he encountered a product that had no face and no skin, Ding Ning was completely drunk, and he waved his hand with powerlessness. He shouted with him and got a post-operative examination report. He fled with a shun.
"Master, you slow down, wait until I will go downstairs to send the reporters away. I will go to visit when I have time."
Maijiaqiao shouted with enthusiasm, and the medical staff on the entire floor were stunned, and the eyes almost didn't fall.
Ding Ning's footsteps were awkward, and the head did not return to the road. He was really afraid of this cheeky fake foreign devil.
Regardless of the reporters who were at the hospital entrance, they immediately greeted Huang Sheng through spiritual contact, and then ran to the top floor in secret, and the two wings flew to the accident brigade.
When the accident was approaching the brigade, Ding Ning found a hidden place to land, put away his wings, took his spare car from the space, a Bentley off-road, went straight to the accident brigade.
The door of the accident battalion was crowded with reporters, and even the road at the entrance was blocked. More than a dozen fully armed traffic policemen were at the door of the accident squad, preventing them from rushing in and rushing to discuss with them. Let them go.
"We are journalists, have the right to interview, why should we stop us."
"There are no virtues, no obedience to traffic rules, and people are killed. Can we not interview us?"
"Unscrupulous artists, corrupting the atmosphere of entertainment, such people should be driven out of the entertainment circle."
"Public figures must always pay attention to their words and deeds. Although it seems to be just a traffic accident, it also exposes the difference between the artists' circles, so that morality is corrupt, and artists without social ethics should be condemned by the whole society.

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The reporter said that there are not many, saying that there are quite a few, about forty or fifty people. The head is a middle-aged journalist with a black face on his face. The indignation is filling in the mouth and screaming at the blue dream. She was guilty of a sinful crime in a traffic accident.
boom!
A violent car engine roar came.
The reporters and the traffic police were all alarmed, and they heard the sound of the sound, and saw a Bentley off-road like a wild horse.
"what!"
The reporters screamed and screamed like a wasp that had blown up the nest.
The black-skinned reporter was scared, and his legs were shaking like a sieve. He wanted to run without a place to run. He was directly hit by Bentley without any suspense. He fell heavily on the ground and could not climb for a long time.
"It’s life, it’s killing people.

"God, old Zhang Fei went out a few meters away, and this is dead."
"Which is this son, it is arrogant to drive Bentley, and dare to hit people at the door of the accident brigade."
"Hey, you whisper, the people who can open Bentley are what we can provoke. If you are heard by others, you don't even know how to die."
"Cut, this is the legal society. I just can't get used to it. He can really kill me."
"Hey, innocent, what is the rule of law society? People kill you and pinch the ants like ants, you can find a sin by spending a little money, you can find yourself dead, but don't even get tired of me, stay away from me."
"This... I don't say anything, so far, he can't hear it."
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The reporters suddenly talked a lot, angry and awe and looked at the arrogant son who came down from Bentley.
"Do you have a little public morality, why should you block the path of this young master, do you know the dog?"
The son of the son was in the nose, wearing sunglasses and screaming in front of the black-skinned reporter with anger and fear. He was condescending to drink.
"You... you are too much, and you are still stunned when you hit someone?"
The black-skinned reporter almost didn't have a blood spurting out, and his fingers pointed at the sorrowful way of the son. He could look at the son-in-law's look, so he couldn't help but be a bit timid, and his voice was full of cowardice. .
"Humping people? Are you special? Is this a street for the car, not a place for the dog to swear words, is it normal for Laozi to drive?"
The son of the son sneered, and he was unceremonious.
The black-skinned reporters suddenly spoke, because they surrounded the accident brigade to interview, but the accident brigade has been refused, blocking the gates and not allowing them to enter, causing them to stand on the street and confront the traffic police, and the people who are unconscious of the truth are already serious. Blocked traffic order.
Before many vehicles were affected by this accident, they had to travel around the road. However, the son of the boy did not follow the routine and went straight to drive.
"Then you can't hit people."
The black-skinned reporter is a poor man, but he is a victim, and the traffic law of Shenzhou is also biased towards the disadvantaged group, which gives him instant confidence.
"Is it a human being? I obviously hit a road dog."
The son of the son squatted and looked down at the black-skinned reporter lying on the ground.
Upstairs, the accident brigade, Xiao Nuo Liu Mei was upside down, and he said: "This is what the embarrassment, it is too arrogant, and it is reasonable to hit someone."
"Nono, your sense of justice is a little overdone. I think this kid is hitting well and hitting it. Before, you are not reluctant to wait for the unscrupulous journalist who is full of mouths and squirting? Just we are not convenient. Hands-on, someone has taught him to teach him, how do you manage so much leisure?"
Murong suddenly felt deeply and said with great heart.
"That is, why not kill the bastard, deserve it."
Sun Lanying also said that he was deflated.
"Hey, the unscrupulous reporter has just married the most joyful, obviously bought by people, how can you not understand why Nuojie still wants to fight for him."
Ye Huan, who has always been gentle, also complained.