Master Fu's little ancestor is fierce

At the gate of the factory, the previously agitated people calmed down now.

They flocked to patients with esophageal cancer.

They asked one after another: "Old man, at this point, tell the truth, is your appraisal report fake?"

"Old man, you must be kind. Although you are sick, it is pitiful. But it is too immoral for you to ruin a company just because you want to extort some money."

"Yes, there are so many employees in MYL's insulation factory. If it collapses, how many people will lose their jobs? In the past few years, there have been various natural and man-made disasters. Everyone's life is not easy, and one should not be too selfish."

"Old man, please say something! If you don't speak, we will treat you as the default appraisal report."

The patient with esophageal cancer probably had a really bad health, or it might be a bit of pretending. He was panting violently, as if he was out of breath.

"Please let me go." The wife of the patient with esophageal cancer immediately shouted anxiously.

People who were close to him saw that the patient with esophageal cancer was really uncomfortable, so they immediately gave way.

After all, someone has cancer and feels uncomfortable, so they have to see a doctor first.

As soon as Dao stepped aside, the wife of the patient with esophageal cancer immediately helped the patient to leave.

A group of people came over immediately, carrying a stretcher.

A group of people are wearing white coats.

Jiang Mao walked in the front.

"It's Dean Jiang from the Binjiang Private School." Immediately someone recognized Jiang Mao.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Mao. Your illness can be treated for free at Binjiang Hospital," Jiang Mao said.

Many people nearby sighed: "It's free, it's really great! The private medical funds in Binjiang are the best. The year before last, my grandfather's liver cancer was considered hopeless, and he was cured in Binjiang private hospital. The cost is actually no worse than other The number of hospitals is high, but it is more difficult to get a number.”

"No, my sister gave birth to a baby last year. As soon as she was pregnant, she went to Binjiang Private School to make an appointment, but she couldn't make an appointment. Finally, she gave birth to women and children."

"Those who can enter Binjiang Hospital, except for those top rich families, have to work a little bit of luck."

"Yes, the Binjiang Private Private Service is not expensive, but there are no appointments, and there are no beds at all."

"This kind of free treatment is like smoke from the ancestral grave!"

"Give me free treatment?" The eyes of the esophageal cancer patient shone slightly.

When he had an esophageal ulcer two years ago, he was treated in another hospital for two months, but he was not cured.Relatives said that the doctors at Binjiang Private Hospital are highly skilled.

He went to arrange the number, but he couldn't make it at all.Later, it was relatives who helped him get a number.

After being hospitalized for a while, he was cured.

He was sick this time and wanted to get a number from his relatives, but his relatives and friends no longer worked in Binjiang Private, so he really couldn't get a number.

Now if Binjiang Privately is willing to give him free treatment, it will really be smoke from the ancestral grave.

Not to mention that cancer is difficult to treat, it is also expensive.

Various medications are required before and after surgery, and many anticancer drugs are really expensive.

"Yes, I will treat you for free. I only have one request, you tell everyone honestly, is your appraisal report fake?

To be honest, I want this result because I have many friends who work in insulation factories, and many of them are product developers.For research and development, they work day and night.If they are wronged, they will shut themselves up..."

Before Jiang Mao finished speaking, many people echoed: "Yes, many people who do research and development are not social. They devote themselves to research and development, and the product is their life. If you buckle the shit pot, your faith will really collapse."

"Old man, do yourself a favor and tell the truth. Save yourself and save others. You have also seen the photo. Your son is still using a MYL thermos, which means there is no problem at all, right?"

"Yes... the identification report, we made a fake." After weighing it, the patient with esophageal cancer lowered his head.

He wants to live!
Previously, someone approached them and paid 200 million yuan to make them public the fake appraisal report and let them come to MYL insulation factory to make trouble.

The 200 million yuan was originally planned to be 150 million yuan to buy a house for his son.The other 50 will be given to him for medical treatment.

Now that his son has been exposed, it doesn't make much sense for him to bite.It's better to be selfish and consider your own body.

Maybe it can really be cured.

He is only 58 years old this year. If he is not cured, he will die within two or three years at most.

If he is cured, he may live another 20 years.

Life is only once, who doesn't want to live a few more years?
Hearing the words of the esophageal cancer patient, the scene was boiling.

The person close to him said loudly: "He personally admitted that their appraisal report was fake, and there is no problem with MYL's products."

"real or fake?"

"Really, this esophageal cancer patient said it himself."

"Yes, I heard that too."

"There's really nothing wrong with MYL's products."

"I don't worry about that. Every time I go out, I use a MYL thermos to bring water. My son's milk powder uses this water. If there is cadmium in it, don't scare people to death."

"Yes, yes!"

"It's okay, let's go, everyone."

"By the way, do you still dare to use MYL's thermos?"

"Why don't you dare to use it? In the future, I will trust MYL's products even more."

"Yes, me too."

Jiang Mao asked people to put the patient with esophageal cancer on a stretcher and carry him into an ambulance.

They can cure the disease, and the family needs to cooperate with the investigation in the future.

Soon, the people at the gate of the factory dispersed.

the other side.

Yuanqing intersection.

The car window of the son of an esophageal cancer patient was knocked on. He opened the car door reluctantly, and immediately took pictures of him with countless mobile phones.

He knows bad things.

He was so annoyed that he wanted to hide the thermos. Many people took out the thermos to take pictures, and directly took pictures of MYL's logo, and even lifted the lid to take pictures of the steaming heat.

Many people uploaded photos to posts, and some reposted them frantically in Moments and short video accounts.

So far, the rumors about the MYL thermos are self-defeating.

Bai Jingyao and Secretary Xia were sitting in the car, both of them were paying attention to this matter.

The MYL insulation factory is live broadcasting.

As soon as the esophageal cancer patient admitted that they had indeed falsified the appraisal report, Secretary Xia's eyes flooded with excitement: "Mr. Bai, he admitted to falsifying it."

"En." Bai Jingyao responded.

Secretary Xia asked with bright eyes: "Then, is the crisis at the MYL thermal insulation factory resolved?"

Bai Jingyao smiled: "Yes! Actually, even if they don't admit it, Fu Yufeng and Lu Yanzhao will solve the problem."

Along the way, he really envied Fu Yufeng and his party.

They have deep conjugal love, deep brotherly love, united as one, and any difficulty will become easier in front of them.

In fact, from beginning to end, all he wanted was to live like them.

Marry someone you like, have children, raise daughters, and grow old hand in hand.

Seeing Secretary Xia looking out excitedly through the car window, he suddenly asked, "Secretary Xia, how old are you this year?"