I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

People around were talking about it and some even raised their phones to record the scene.

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes fell on the people holding the banners.

The leading man was no more than thirty years old. The muscles around his eyes were stiff and his voice was fluctuating, which were typical reactions of a guilty conscience.

The woman behind him kept moving her hands and her eyes were evasive, as if she was subconsciously avoiding something, and she felt like she was being forced.

The other accompanying people had a hint of indifference in their sad expressions, as if they were hired and had nothing much to do with the deceased.

It seems that this was a premeditated "medical dispute".

……

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Su Hemian is here!"

The leading man immediately stood up and led everyone to surround Su Hemian.

"Sorry, please make way." There was no trace of panic in Su Hemian's eyes, which were still as cold as a pond.

"Su Hemian! How dare you come down here! Give me back my father's life!" The leading man looked very excited and rushed forward with his fists waved.

But the fist did not hit Su Hemian at all. Instead, it was held tightly in his hand and could not move at all.

"I think you know exactly how your father lost his life. The medical department is cooperating with the police in the investigation, and I believe there will be a conclusion soon."

Su Hemian had an indifferent expression, as if he was describing a topic that had nothing to do with him.

"Besides, you should thank me. If you had really thrown that punch, you would have been charged with more than just slander and murder."

Intentional murder?!

The onlookers were so frightened that they took two steps back.

"What are you standing there for? Come on!" The leading man became furious and, seeing people around him talking and some seeming to be leaning towards Su Hemian, he shouted anxiously.

The people he brought with him finally woke up from their dream, but considering the mobile phones raised by the people around them, they did not dare to make any big movements.

Su Hemian sneered, loosened his grip, and pushed the leading man back two or three meters.

The man couldn't even stand steadily, and the group of people behind him also staggered back a few steps.

"Haven't you heard that those who do evil will eventually perish?" Su Hemian took out a disinfectant wipe and wiped his hands. He looked down at a few people and turned around and left without looking back.

The group of people were left standing there in a daze, with the banner drooping.

At the same time, dozens of police cars rushed over and quickly took the people holding banners to the police station.

There wasn't even a trace left at the hospital entrance.

Su Daiqing was already confused.

what's the situation?

Before she could react, Su Hemian had already walked in front of the Su family's nanny car.

"I'm going to the police station, you go home first." He looked into the car, and was caught off guard, and bumped into Jiang Zhiyu's cold eyes.

"You have a friend?" Su Hemian subconsciously lowered his head and adjusted his collar, "Why didn't you tell me in advance."

"I was just wondering, it's because you hung up the phone too quickly!" Su Daiqing pouted immediately, and nodded after seeing that Su Hemian was fine, "Okay, let's go back first!"

"Okay, goodbye." Su Hemian nodded and told the driver to drive slowly and be careful on the road.

……

Perhaps because the evidence provided by Beicheng Hospital and Su Hemian was so sufficient, the police quickly investigated the case thoroughly.

It was so late that Su Zhuyue didn't even have time to ask Jiang Zhiyu and Tina the eighteenth question.

It turned out that the man in the lead was named Wang Daman, the son of Wang Dazhuang, a critically ill patient in the Department of Neurology at Beicheng Hospital.

He heard from somewhere that brainstem medulla hemorrhage is almost hopeless, regardless of surgery or conservative treatment.

So, he discussed it with his younger sister Wang Xiaoman and decided to let Wang Dazhuang undergo the surgery with a success rate of less than 1%.

If the operation is really unsuccessful, you can still cause trouble for the hospital and ask them to pay some compensation.

But Wang Daming never expected that he would meet Su Hemian, a miraculous doctor who saved Wang Dazhuang!

Is this still available?

Not only do you have to pay for the medical expenses, but you also have to serve by your bedside day and night!

Wang Daming and Wang Xiaoman were both a little dissatisfied for a moment.

So, on the first day that Wang Dazhuang was transferred to the general ward, Wang Daming, thinking that no one could notice, gently moved the catheter in his hand.

Soon, air entered Wang Dazhuang's body through the indwelling needle, causing a lung infection.

If it were an ordinary patient, he might still be able to be saved, but Wang Dazhuang had just undergone a craniotomy!

How could I possibly survive this?

In this way, the patient who was just pulled back from the brink of death by Su Hemian and was about to create a medical miracle was sent over again by Wang Daming.

Su Daiqing was shocked.

How could there be such terrible people in this world?

Besides, didn’t the hospital agree to donate to them to cover the cost of surgical treatment?

There was just a hint of understanding in Jiang Zhiyu's expression.

The human heart is so terrible.

Thousands of years ago, she had heard a lot of rumors like this.

……

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At the same time, in Country T, Chenxing Entertainment.

Meng Zhenyue is reading the novel "Spring Breeze Doesn't Ask" using a translator.

Ever since she was withdrawn from "The Top Stream" competition, she has no market left in China.

A big-brand advertisement that was about to be signed also fell through because of withdrawal from the competition.

The company no longer provided her with any resources, as if it wanted to hide her.

But how could Meng Zhenyue be willing to accept this?

She was depressed for a while before deciding to pick up the method she used to expand the market in China's domestic entertainment industry - writing fan songs for popular novels.

That’s right, Meng Zhenyue initially became popular in China because she posted an original novel fan song on a certain audio platform.

Now, she has returned to her old job.

Soon, I set my eyes on the recently very popular "Spring Breeze Doesn't Ask".

This novel has less than 30 words, but the world view is already very complete.

The plot is good, and with the support of the great god Jianjinhanzhi and Mr. Xiaoyi, after the resumption of serialization, even if it cannot compare with the "Divine Punishment" series, it will definitely be a big hit.

If she could get the copyright, who knows, she might become popular again.

By then, if we can find some big Weibo celebrities to write articles to clear up her previous negative information, who knows, netizens will accept her again?

Thinking of this, Meng Zhenyue immediately opened Weibo and sent a private message to Juzi.

The words are earnest and the emotions are sincere.

It seems like he really likes "Spring Breeze Doesn't Ask".

In Meng Zhenyue's eyes, she at least has some fame, while Juzi is just an unknown little author who is lucky enough to be at the forefront.

So, after seeing her private message, he would be ecstatic and agree to sell the copyright.