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Chapter 133 Forward the lottery

At this time, Yun Qingwan was lying on the hospital bed, eating fruit sent by her colleagues and scrolling through her mobile phone leisurely, feeling so happy.

Seeing the one-sided comments from netizens, she laughed happily. Her movements were too big and she accidentally pulled the corner of her mouth that was cut. She "hissed" in pain, but she still couldn't help but want to laugh. So.

Wow, the look on his face that is crying and laughing at the same time is so funny.

Feeling a little tired from reading, she opened her Weibo and edited a paragraph with added words:

Hello everyone, I am Yun Qingwan, the younger sister of Yun Qingying. I am surprised that everyone paid too much attention to my falling down the stairs. I am also sorry for unintentionally occupying public resources. My sister and I had some disputes at the top of the stairs. My sister

She is a few years older than me, so she should educate me. As for pushing me down the stairs, I believe she did not mean it. Although I am still lying on the hospital bed and unable to move freely, and endure the pain as I type this text, I

I still have to say, please stop blaming my sister too much!

After editing, she browsed it again to make sure that there were no problems, and then clicked send with satisfaction. She immediately contacted a few big Vs to help her forward it, creating a wave of popularity, and bought some pornographic videos by the way.

Only by making her feel pitiable can it be completely over.

The phone screen that had not yet darkened illuminated the viciousness on her face. In the invisible darkness, her hands tightly squeezed the sheets underneath her. Yun Qingying, this time, I want you to taste it too.

What does it feel like to be spurned by thousands of people and be ruined!

As soon as this Weibo post came out, the Internet exploded again. The first hot search on Weibo was "Sister Yun Qingying speaks out" and the word "explosion" appeared.

[Damn, this sister is too kind. She was pushed down the stairs by her sister and she still helped her speak.]

[Yun Qingying is really vicious. Wouldn’t he talk it over properly when there is a dispute? Why did he push his sister down the stairs? 】

[What you said upstairs is right! And my friend stayed in that hospital. At that time, Dr. Yun Qingwan was in charge of the bed next to hers. He was really conscientious and conscientious! He was also a very nice person and always encouraged patients! How could we let this go?

This kind of scum comes to harm doctors!]

[That is to say, I have also heard of this Yun Qingwan. Although she is only an intern, every time she encounters a difficult patient, she will help out of her own pocket. She is also patient and tolerant of troublesome patients that other doctors are unwilling to take. It’s really

He is a very good doctor!】

[What I said above made me cry. A scumbag like Yun Qingying, let alone the entertainment industry, cannot tolerate her in the biosphere!]

Soon, the trolls kept emphasizing the hard work of medical workers, exaggerating how pitiful Yun Qingwan’s situation was and how good of a person she was. There was a lot of abuse online, and the Weibo server was almost paralyzed. Some even went directly to the official website of the program team to complain.

Comment below.

[One person wrote a blood letter asking the program team to terminate the contract with Yun Qingying! 】

[You are not alone! Thousands of people have written books asking the show team to terminate the contract with Yun Qingying! If there is still her in this show in the future, then I would rather not watch it!]

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly uncontrollable, the program team was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. They immediately sent people to delete the comments, paid to suppress the comments, and then tried to get in touch with Yun Qingying.

Yun Qingying, who received the call, was carefully tending her herbs in her small yard, with glistening beads of sweat running down her cheeks, and her half-wet bangs sticking to her forehead, but with a different kind of charm.

"Hey, where are you? Is what happened online true?" The person from the program team finally got through the phone and immediately asked anxiously.

"Online? What's going on?" Yun Qingying was confused. She wiped the sweat from her head and took a breath before continuing, "I don't know anything."

She really didn't know anything. When she was in the police station, she was focused on her herbal medicine. When she came back, she started working non-stop. How could she have time to surf the Internet?

"Oh my God." The people on the program team felt like they had a headache and said in an indomitable voice, "Just take a look for yourself and think of a solution!" After saying that, they hung up the phone.

Uncle Ling and Sister Bai, who were working nearby, seemed to realize what they were saying. They came over with buckets and shovels, their faces full of worry, "What happened?"

Yun Qingying didn't have time to answer. She opened Weibo and found that eight of the ten messages on the home page were related to her. After just a quick glance, she understood exactly what happened.

She slightly curled her lips and smiled brightly, as if she didn't take this kind of thing seriously at all. She quickly edited a Weibo post, including the police's notice and surveillance video on the matter, with the text: [This is the end of the matter.

, I don’t have anything to say, so let’s do a lottery by forwarding it...if you forward the picture and video below, you can get ten lucky charms drawn by me]

As soon as this Weibo post was posted, it quickly caused a lot of commotion, but indiscriminate netizens did not believe it was true at all. Not only were there very few people who followed this Weibo post, but even the few who paid attention

People were also sarcastic and mocking.

[Stop pretending to be a good person, I’m afraid I’ll take your lucky charm and be pushed downstairs by you.]

[Is this video fake? And the police haven’t issued any notice at all. Can you prove your innocence by making a picture yourself? 】



Yun Qingying looked through the comments from netizens and fell into silence. The police had indeed not officially issued a notice, but they had given her a copy in advance when she came out. How could she explain this?

When Yun Qingwan saw the content of Yun Qingying's post, she was a little panicked at first, but when she saw the comments from netizens, she immediately felt relieved again. Her dark eyes were full of calculations and mockery.

She whispered softly, "Yun Qingying, your popularity is nothing more than this." After saying that, she chuckled, looking particularly weird in the quiet ward.

As soon as she finished saying this, she discovered that a person with the online name "Phoenix Qi Wutong" retweeted this Weibo, and soon, the number of comments and followers increased exponentially, and more and more people could distinguish right from wrong.

Netizens discovered that the video had no traces of Photoshop.

Yun Qingwan immediately clicked in to see what this person's background was, but after searching for a long time, nothing came out. His information card was blank, and all the Weibo contents were related to Yun Qingying. She saw what he had forwarded.

At the same time, there is also a paragraph of text: Forward the lottery, limited to 50 places, 50,000 yuan per person.

Money can often move people, especially when there is enough money.

Within a few minutes, many new melon-eating people joined the ranks of forwarding, and even many netizens who had originally criticized Yun Qingying began to switch sides, believing that the video was true.

Yun Qingying, who was also at a loss what to do, saw this turn of events, her beautiful eyebrows gradually spread, and she happily gave "Phoenix Living in the Wutong" a thumbs up.

As the incident further developed, public opinion on the Internet changed instantly.


Chapter completed!
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