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Chapter 101: The rhythm of fire

A purely medical incident turned into a violent incident, and soon enthusiastic people called the police.

Huo Zihang had to convene an emergency meeting again. Everyone at the director level and above was present. He was so angry that he banged the table and threw chairs in the conference room: "Which idiot called the police? Did he want to bring the White Jade Beauty Water Incident to the whole Yanhai City?"

Do you all know?"

"What else can we do if we don't call the police? Are we going to let those lawless guys rush in and beat all the doctors in our National Medical Hall to death?" As soon as Huo Zihang finished speaking, many people below were whispering,

They didn't want the White Jade Beauty Water incident to become known to the whole city, but now it has threatened their personal safety... everything else is just a cloud.

Huo Zihang also realized that what he just said was a bit unkind, so he calmed down his thoughts and thought about countermeasures.

Sure enough, within half an hour, several police officers came to the conference room. As soon as they entered the door, a fat policeman came up to He Jingyuan and said, "Minister He, why is there such a big fuss? We have already cleared the door.

The riot was suppressed, but they still refused to leave and had to ask for an explanation. Look at this..."

"Can't you police officers even drive away a group of rioting and unruly people?" Before He Jingyuan could reply, Huo Zihang sneered coldly.

"Who is this?" the fat policeman responded and turned around.

"This is Mr. Huo Zihang, the young master from the Yanjing headquarters of our Chinese Medical Hall." He Jingyuan quickly introduced. With Huo Zihang present, he is no longer the top person in charge here. This is a good way to evade responsibility.

"It turns out to be Master Huo, disrespectful!" The fat policeman smiled flatteringly, and then said with a troubled face, "Master Huo, this is not because our police are incompetent. The so-called blame does not go to everyone. A group of people like them gathered there.

, we can't take violent measures against them, right? And according to them, this time there was a problem with your Guoyidang's beauty products, which caused damage to the health of their relatives. Now they are demanding to see the top person in charge of the Guoyidang to discuss it.

To put it another way, it’s really difficult for our police to handle it!”

Huo Zihang also knew that no one should be blamed for the crime. He hesitated and asked with a red face: "If...if I go to negotiate with them, they won't do anything to me, right?"

"Don't worry, Master Huo. With our police here, those brats won't dare to mess around!" The fat policeman patted the holster on his waist and said confidently.

When Huo Zihang arrived at the door under the protection of several police officers, he was dumbfounded. The scene was not only crowded with family members of the patients who came to make trouble and a team of police officers maintaining order, but also a group of reporters who had heard the news. They were carrying

Wandering around the crowd with long guns and short cannons, taking photos, videos, and interviewing some patients' families, Huo Zihang's heart, which had still wanted to suppress this matter secretly, was instantly broken to the point where not even the shards were left.

Seeing someone finally coming out of the Chinese Medical Hall, the noisy crowd surged towards Huo Zihang like a tide. Fortunately, there were several policemen with live ammunition standing beside him to protect him. Otherwise, Huo Zihang would have turned around when he saw this posture.

Even so, his legs could not help but tremble constantly, but the expression on his face still pretended to be calm and calm.

"Everyone be quiet!" the fat policeman shouted loudly, "Now Mr. Huo Zihang, the young boss of the Yanjing headquarters of the National Medical Hall, will have a dialogue with you. Please maintain the principle of civilized dialogue!"

The scene was indeed much quieter. Although the voices of cursing and cursing could still be heard, at least the basic conditions for speaking could be maintained. Huo Zihang was obviously a public relations expert. He walked up and bowed deeply to everyone, and then he felt guilty.

Said: "First of all, on behalf of Guoyitang, I would like to express my most sincere apology to the vast number of consumers. This incident is indeed the fault of our Guoyitang. We have now stopped production and sales of white jade beauty aquatic products, and we will also take responsibility for the sold products."

We will vigorously repurchase the products. We have carried out unified resettlement for the victims of this incident and immediately set up a team of experts to provide rehabilitation treatment for all patients. We will do our best to cure the victims and treat you to the greatest extent possible.

Make amends!”

"It's a lot of nonsense. That's what you told us last time. Why is there still no progress in your treatment?"

"Unscrupulous profiteers, give back the health of our loved ones!"

"If you ruin my wife's appearance, I will cut off your roots!"

"..."

Just as Huo Zihang finished speaking, the scene was once again filled with noise and insults. Since the consumer group of White Jade Beauty Water is women, the people who came to make trouble today were basically all young or middle-aged men.

When their wives, lovers, or girlfriends were killed and their facial skin ulcerated, they naturally felt a fire in their hearts. Dozens or hundreds of young and middle-aged men started to act up and yell, and the momentum was really scary.

"Quiet! Tell me one by one, how will Mr. Huo answer you if you are making trouble like this?" the fat policeman shouted angrily.

Professional reporters are more familiar with the rules. A female reporter wearing glasses habitually raised her hand to ask questions. After being slapped by the fat policeman, she squeezed forward and asked: "Mr. Huo, we just learned from the interview with the patient's family that the Chinese medicine

The doctor has conducted intensive treatment on the patient a few days ago. Is there any progress in the treatment now?"

As expected of a reporter, he got to the point with just one sentence. This was exactly the question that concerned everyone at the scene. This question was obviously more effective than the angry shouts of the fat policeman just now. The scene instantly became quiet and looked anxious.

Waiting for Huo Zihang's answer.

Huo Zihang calmed down and replied calmly: "After the problem arose, our Chinese Medical Hall immediately formed a team of experts to study the treatment plan. Now we have sorted out the clues and the treatment plan is being improved. We will treat the patient again tomorrow.

Consultation and strive to restore all patients to health in the shortest possible time!”

"Does that mean there is still no substantial progress and no exact recovery time?" the female reporter continued to ask.

This question made Huo Zihang a little angry, but he still said kindly: "This journalist friend, treatment is different from other things. No one can guarantee a specific recovery time. I can only tell you that we will try our best to do it as soon as possible."

Heal them within time!”

The fat policeman saw that the female reporter's questions were getting more and more sharp, so he asked a new male reporter to ask the question.

"Mr. Huo, as the most authoritative traditional Chinese medicine institution in the country, the Chinese Medical Hall has such a serious accident this time, which must affect the hearts of all citizens. Everyone is very concerned about the patient's current physical condition, so your consultation with the patient tomorrow will be

Is it right to be transparent and open?" the male reporter asked.

Huo Zihang's face tightened, and he cursed in his mind, why did this man ask more annoying questions than that woman?

"Are you saying that your reporters will follow the entire treatment process and report on it?" Huo Zihang smiled and shook his head, asking and answering, "I'm sorry, the patient's current physical condition needs to rest, and the presence of reporters and friends will affect them.

Rest and our treatment of the patient, but please rest assured that we will announce the progress of the treatment at any time to let everyone know the latest situation of the patient!"

Huo Zihang thought that his answer would leave the male reporter speechless and deftly resolve the problem. Unexpectedly, just after he finished speaking, before the male reporter could react, the patient's family members at the scene began to protest first.

"Why not transparent and open treatment? We have the right to know the latest status of our loved ones!"

“Shadow companies are afraid of reporters’ follow-up reports and exposure of their ugly behavior!”

"..."

The family members of the patients at the scene cursed and yelled again, and finally raised their fists and shouted a uniform slogan: "Transparency and openness, follow-up reporting! Transparency and openness, follow-up reporting..."

"You guys..."

Huo Zihang wanted to say something, but the fat policeman stabbed him quietly with his arm from behind and said in a low voice: "Mr. Huo, don't argue with them now. Just make it public. Anyway, things have become like this now."

, these reporters are so impatient, you can't hide it even if you want to, but you have given them the excuse. The most important thing is, if they are completely angered now, with the little police force we have now, these guns are really holding

I can’t live in the place!”

"But..." Huo Zihang really wants to say that they haven't found a suitable treatment plan yet. If the treatment is made public and followed up, wouldn't it be embarrassing and thrown into the grandma's house? But now the situation is forcing Huo Zihang to have to

He bit the bullet and said, "Okay, tomorrow our treatment of patients will be transparent and open. Journalists are welcome to come to follow up and report. However, the patient needs to rest. Journalists can only wait outside the ward and must not enter the ward to affect us."

treatment and patient rest!”

The farce was finally over, but Huo Zihang couldn't be happy at all. He turned around and continued to hold an emergency meeting, preparing to work out a treatment plan overnight!



Lin Yi was much more leisurely. After dinner in the evening, he curled up on the sofa with two beauties, Su Qianmo and Cheng Fei'er, and watched TV. He didn't take the competition with Huo Zihang to heart tomorrow at all.

Today is indeed the information age. What happens in the National Medical Hall in the afternoon has become news broadcast on TV in the evening.

"Do you think your Chinese Medical Hall is going to become popular?" Cheng Feier pointed at the TV screen and laughed without conscience.

"Please don't say 'you'. This afternoon, I have already drawn a clear line with this unscrupulous company!" Lin Yi spread his hands indifferently, shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Brother, such an innocent little green onion, how can I

How can we collude with them and join in the evil deeds?"


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