The two of them often exchanged information privately, and their colleague said generously: "Okay, for the sake of our good relationship, let me tell you. There may be something wrong with Du Shi's boss!"
Ling Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but hold her phone tightly, left her work station, and walked to a deserted corner:
"What's the problem?"
The colleague lowered his voice, but could not hide the excitement in his tone:
"Didn't our Gang City police just arrest a group of people from a blood selling syndicate this time? According to reliable information, one of the suspects insisted in the police station that one of the 'blood sheep' who had their blood drawn had two bags of blood.
It’s almost 1000 ml, but it’s not dead yet. Then I measured the blood pressure and heart rate of this blood sheep, and it was not normal either…”
"This matter was quite a big fuss within the police station at that time, but it seems that the blood sheep has a high status, so the lawyer came over and tried to suppress it."
"According to our inquiries from various sources, the Blood Sheep is actually Zong Lu, the boss of Dushi, which was just founded in Tancheng, and he is also the son of the Jingzhou Zong family."
"So, my colleague rushed to Tancheng today..."
Ling Wanwan felt something in her heart. She wanted to take advantage of the publicity event to question Zong Lu in public.
Maybe he will be allowed to prove his innocence and prove that he is a normal person!
Zong Lu is afraid that he may be in trouble...
She suppressed her busy mood, said a few words and hung up the phone.
…
Luo Hong Hotel.
The promotional campaign has begun.
In the banquet hall, many media have gathered at the scene.
Zong Lu sat on the stage accompanied by his company subordinates.
The subordinate read the speech to the media.
After the press conference, it was time for free questions from the media.
The emcee said into the microphone:
"Now is the free question time. Friends from the media can speak as you like. Which unit wants to start first?"
Several reporters from the Gangshi Wentianxia website looked at each other and one of them raised his hand.
The master of ceremonies nodded.
The male reporter with sharp eyes stood up and his sharp eyes fell on Zong Lu impartially:
"I would like to ask Mr. Zong this question, is it okay?"
Zong Lu could see the bad intentions in the other person's expression.
Suddenly, Chi Heng walked out from the backstage, walked quietly behind Zong Lu, and whispered in his ear:
"Master, Miss Ling is here. She is backstage and wants to see you."
Zong Lu's expression changed.
"How about I tell Ms. Ling to wait backstage for a while until the promotional event is over before we go over?"
Zong Lu didn't think much about it, shook his head, and winked at the emcee.
The emcee immediately said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zong has some urgent business to deal with and needs to leave for a short while. First, other members of our company will answer questions from the media."
The reporter looked disappointed when he saw Zong Lu getting up and walking backstage, but he was not in a hurry, he was going to come out anyway.
Zong Lu arrived backstage and saw Ling Wanwan standing in the lounge with a nervous expression.
He walked over and said, "You want to see me if you have something to do?"
Ling Wanwan stared at him, stepped forward and said: "The reporters from Wentianxia in Gang City learned about you from the people of the blood selling group and suspected that your body is different from normal people. They are planning to use it in publicity activities
Reveal your secret. Find a reason and leave quickly."
Zong Lu's expression changed, but he was not surprised, nor was he shocked. Instead, he raised his lips and stared at her deeply:
"Did you come here to save me specifically for this reason?"
Ling Wanwan didn't know why he could be so calm and composed, so she went over and grabbed his wrist: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go quickly. We will be blocked by those reporters later and it will be difficult to escape."
Zong Lu's mood became even brighter, and he glanced at her and grabbed his hand.
That day in the company, she still couldn't avoid herself, as if she was looking at a monster.
Now, he took the initiative to grab his own hand.
He whispered: "Don't be afraid, Wanwan."
Ling Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and his anxious mood was calmed down by his four words.
Zong Lu continued: "Now that I'm gone, won't it make them more suspicious that there is something wrong with me? This matter will never end."
Ling Wanwan frowned: "Then what are you going to do? People in Wentianxia may ask you about having your blood drawn in Gang City later. If you deny it, they may ask you to confirm your body in public.
No problem…what do you do?”
Zong Lu walked to the cabinet in the lounge, took out the bag he carried with him, and took out two things.
Ling Wanwan clearly saw that it was a disposable syringe and a small bottle of injection, and opened her mouth:
"This is……"
Zong Lu skillfully put the bottle of unknown injection into the syringe, and then handed it to Ling Wanwan. Immediately, he rolled up his left arm sleeve and calmly said:
"Adrenaline."
Dr. Ouyang prepared it for him.
Just to prevent this from happening.
Ling Wanwan was stunned: "...kidney...adrenaline?"
She understands.
Adrenaline is something that can quickly increase blood pressure and other physiological indicators.
It can even save people whose hearts have stopped and whose blood pressure has dropped to zero.
And it can last for a while.
Zong Lu broke the silence and looked at her with a smile: "Can you inject?"
Ling Wanwan pulled herself back from her thoughts. When she went to a backward country for interviews, she learned first aid in a hospital, including some basic medical skills. She nodded, picked up the needle, and injected the liquid into Zong Lu.
…
At the promotional event, after several media asked a few questions, reporters from Wentianxia couldn't wait any longer and were quite impatient:
"Excuse me...has Mr. Zong not come out yet?"
The emcee was about to respond when he heard footsteps coming from the backstage. Zong Lu returned to the stage, straightened his sleeves and sat down. His cold gaze went straight down the stage and fell on the reporter, raising his hand to signal:
"Since this friend from the media is so anxious, please raise your questions."
The reporter couldn’t wait to stand up:
"Mr. Zong, in fact, apart from the unique time you created this time, we are more interested in you personally."
"According to reliable information from our informants, we learned that you were accidentally involved in the case of a blood selling group in Gang City a few days ago. You accidentally became their blood sheep and became the target of blood draws. The suspects within the group were arrested by the police.
The Bureau declares that your body is different from that of ordinary people."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience started talking.
The expressions of several subordinates changed, and they were about to call the security guards. However, Zong Lu raised his palm and waved it faintly, indicating that it was not necessary. He faced the reporters in the audience without changing his expression:
"What do you mean by "different", I don't understand."
The reporter raised his voice to Mai:
"According to the suspect, nearly 2,000 ml of blood was drawn from you without any reaction. When measured later, your blood pressure was only 30/15, while the blood pressure of a normal healthy person should be at least above 100/60."
"You even refused to call 120 by the Gang City police and went to a hospital you were familiar with. Does this mean that you...are really not a normal person, for fear of being known?"