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Chapter 684: If you don’t fight back, someone will destroy the hospital!

 There was the editor-in-chief who made the decision, and the reporter who wrote the story. The latest report on the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital immediately appeared on the front page of the "Banana Daily" the next day.

The first line of title, with the font maximized, is eye-catching:

"Pregnant woman in labor is in extreme pain and begs for help, but the cold-blooded hospital ignores her"

Below the title, without getting into the main topic, there is a cartoon. In the cartoon, the mother is disheveled, kneeling on her knees, holding her belly and begging, looking like she is about to collapse;

Opposite the mother, there was a spell caster in a robe, with a fat head, big ears, and a prominent chest and belly. He raised the money bag high with his left hand, as if shaking it, and made a casting motion with his right hand, with a circle of light emitting from his palm, pointing at the money bag.

;

Above the caster's head, a line is circled with bubbles, which is shocking:

"No gold coins, no treatment!"

Looking at the text below the cartoon, it is even more powerful and denounces Fang Qiu. The author poured all his righteous anger into the text and poured it into the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital:

"Growing up, in my mind, healers are compassionate and kind beings. They bring the power given by the gods to the world, save lives, heal diseases, and soothe pain... whenever we suffer from diseases.

, as long as you see a healer, you see hope.”

"However, I have never dared to imagine that there could be such a cold-blooded healer who could stand by and ignore the pain of patients! Let the mother writhe in pain, kneel on the ground and scream, and still claim, 'If you don't pay, there will be no analgesia.'"

Spell', simply appalling!"

"When you were studying in the temple, when you understood the blessings of the gods, do you still remember the oaths you made?"

"What's more, such a cold-blooded thing actually happened at the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital. The woman who was wailing in pain, but was ignored by the hospital, was the wife of a naval officer. Her husband was at sea fighting for the Queen!"

"The Queen's mercy and favor have been swallowed up by them. Even the officers of the Royal Navy and the families of those who shed blood and died for the Queen cannot be taken care of!"

The daily circulation number of "Banana Daily" is about 1,000, and its distribution targets are mainly small workshop owners, small vendors, and taverns. In short, it is aimed at those who have a little culture, can read newspapers, but are not too impatient to read.

The audience for high-end articles is relatively fixed.

However, this time, after a thousand copies, it soon became a thousand copies again.

Then, this article was continuously reprinted in serious newspapers such as "The Courier" and "Current News", and down to unrefined newspapers such as "Nanhai Daily" and "Hot Girl", which even published news about Hua Jie.

Tabloids…

"Well done, Miss Brad." The editor-in-chief pushed a money bag over with appreciation:

"What we, Banana Daily, need is a young lady like you who is flexible and has a sense of justice. From today on, you have been promoted to a formal editor, with a monthly salary of one gold coin, plus bonuses for editing and editing. Come on, here is your bonus.

…”

"Thank you, editor-in-chief! I am just a newbie in this industry, and I still have a lot to learn from you!"

The bespectacled girl proudly accepted the purse, and began to pack her desk under the envious eyes of her colleagues. After the door was closed, the editor-in-chief touched his pocket proudly, and twirled the pocket with his fingers.

Hard card inside:

Well, that gentleman seems to be very satisfied with his report...

By the way, it seems that the newspaper office should move again! It will be moved tomorrow!

Articles from "Banana Daily", as well as various reprints, soon landed on the desks of interested people. At the Spring Water Temple, His Excellency the Priest tapped the "Current News" on the table and frowned slightly:

"What happened? Who did it?"

"We are still investigating, Your Excellency." His student, 7th-level priest Mullen Duer, stood across from the desk and replied respectfully:

"These reports... should we suppress them? After all, some of us are studying in the hospital, and if we allow this kind of thinking to spread, some people will accuse us in the future of not saving our lives..."

"Let's take a look at the situation first." The chief priest's heart began to bleed when he thought of the 20,000 gold coins. When he thought of the queen bypassing them and specially asking a magician to come over to take care of the delivery, his heart began to bleed even more. The action of tapping the newspaper unknowingly

A few minutes faster:

"They haven't asked for help yet, so what's the point of us just suppressing the news? Besides, the Spring Water Temple has been majestic for thousands of years, and no one dares to block the entrance of the temple and call us cold-blooded without treatment!"

Priest Duer quietly withdrew. Other forces, such as the Temple of the God of War, and some major nobles, most adopted a temporary bystander strategy. Only Baroness Witteg hurried to the hospital with a stack of newspapers.

"Someone is attacking me again..."

Grete stroked the report on the paper and was slightly lost in thought. The Baroness said urgently:

"You're still in a daze!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Gretel smiled and reassured her. In his opinion, this kind of attack was really nothing:

At the very least, the mother gave birth safely and did not jump off the building in the hospital due to excessive pain;

At the very least, no one took the most shocking pictures and published them everywhere in newspapers and on the Internet;

At the very least, no one is carrying corpses, drawing circles, burning paper money, and occupying the emergency hall of your hospital;

At the very least, if there is no strict accountability from the superior department, even if you are not at fault, you will be asked to pay tens of millions and the licenses of two doctors will be revoked...

It was just a few big newspapers and tabloids circulating, and it was an unknown number of levels lower than the intensity in his previous life. This level of attack gave him enough time to think while sighing:

How to fight back?

How to clear your name?

Or even, how to dig out the mastermind behind the scenes and directly strike back?

"What are you laughing at? Talk!" The Baroness was about to slap the table. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a spell caster and couldn't beat him, she really wanted to slap him on the head with a newspaper:

"I got news that in the military club these days, someone is banging the table and scolding you every day! If you don't think of a way, watch out for them to come and smash your hospital!"

Gretel was finally surprised. However, the words he said made the Baroness choke in her chest and almost fainted:

"What? The army can also come to your door to cause trouble? Doesn't the army need a military order when it leaves camp, mobilizes, and executes orders?"

Is the military discipline of the Queen's army so poor?

"...What about when they're on vacation?"

"I disobeyed military orders and attacked the hospital. Does that mean I can fight back indefinitely?"

"..."

"You're just joking. Don't worry, I've already made preparations. I'm just waiting for an opportunity to make things worse and counterattack beautifully!"

****

Asking for a monthly ticket!

Looking for a guaranteed monthly ticket for March!

So far, there are only 26 pictures, and 3 of them are my own, which is heartbreaking...

None of you love me anymore!


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