Chapter 384 Apprenticeship with Pluto (63)
The dean came forward with Wu Han and Zhu Zhijun, director of the department.
As the general person in charge of the hospital, the director will of course come forward to explain.
Wu Han is the party involved in the turmoil and the main target of criticism from all outside voices.
The man had lost a lot of weight, but he was neat and tidy, with a calm and steady expression. When he sat down, he smiled at the reporters in the audience.
No matter who looked at it, no one could detect the slightest trace of guilt or uneasiness on his face.
The reporters couldn't wait for the meeting to begin. They directly raised their microphones to Wu Han and asked questions loudly.
"Dr. Wu, you seem to be in good spirits. What do you think when you look at the family members of the deceased?"
Wu Han said nothing, holding a piece of paper in his hand. No matter who asked questions, they remained silent.
Reporters came one after another, asking questions in order to capture the most exciting news.
"Everyone on the Internet has given you a nickname, Wu Ming, Wu Ming. Do you think this nickname suits you?"
"Having been hiding in the hospital for so many days, has Dr. Wu already thought of a way to deal with it?"
"Dr. Wu's medical license shows that you became a regular surgeon at the age of twenty-five. It is now your third year of work, and such a big thing has happened. Can we express your opinion on your medical license? Question? ”
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Endless questions came one after another.
Wu Han kept his head down from beginning to end, holding the paper in his hand, smiling and saying nothing.
It wasn't until 8:30 that the press conference officially started.
The dean was the first to stand up and speak, but he only said a few words briefly, and then handed the microphone to Wu Han.
Wu Han adjusted the position of the microphone and before he started speaking, a shrill cry suddenly came from beside him, like a thunder suddenly exploding in mid-air, startling everyone in the room. She was the daughter of the deceased, and it was she who had been crying for so many days.
"My mother, who is less than sixty years old, it's all your fault, it's all your fault!"
As her crying became louder and louder, she changed patterns and tunes, as if she was a professional grave-crying performer. Those who didn't know better thought there was a grave-crying performance in front of the hospital.
Wu Han stopped talking, raised his head, and just watched her cry quietly.
Hundreds of people in the audience fell silent, and the camera pointed at her face and filmed quietly.
At this time, the whole entrance of the hospital echoed with the sound of a woman crying with a high melody and a sonorous and powerful voice. She cried and sang "Ouch" and "Mom". Everyone looked over involuntarily and saw the crying woman, howling without shedding tears.
The woman, who was still in good spirits at first and cried miserably, gradually realized that something was wrong.
She cried, she cried so miserably that the eyes of everyone looked at her not only without sympathy, but with eyes full of consideration and observation.
There was no emotion in these people's eyes, only cold observation and excitement.
It seemed that the more she cried, the happier these people became.
One dark camera after another was pointed at her face, waiting for her to continue her performance.
The woman is not a professional actor. She is used to touching her nose and face, but now when everyone is watching her performance with indifferent eyes, she can't cry anymore.
The crying at the beginning gradually changed.
She imitated the acting style of an actor and tried hard to adjust the expression on her face, showing pain, sadness, and extreme anger.
Now that there were so many cameras pointed at her and so many people watching her from the other side, the woman's cry gradually began to tremble, even vibrating.
(End of chapter)