Chapter 24: Media Interview?

"An … an injection?"

Li Qiang did a double take.

"Yes!"

The "old professor" put down the book in his hand and said, "I'm a doctor. Injecting and treating illnesses is my job."

Only then did Li Qiang notice that the "old professor" was not wearing a hospital gown, but a white coat.

He felt a little weird.

But to find that damned psychopath with stockings on his head, he went all out. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Old mister, I can give you an injection, but you have to promise to tell me about Jiang He!"

"Don't call me old mister. Just call me Doctor Wang."

Old Wang's eyes twinkled as he commanded, "Lie there and raise your butt …"

Li Qiang lay down.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his butt and exclaimed, "Why are you taking off my pants?"

Old Wang replied, "How can I give you an injection without taking off your pants?"

It seemed …

It made sense?

Then, Li Qiang felt his butt being poked.

It seemed …

It was not a needle?

He looked back and jumped up, knocking Old Wang down with a punch. Pulling up his pants, he ran out, cursing as he ran, "Damn it … this old man, damn it, damn it!!!"

He ran back to 207.

Chen Xiang asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Qiang was too embarrassed to say, and only said, "Brother Chen, I can't get anything out of these psychopaths. Why don't I search the wards one by one?"

Chen Xiang was about to speak.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He answered the call and said a few words. His face became colder and colder.

Li Qiang was a little frightened and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Chen?"

Chen Xiang said coldly, "The Tempest Martial Arts Dojo has reported this matter to the media … now, the media has surrounded the dojo!"

Li Qiang was surprised and asked, "How did the Tempest Martial Arts Dojo know about this?"

"Why do you care?"

Chen Xiang was quite angry and said angrily, "Why aren't you getting lost and looking for him?"

"Immediately!"

"Immediately!"

"Find that psychopath for me … Otherwise, you'll be punished according to the family law!"

Brother Bai also scolded, "Why are you still standing there?

Go find him! "

Chen Xiang: "You go too. Even if you have to turn this mental hospital upside down, you have to find that bastard for me!"

Senior Brother Bai and Li Qiang ran out of Ward 207 as fast as they could.

In the ward, Chen Xiang's face was ashen.

He turned on his phone and searched the local forums and news in Wu City. Sure enough, he saw relevant reports.

Ever since "Fang Tailai" had become a Grandmaster, the Thunder Dojo had become very famous in the past three months. The number of Martial Arts Dojo apprentices had more than doubled … The Thunder Dojo had even bought a building in the base city and planned to open a third branch.

But Xixia Base City and Wu City were only so big.

The Rumbling Thunder Martial Arts School was in a frenzy.

The business of the other dojos was naturally bad. The people in those dojos were all holding back evil tricks in their bellies!

This was especially true for the Swift Wind Martial Arts Club, which had a history with the Lightning Martial Arts Club.

[An official disciple of the Rushing Thunder Martial School was injured by a lunatic], how could they let go of such shocking news?

Yun Yanchen had investigated the Rumbling Thunder Martial Arts School and knew that she had bribed the people in the school to obtain information.

As a competitor, the Tempest Martial Arts School would naturally have spies.

Therefore, they had already received the news last night. After working through the night, this matter finally broke out half an hour ago. There were media reporters surrounding the Thunder Rushing Martial Arts School.

There were also media reporters, led by the disciples of the Tempest Martial Arts Club, who rushed to Anning Mental Hospital.

She just needed to find that psychopath.

Interview.

If the news of him "beating up" a disciple of the Rumbling Thunder Martial Arts Club was exposed, the Rumbling Thunder Martial Arts Club would be finished!

You're a f * cking official disciple. If you can't even beat a mental patient, who would dare to practice martial arts?

Chen Xiang had thought of this, which was why he was so anxious.

Even he himself could not sit still. He left Room 207 and looked around.

Finally …

In front of the nurse's desk, Chen Xiang inquired about a useful news.

Jiang He's three roommates were staying in a VIP ward on the fourth floor, which he often visited.

Chen Xiang called Li Qiang and the disciple surnamed Bai over and said, "Let's go to the fourth floor!"

They had just reached the top of the stairs …Crash!

A series of hurried footsteps could be heard.

A group of media reporters had barged into the inpatient department. There was no telling where they got the news from, but they seemed to know where Jiang He was … and headed straight for the top of the stairs.

The one in the lead was a middle-aged man wearing a training suit.

Chen Xiang recognized him at once, and stepped forward to block his way, growling, "What are you doing here, Yang Wanjie?"

Yang Wanjie was a personal disciple of the head of the Tempest Martial Arts Club.

The head of the Tempest Martial Arts Club was surnamed He, and he had nine personal disciples. Yang Wanjie was ranked fourth, and was also a rank-five martial artist. He was not surprised to see Chen Xiang, and smiled instead. "I heard that there's a talent in this mental hospital, so I brought a few media friends here to interview him … Chen Xiang, you're not here for that person too, are you?"

Chen Xiang sneered inwardly!

Mental patient?

You guys must have arranged this, didn't you?

He signaled with his eyes.

Li Qiang and Brother Bai stepped forward together, blocking the path of the media reporters.

Normal people were in awe of martial artists.

Even so …

The media reporters were different.

Some media outlets would even make up stories about grandmasters to gain attention, let alone two normal martial artists.

One of the reporters shoved a microphone in front of Li Qiang and Brother Bai, asking, "Are you two disciples of the Thunder Rush Martial Arts Club?

I heard that Ma Long and Li Qiang from your dojo were injured by a patient from Anning Mental Rehabilitation Center … Are you here to take revenge on that patient? "

"You're blocking the media because you don't want this matter to be exposed?"

…

Fourth floor.

VIP ward.

[Ding!]

[Reasonable use of medicine, strength + 10kg.][Ding!]

[Reasonable use of medicine, strength + 10kg.]After eating the Twenty-Four Flavored Rehmannia Pills and the medicine Director An brought, Jiang He whipped out his phone for a look and frowned. "What's going on?"

"It's been so long. Why isn't the food here yet?"

"It would be past mealtime if it's another ten minutes."

On the sofa nearby.

Director An, who was chatting with Zhang San, Li Si, and Pockmarked Wang, saw that Jiang He was rather irritable and consoled him, "It's fine. Good food doesn't need to be late. Perhaps the restaurant's delivery person got stuck in a traffic jam … don't you have their phone number?"

"Just make a call and ask."

"Yes!"

Jiang He slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I would have forgotten if you didn't mention it!"

He took out his phone.

He made the call.

"What?"

"He's been sent to the inpatient department?"

"Where are you guys then?"

"Stuck at the top of the stairs?"

"Bullsh * t, how can there be so many people in our hospital's inpatient department?

What?

Media? "

Seeing that it was time for dinner, Jiang He was afraid that his Reasonable Diet would be delayed, and promptly barked angrily.

"Wait for me there."

"I'll be right down."

"I'd like to see which blind lunatic sent reporters to the hospital again!"

(End of Chapter)