"Alright, alright, we'll go out. Don't get angry, don't lose your temper, and watch your wound."
Lin Liu said with a concerned face, then took Mr. Tang and left the hospital room.
She was really worried that her wound would burst open again, having just walked back from death's door; she didn't want to go through that once more.
At the hospital room door.
Lin Liu lowered her voice and asked, "What happened? I thought the issue had been suppressed?"
Mr. Tang heaved a sigh and looked helpless.
"It was suppressed at first, but later, I found out that someone called all the media companies and platforms, intending to heat up this matter."
Hearing this, Lin Liu was completely flabbergasted.
In Yue City, the number of people who could mobilize all the major media was few and far between.
Obviously, that person was Jiang Yan.
Besides him, she really couldn't think of anyone else.