Leng Yiyan's words let reporters capture important information.

They also want to ask two questions, the medical staff outside the door and the security of the hospital have arrived.

It's no small matter that the reporter broke into the ward.

For a moment, the scene was chaotic.

Seven or eight security guards surrounded the reporters and kept preventing them from filming and questioning.

Because of its bad nature, the hospital even launched an emergency plan and called all the police station personnel under its jurisdiction.

Half an hour later, peace returned to the ward.

Leng Yiyan stood at the head of the bed, his thick eyebrows tightened, he said nothing, and the atmosphere around him was slightly tense.

The other five patients in the ward looked at each other. Although they didn't speak, everyone's face was full of curiosity and examination.

They all heard the reporters' questions just now.

I didn't expect that woman was still a star's foster mother.

At this time, even lady look decadent sitting at the end of the bed, her face, the whole person like frost eggplant general.

She didn't expect that the reporters would find her ward.

Thinking of this, she looked at Leng Yiyan bitterly, "Xiao Leng, you just went downstairs to smoke, didn't you see those reporters?"

Hearing this, Leng Yiyan raised his eyebrows and said carelessly, "I see."

"Then why don't you stop them? If you do it earlier, they won't be able to get in

Ms. Lian's natural attitude is just ridiculous.

Even Wen Zhiyuan couldn't listen, "brother Yan just went down to smoke. Besides, he was alone and couldn't stop so many reporters!"

When she finished, Leng Yiyan put his hand on her shoulder and patted her. Then he looked at Ms. Lian and said sarcastically, "I did see reporters, but I didn't think they came to interview you."

Ms. Lian choked and shut her mouth bitterly.

Wen Zhiyuan sees that she is still discontented and frowns for Leng Yi Yan. "They will break in, but it's not because of the press conference.

Now they know my relationship with you, and they don't know what it will look like. You'd better not come back to my ward these days. "

Ms. Lian raised her head in panic, "girl, I..."

Wen Zhiyuan doesn't want to listen to Ms. Lian's explanation.

If she hadn't found her, how could the media have gone to the surgical ward for interviewing her.

It's all caused by her. Fortunately, brother Yan didn't do it.

Ms. Lian was stung by Wen Zhiyuan's tone, and looked at her in disbelief, "Nannan, how can you talk like this?

I don't do these things for our family? Your father is now... "

"Since he is so ill, you'd better go back quickly."

Wen Zhiyuan forcibly interrupts Ms. Lian's words, and there is no hidden conflict between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Little girl..."

Ms. Lian also wanted to explain for herself, but Leng Yiyan had already got up and asked the guest coldly: "please go back, she needs a rest."

Then Wen Zhiyuan pulls up the quilt and turns his back to her.

This situation this scene, even lady face no light, hesitated repeatedly or disheartened left the ward.

She walked in a hurry and breathed violently. She came to a corner of the stairs where there was no one. Then she took out her cell phone and dialed an unknown number.

Three times later, the phone was picked up, Ms. Lian immediately anxiously asked: "just a reporter ran to the hospital, they will not scribble?"