Actually, the reporter had worked in the press for so many years, how could he not know that there was a problem with this piece of news about Wen Zhan, and how could he not guess what Jiang Manling meant?

However, he knew best that he was a nobody. Jiang Manling wanted to use his hands to make Wen Zhan a good thing. After all, this was the only way for the news to make a big splash.

He and Jiang Manling chased after fame and profit.

"Alright, then I'll hurry back and get the manuscript out tonight. I'll post the video tonight." The reporter looked tentatively at Jiang Manling, wanting to ask for her opinion and see where the focus of the manuscript was.

DS Hospital not only has Wen Zhan's shares, if accidentally implicated the reputation of the hospital, I'm afraid that Jiang Manling will be unhappy.

"There's no need to write a manuscript. Cut the video and post it on the official blog as a trailer. The'truth 'will follow." The corner of Jiang Manling's mouth hooked up, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

The reporter immediately understood what she meant and repeatedly nodded to show that he would do as she said.

Jiang Manling looked at him with satisfaction, then pointed to the path outside the side door and said, "Go out and turn left. Is your car parked in the underground garage?"

"No, we're parked right next to the door." The reporter didn't think too much and pointed Jiang Manling in the direction.

"Alright, hurry and go back. Have a good trip." Jiang Man Ling looked at him, Xiaoxiao, and watched them leave.

However, when they turned around and walked out of the alley, she did not return to the hospital. Instead, she followed the group of reporters and watched them get into the car. She also noted down the license plate number of the car.

"Help me track a black jeep with license plate number XXX, including the people in the car. I need to keep track of their whereabouts for the next three months." How could Jiang Manling still have such a gentle expression at this moment? Her face was filled with disgust towards this group of reporters. If it wasn't for this video, why would she stay with such a lowly person? It was really dirty!

Jiang Manling took out a wet towel and carefully wiped the hand that had just touched the reporter, as if it was stained with disgusting dirt.

However, when she returned to the hospital to face the others, she regained her approachable appearance.

When the security guard saw that Jiang Manling had returned, he hurriedly walked to her side and warmly greeted her.

A trace of rejection flashed through Jiang Manling's eyes. Then, she said to the security guard with a straight face, "In the future, the media will not be allowed to enter without my permission. Today, I will take care of this matter for you, but if President Wen catches you in the future, I will not be able to protect you."

"Thank you, thank you, President Jiang!" The security guard bowed gratefully to Jiang Manling. He thought that Jiang Manling was still kind-hearted and considerate of the people at the bottom!

Jiang Manling smiled hypocritically and turned to go upstairs.

At the same time, Wu Yang had already returned to the ward. Wen Zhan did not tell her anything about the media. Instead, he steadily accompanied her and Chen Yuanyuan to breakfast.

Chen Yuanyuan had the habit of brushing dramas while eating. She drank soy milk leisurely and casually clicked on a pop-up news page.

"Pfft … cough cough!" Seeing Wen Zhan's black face in the video and the argument in front of her bed, she choked with excitement.

Wu Yang quickly pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to her. He patted her back and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Sister Wu Yang, look." Chen Yuanyuan raised her phone and looked worriedly at the two people in front of her.

The video had just been released, and it briefly explained what had happened. However, the mosaic on Wen Zhan's face and the iconic pink wall of DS Hospital-Blue Door-were shining brightly, telling everyone that this was an interview about the patients of DS Hospital jumping off the building yesterday!

What was even more disgusting was that the video had been maliciously edited. In just twenty seconds, Wen Zhan had been talking, and it looked like he was making trouble for no reason.

As Wu Yang watched the video, he slid downwards. Although the release time was still short, there was already a message from the netizen who represented "justice" below.

Looking at the obviously inflammatory words, she didn't even need to think about it to know that someone was maliciously orchestrating behind her back.

Wen Zhan didn't watch the video because the company's crisis PR had already discovered it and made an emergency plan.

"President Wen, we can't admit that this video has anything to do with you and the DS Hospital. The popularity of the X-Blog has dropped. The other party has bought the Navy. Should we buy it as well?"

"Yes." Wen Zhan lowered his eyes and finished editing the word. He silently put down his phone.

The moment he was photographed, he knew that the result would be like this. Rather than being angry, it was more ridiculous.

It was ridiculous that the reporter was overestimating himself, and the mastermind behind this ridiculous plot was actually helpless, even using such a despicable trick.

He then called his friend who worked for the Department of Public Information. A few days ago, his friend complained to him that there weren't enough spots for inspection this year. Since the New Day Morning Post had taken the initiative to kill him, he would wait for him to be banned.

Not long ago, Wu Yang was violently attacked by the Internet, so she naturally substituted her feelings for Wen Zhan. She mistakenly thought that Wen Zhan was so angry that she could no longer speak, so she silently held his hand to cheer him up.

Wen Zhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the serious Wu Yang. Originally, he wanted to tell her that he wasn't that fragile, but after thinking about it, this was the first time Wu Yang took the initiative to hold his hand. He raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

Just as the three of them were about to finish their meal, the company's public relations department called again.

"President Wen, the other media have also started to forward the news. They are still playing with Miss Wu's previous matters. The news is spreading too fast, so our company can't completely suppress it!" The public relations manager was so busy in the morning that he wished he could grow eight hands to solve this matter as soon as possible. "Moreover, I heard from a friend of mine in the media that there was news that someone was spending a lot of money to buy you and Miss Wu from behind. Many companies have already come to the hospital to step on it!"

Wen Zhan's address had been exposed under the arrangement of someone with a heart.

He stood by the window and looked down. Sure enough, there were a few more business vans downstairs.

Fortunately, the security facilities of the DS Hospital were well done, and the media reporters who wanted to enter were all blocked outside.

If this matter only involved Wen Zhan, he could completely eliminate those media by any means, but once it involved Wu Yang, he would have to be cautious.

Wen Zhan put down his phone and looked at Wu Yang. She happened to be on vacation today. Compared to staying in the hospital, it was better for him to go home.

"I'll send you back." He held Wu Yang's hand.

Just now, Wu Yang had heard Wen Zhan's conversation with the public relations manager, so after handing Chen Yuanyuan over to the nurse, she followed Wen Zhan downstairs.

There was an elevator in the through train garage in the DS Hospital. The two of them took the elevator to the basement, but they didn't want the media to be there long ago!

The dazzling flash lit up the moment the elevator door opened. Wu Yang's eyes went blurry as he flew into the air and fell straight forward.

A sharp alarm sounded at the same time.

"Ah!"

Wu Yang screamed.

The elevator door suddenly malfunctioned, directly clamping her feet!