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Chapter 296 Going to Visit Tang Qingzhi

He Lianquan frowned and questioned Zhen Jiabao as he was about to go on an adventure.

"Are you crazy? Do you know that there are not only reporters but also fans of Tang Qingzhi among these people. Most of them have seen the news that Tang Qingzhi's suicide has something to do with you. No wonder they eat it alive."

He Lianquan's worry was indeed very reasonable, but Zhen Jiabao was not a person who would easily give up in the face of danger. It could even be said that this situation actually made Zhen Jiabao even more excited.

"The reporters on the road before we entered the Public Security Bureau came after me, right? By the time we left the Public Security Bureau, there were no traces of them on the side of the road. You sent them away?"

Zhen Jiabao held his hand on the handle and turned his head to look at Helian Quan's playful question.

Seeing Zhen Jiabao determined to get out of the car, He Lianquan couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"Even if you have something to say, can you wait for the progress of the case to talk about it? Now everything is unclear, and you can only create talk for them when you go down."

He Lianquan tried his best to keep Zhen Jiabao in the car, but Zhen Jiabao didn't care.

"So what, no matter who it is, it's just someone else's talking point. I, Zhen Jiabao, can sit upright, and I'm afraid they will say it."

After Zhen Jiabao finished speaking, he opened the car door without waiting for He Lianquan to refute again, and the little face that had already been recognized by the people of City S appeared in everyone's sight.

"It's Zhen Jiabao! Has Zhen Jiabao come to the hospital?"

Suddenly, someone yelled, and everyone shot at Zhen Jiabao in unison, some of them with hatred.

Zhen Jiabao's whole body was exposed to those gazes, but he didn't look shy at all.

"How dare you show up in the hospital? Do you still think that Tang Qingzhi has not been harmed enough?"

Tang Qingzhi's fans were already yelling at Zhen Jiabao, while the reporters desperately pressed the shutter of their cameras on Zhen Jiabao.

"Miss Zhen Jiabao, I don't know what your purpose is for appearing in the hospital now? Could it be that Tang Qingzhi's suicide really has something to do with Miss Zhen Jiabao?"

"Miss Zhen Jiabao..."

Those reporters' questions were harsh and noisy, and Zhen Jiabao was exposed among these people. If the driver hadn't followed him out of the car and stood in front of Zhen Jiabao, there would have been radical fans who wanted to attack Zhen Jiabao.

"I only found out about Tang Qingzhi's suicide this morning. As for why I appeared here..."

Zhen Jiabao held the visit card that He Lianquan had just shown to him and raised it up.

"I just came out of the Public Security Bureau. If I really had something to do with Tang Qingzhi's suicide, do you think I would get the police's visitation permit so easily?"

Zhen Jiabao tilted his head slightly, looking at the slightly hesitant expressions on those people's faces.

"No matter how rich I am, I still can't bribe the judiciary, right? What do those people who say that I have something to do with Tang Qingzhi's suicide think?"

The tone of Zhen Jiabao's question was a bit playful, but it seemed out of place when Tang Qingzhi was still lying in the ward.

"Tang Qingzhi is already lying on the hospital bed, and you can still laugh?"

Suddenly, a fan yelled such a sentence, and the people around nodded their heads.

"If I don't laugh, am I still going to cry? Who am I crying for? My friend just committed suicide the night before, and someone poured this pot of dirty water on me. Don't think that I will give up because of such a small trick."

Zhen Jiabao's tone suddenly became tough, and he glared at the reporters.

"You keep saying that Tang Qingzhi committed suicide because of me. Do you have evidence? It's just because of some random guesses that you can think the relationship between me and Tang Qingzhi is so dirty. You are the worst. disgusting."

Zhen Jiabao knew that most of the reporters present came only after receiving money, so naturally he would not save face for them.

It is because of people like them that the public opinion has a lot of criticism of the journalist industry.

Because of Zhen Jiabao's scolding, some reporters somehow shut their mouths, but more reporters showed their unconvinced dissatisfaction with Zhen Jiabao.

"Since it has been said that Ms. Tang Qingzhi committed suicide, then of course Miss Zhen Jiabao will not be punished by law. I just hope that Zhen Jiabao really doesn't have any guilt in her heart."

Several reporters looked at each other, and suddenly said mockingly to Zhen Jiabao.

Zhen Jiabao didn't want to talk to these people any more, and walked towards the hospital entrance with the visit pass in his hand. Anyone who wanted to stop Zhen Jiabao was separated by the driver and the security guard who hurried out of the hospital.

He Lianquan sat in the car and did not show up in order not to cause more criticism to Zhen Jiabao. Ever since Zhen Jiabao got out of the car, He Lianquan had been worried that Zhen Jiabao would be sad because of those people's questioning and scolding. But Zhen Jiabao's performance today made He Lianquan a little relieved.

"Unexpectedly..."

He Lianquan looked at the back of Zhen Jiabao walking into the hospital, and then he sighed as if he was relieved, sitting in the back seat and sighing.

"Hello Miss Zhen, we have received the order from above, you can enter the ward after you put on your visiting clothes."

Two police officers were guarding the door of the ward. Zhen Jiabao walked to that ward alone after being sent to this floor by the hospital's security.

The two little policemen had a very good attitude towards Zhen Jiabao, and even guided Zhen Jiabao in the direction of changing the visiting clothes.

Zhen Jiabao didn't expect to need to wear a visiting suit when entering Tang Qingzhi's ward, and was even more worried about Tang Qingzhi's current situation.

Tang Qingzhi was lying on the hospital bed. The wound on her wrist had been bandaged layer by layer, but the blood was still slightly smeared.

Zhen Jiabao could tell at a glance that the wound on Tang Qingzhi's wrist was three to four centimeters wide. I really don't know how cruel Tang Qingzhi was when she committed suicide.

When Zhen Jiabao was at the Public Security Bureau, he had already prepared Tang Qingzhi for serious injuries, but when he suddenly saw her lying on the hospital bed as pale as white paper, Zhen Jiabao was at a loss as to what to do.

"..."

Before Zhen Jiabao entered the ward, Tang Qingzhi's attending doctor had a special meeting with her. The doctor said that Tang Qingzhi's desire to survive is not strong now, and hoped that Zhen Jiabao could arouse Tang Qingzhi's desire to wake up.

Now sitting beside the hospital bed, Zhen Jiabao, who was still trying to talk to Tang Qingzhi in order to make Tang Qingzhi wake up earlier, now has no idea what he should say to Tang Qingzhi.

Zhen Jiabao looked at the hideous wound on Tang Qingzhi's wrist and thought, Tang Qingzhi really didn't want to live anymore if he could hit him so hard.

"Tang Qingzhi, I am Zhen Jiabao."

After struggling for a long time, Zhen Jiabao still lay down beside Tang Qingzhi's hospital bed and spoke in a low voice.

"The evidence has now been sent to the Public Security Bureau by me. Don't worry, Wei Lai will be brought to justice in the near future."

Zhen Jiabao bit her lower lip, and continued to say to Tang Qingzhi: "If you are really tired, it doesn't matter if you rest for a while, but I hope you can wake up as soon as possible, and you have to watch Wei Lai being tortured with your own eyes. sent to prison."

I don't know if it was Zhen Jiabao's psychological effect. After saying this, Zhen Jiabao suddenly felt that Tang Qingzhi's closed eyelids twitched, but when Zhen Jiabao excitedly moved over and wanted to take a closer look, it recovered. Calm as if the movement just now was just Zhen Jiabao's psychological effect.

"...I came to the hospital to see you, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel to me."

Zhen Jiabao sighed in disappointment, sat back on the chair by the bed and talked in a low mood.

Since Tang Qingzhi was out of danger only in the middle of the night yesterday, the doctor only visited Zhen Jiabao for half an hour. Tang Qingzhi failed to get even a small reaction.

When Zhen Jiabao left, he took a deep look at Tang Qingzhi who was on the bed, then turned his head resolutely and left the ward.

"Miss Zhen, go slowly."

The policeman in charge of guarding the door stood up and said goodbye to Zhen Jiabao. Zhen Jiabao was in a bad mood and had no interest in greeting them at all.

"Tang Qingzhi's safety is up to the two of you."

Zhen Jiabao held the bag in his hand, and suddenly bowed slightly to the two policemen with a serious expression.

When Zhen Jiabao raised his head again, the expression on his face became resolute. Now that Tang Qingzhi was lying on the hospital bed, he didn't know when he would wake up. Since Wei Lai had already preemptively planned to use public opinion to suppress himself, Zhen Jiabao would not Will let it go.

"Hello? Xinya, how is Apple Daily going?"

Zhen Jiabao made a phone call to Xinya while walking outside the hospital. Xinya was busy working with Gu Ruiyu in the newspaper. Today, Apple Daily and Zhen Jiabao were smeared together. After receiving Zhen Jiabao's call, she looked at Gu Ruiyu. After a glance, he pretended to be nonchalant and reported to Zhen Jiabao that he was safe.

"What can Apple Daily do? The news about TV drama No. [-] has been suppressed, and today it's just an ordinary news report."

Xin Ya carelessly talked to Zhen Jiabao, Xin Ya let go of the troublesome work in her hand, and concentrated on comforting Zhen Jiabao who was a little sensitive now.

"...Which newspaper was responsible for my reporter's identity being reported this morning, and since my reporter's identity has been exposed, it is impossible for Apple Daily to escape the fate of being reported, so don't pretend to be with me. "

When Zhen Jiabao and Xin Ya talked, they didn't pay much attention to their words. Fortunately, Xin Ya also understood that Zhen Jiabao was feeling guilty for dragging down the newspaper, so naturally she wouldn't argue with Zhen Jiabao.