A low, indifferent voice followed.

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Not long after they finished speaking, a beautiful couple appeared in everyone's sight at the doorway.

A sharp-eyed reporter immediately recognized the two and said, "It's Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye."

Even the middle-aged woman who was crying stopped abruptly.

Ye Mohan took Gong Yixue's hand and walked onto the stage with countless cameras pointed at them, and sat down in the seats that had been specially reserved for them.

Seeing this scene, the dean was finally able to catch his breath.

After all, he really had no choice but to face the difficult questions from these experienced media reporters.

Although he considered himself to be one of the most eloquent among doctors.

But compared to professional journalists, they are still far behind.

After Ye Mohan sat down, he exuded an aura of dominance, then looked at the reporters with a cold and distant gaze.

Its deep, emotionless voice slowly rose.

"I heard you have some questions for me. I'm right here now, so please ask me anything."

Upon hearing this, no reporter dared to stand up and respond.

Who in the capital city doesn't know the name Ye Mohan?

If you offend him, it will be a huge problem for you to even live in the capital.

But there are always those who are reckless and impulsive.

In the corner, a young female reporter stood up and asked, "Mr. Ye, I have a question."

The media outlets all silently gave the female reporter a big thumbs up.

Ye Mohan's gaze slowly shifted over, and he said in a cold and distant voice, "Speak."

The female reporter asked, "I would like to ask Mr. Ye, what explanation have you given to the family of the deceased regarding this medical malpractice incident at your hospital? Or are you trying to use your privileges to oppress the people and quell the matter?"

Media outlets: Wow, that's impressive, daring to ask such a question!

If one is not careful, we may not see him at tomorrow's press conference.

Upon hearing this, the woman who had been crying the loudest quickly added, "Who says otherwise! That hospital just wants to use its power to oppress people, leaving us ordinary folks with nowhere to appeal our grievances! My poor old father hadn't even had enough time to enjoy family life before he was separated from us forever... Waaah..."

After saying that, she immediately burst into tears.

The female reporter was also a sentimental person, and when she heard the middle-aged woman say this, her heart instinctively sided with her.

Then, she looked up at Ye Mohan and asked firmly, "Mr. Ye, please answer my question."

Ye Mohan's gaze was much colder than before.

Before he could speak, Gong Yixue, concerned for her husband, spoke up, "My friend, your question was biased from the start. The patient's family is indeed the weaker party, and it's understandable that you sympathize with her."

But as a news communicator, you should have enough rational judgment and a clear mind, instead of letting other people's crying, tantrums, and threats of suicide disturb your inner balance.

You are not yet a qualified media professional.

Upon hearing this, the media couldn't help but think that this Madam Ye was truly capable.

In just a few minutes after she entered, she was able to see through the essence of the matter.

The female reporter in front of me was indeed too young; sometimes, people with this kind of personality are not suited to this industry.

But the female reporter didn't think so.

Upon hearing Gong Yixue speak of her, the female reporter felt an overwhelming surge of anger.

“Madam Ye, I’m asking Mr. Ye, not you. Please don’t…”