Chapter 12 is too presumptuous.
It was a summer evening, and the evening breeze still carried bursts of heat. Out of professional habit, Xie Yanwen couldn't help but carefully look at the young man in front of him. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a Cuban collar, paired with meticulous trousers. Perhaps because the weather was too hot, most of his hair was tied behind his head, revealing his superior and gentle facial features, and a pair of rimless glasses on his face.
He gives people the feeling of being an artist, and his whole body is filled with a casual and free aura. If he had not seen Jiang Yiwen's bruised face, he would even find it hard to imagine that he is a person who would resort to violence.
Moreover, Bian Ling was too young, so young that he really couldn't believe that the person in front of him could cure a terminal illness.
"Excuse me, are you studying Chinese medicine?"
Bian Ling glanced at the lawyer in front of him wearing gold-rimmed glasses and said, "That's too presumptuous. I don't think these glasses suit you very well."
"How is that possible! This pair of glasses cost me two hundred thousand!"
What kind of gold glasses cost 200,000?! Apparently, what they say online is wrong. Lawyers are easily scammed.
Bian Ling yawned, then realized his hands were a little sore. "Take me to the hospital. I need physical therapy."
...No, where did Wen Xun find this person? Which ancestor released him?!
But since we were going to the hospital, we might as well just send him to Wen Xun. We were also visiting a patient, and since visiting a patient was a good idea, shouldn't we bring flowers or fruits? "Wait a minute, I'll go buy a fruit basket."
"I prefer fruits that are easy to eat."
Xie Yanwen: "...It's not for you."
"He's going through chemotherapy and can't eat foods high in sugar. Most fruits are high in sugar. Maybe you could buy some apples. I heard they don't spoil easily."
Finally, Xie Yanwen decided to buy a more expensive bouquet of flowers and tie all the flowers with good meanings together. As a result, the bouquet filled up the entire back row.
"Mr. Bian, can I ask you a few questions?"
Bian Ling was a little hungry after beating someone up, so he was chewing on an apple. It was given to him by a veteran police officer at the police station because he had low blood sugar. "Do you want to ask about Wen Xun's condition?"
"Well, he said you could cure his illness, but on the way here I learned a little about advanced gastric cancer. Isn't it difficult to treat?"
"Baidu? It should start with terminal illness, but it really is a terminal illness."
...This guy is really quite humorous and doesn't look like someone who can save lives at all: "Oh, regarding the matter of Mr. Jiang Yiwen just now, do you need me to draft a lawyer's letter?"
Bian Ling became interested in this: "What's the explanation?"
"According to the surveillance footage, Jiang Yiwen did defame and destroy your reputation. If we can obtain evidence that he defamed you on the school forum and file a lawsuit, then the charges of defamation and slander to destroy other people's reputation can be established." Xie Yanwen is a well-known lawyer in the red circle. Although he mainly handles economic crimes, he has also taken on many cases involving reputation loss.
"What's the maximum sentence? Can it be the death penalty?"
"This... is a bit difficult. You doctors can't possibly treat a cold as leukemia, right?"
Bian Ling looked puzzled: "Why not? As long as you are not afraid of death, I can cure people from a cold and kill them."
"..." What's the origin of that Jiang? Even the lawyers are afraid of young people who don't fear death, but this guy actually dares to offend. "In his case, the maximum sentence is three years. Normally, he should pay compensation for the loss of reputation between 5,000 and 50,000 yuan. As for jail time, it will be a few days at most."
"That's pointless. He might as well stay outside. If I feel bad one day, I'll just take a taxi and beat him up to vent my anger."
Xie Yanwen was stunned: "How did he provoke you?"
"Oh, it's just that graduation is approaching and he snatched my place in the postgraduate program."
"Huh?" So young? So he doesn't look younger? No, no, "Don't all of you medical students take eight years to complete your master's and doctoral studies?"
"Who told you I was studying medicine?"
Xie Yanwen entered Wen Xun's ward, carrying a large bouquet of flowers, his face still filled with disbelief. "Wen Xun! Where did you find this comedian? Can he really save your life? Are you sick and confused?"
"I'm not dead yet, is there any need to rush to send such a large wreath?" Wen Xun looked at the huge bouquet on the ground and began to have a headache. "Where is the person? Didn't they go to rescue him?"
Xie Yanwen looked at his friend. Although he looked a little haggard in his hospital gown, he didn't look too ill. "Don't they say chemotherapy causes hair loss? How come you still have black hair? You mean Bian Ling? He said his hand hurt from beating someone up, so he went for physical therapy."
Wen Xun was speechless for a moment. After learning the whole story from his friend, he didn't expect that he would be so angry when he was exiled to Lingnan.
"Angry? I don't think so. He probably thought that since he was the punching bag that came to him, he should have hit him." Xie Yanwen pulled up a chair and sat down. "After the beating, he still went to provoke the other party. It's obvious that he hasn't had enough."
"What kind of beating did he do to the man? It shouldn't be serious enough to warrant a prison sentence, right?"
"Don't worry, I went to see a doctor. It's just a minor injury at best. It looks bruised and swollen, but it will actually go away in two or three days." Xie Yanwen waved his hand. "He's smart. He's obviously thinking about sustainable development and doesn't even plan to sue the other party."
Wen Xun was speechless again: "Don't listen to him. Send a lawyer's letter when necessary and gather all the evidence. Don't ask for financial compensation. Strive for the maximum sentence. I'll pay for the legal fees."
"Need I tell you? If he can really save your life, I'll worship him like an ancestor." The two grew up together, no different from brothers. Xie Yanwen got angry when he thought of this. "You're really patient. What's the matter? Before, when you broke your leg, you wanted everyone in the city to know, but now you're sick, you're keeping quiet? What's going on with you? Don't you have a physical checkup every year? Have all those checkups been in vain?"
"This year, due to some reasons, my physical examination was postponed for three months, and this disease was discovered during the physical examination."
Xie Yanwen's face was solemn. "So you're just planning on chemotherapy? Do you need me to buy you a few wigs? After all, being bald doesn't quite reflect your domineering personality."
"Don't come here, I won't lose my hair."
Ordinary chemotherapy involves injecting a lethal dose of chemotherapy drugs into the body. These drugs will not only attack cancer cells in the human body, but will also indiscriminately attack other organs in the body. Even the targeted drugs on the market cannot guarantee that they will not attack indiscriminately, and will also cause adverse effects on the body's digestive system, respiratory system, cardiovascular system, blood system and skin. Hair loss and nail replacement are just the most obvious symptoms.
However, the targeted drug formulated by Bian Ling is highly specific. If he is optimistic, he will be able to be discharged and return home in a month. The reason why cancer is a serious disease today is that it is impossible to completely eliminate the virus, so the health of other parts of the body must be sacrificed in exchange for controlling cancer cells.
"Are you treating yourself like a guinea pig?" Xie Yanwen disapproved. "I've asked professionals, and it takes at least ten years for targeted drugs on the market to go from research and development to market, and at least three phases of clinical trials. This drug hasn't even been tested on animals, and you're planning to treat me like this?"
"Friend, my ashes would be cold in ten years." Was this something Wen Xun didn't want to do? He simply couldn't wait. "In fact, I can't even wait a month."
If conditions permit, Director Kuang would not agree to him using the drugs directly, even if he signed a waiver agreement. However, the hospital has its own rules and regulations and it is impossible to allow patients to do whatever they want. It was only after he found someone to smooth things over that Director Kuang agreed to test the drugs first.
Originally, he was worried about how to convince Director Kuang, but who knew... Bian Ling really didn't brag.
"It's so serious, and you're still carrying it alone? Jiayu, aren't you going to tell me?"
Wen Xun's eyes darkened: "We're already divorced, there's no need."
"You keep talking tough, but luckily you're not on the operating table, otherwise I wouldn't sign for you." Xie Yanwen said unhappily.
"What's your relationship? How could he sign for you?" Bian Ling came back from physical therapy with a bag of snacks in his hand. Wen Xun got a headache when he saw it. "Xie Yanwen, confiscate his snacks."
Xie Yanwen looked puzzled: "No, you are his father, why do you care so much?"
"He's my dad!"
Bian Ling said, "Then I can sign for you."
Wen Xun understood that both of them wanted to be his father.
There was such a big commotion in the ward here, and Director Kuang came over after hearing the news. It was obvious from his attitude that he was not here to steal his academic achievements. Bian Ling felt a little bored, but he was in a good mood because he had just beaten someone.
"Come on, let's go to the office and talk. They are laymen who can't understand."
Wen Xun & Xie Yanwen: ...Why am I just standing there and getting scolded?
Bian Ling was taken away by Director Kuang and had no time to care about the fermentation of online public opinion, but the system had time. When it saw that the host was busy at the moment, it focused most of its attention on the Internet.
Rongshan Group did make a statement at the first moment, saying that if the products were truly unqualified, they would recall all products and compensate consumers for all losses. Everything would become clear after the test results from the relevant departments came out.
But these empty words obviously cannot convince netizens. In fact, some people have already smelled the hot topic and started a live broadcast to send Jialong shampoo for inspection until the test results come out. In order to be fair and just, the anchor bought an unopened bottle of Jialong shampoo from major offline supermarkets and sent it for inspection together with the opened and used bottle at home.
Calculating the time, the test results will be out soon.
The system rushed to the scene and prepared to eat the melon as soon as possible, but who knew that it happened to see the anchor announce that all the tests of Jialong shampoo were qualified. Not only did it not exceed the standard, it was even far below the national standard.
This is an appraisal certificate issued by a formal institution and is legally effective, so public opinion instantly reversed.
[Host, host, this is bad! Public opinion has reversed! After watching the live broadcast, netizens are cyberbullying us!]
"Oh? This is suddenly getting interesting."
[No, our accounts have all been hacked! We're all dead. I'm sorry, host, I can't even handle this.]
Even without the content of the original book, the system would certainly trust the host more. What is the host's level? If he can prescribe a special cancer drug as he pleases, then testing shampoo should be a piece of cake for him. This host must have received money.
It had misjudged Shen Yuchuan, thinking that this guy was okay, but it didn't expect that he would use all kinds of dirty tricks in private.
"Are you frustrated already? It's useless. We're not the ones who should be anxious."
【ah? 】
'Come on, give me your account number.'
Bian Ling took out his phone and started working on it, forwarding, commenting and liking the posts: It seems that this blogger is not in good health. I calculated that he must be lacking vitamin RMB, right?
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Did you notice? Professor Bian skipped work again today! ! ! [[Cooked Dog] condemns him.jpg]
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