She cursed expressionlessly more than ten times, stopped, and asked coldly with raised eyebrows, "So, how do you feel now? Aggrieved and sad?"
She reached out and grabbed the microphone from the hand of the closest girl, forcefully turned it back towards her lips, and demanded, "Share your thoughts? Talk about your feelings? If this happened to you, what would you do? Speak!"
"Did I ask wrong?" Mia Ginger sneered, "Being a reporter, is it just to rub salt into others’ wounds?"
"We don’t need you to lecture us!" A male reporter suddenly came to his senses, said with a dark face, and prepared to leave.
Couldn’t be unluckier.
Doing a news report and running into such a sharp-tongued young lady!
"What’s it to you? If you don’t want to talk, no one’s forcing you!"
A few reporters started talking all at once, the emergency room light suddenly went out with a "pop."
The Doctor in a white coat walked out.
"Doctor, how is she?!"
"Sorry, we’ve done our best." The middle-aged Doctor removed his mask, his voice low.
Mia Ginger suddenly turned her head to look over, Zoey Leaf’s father stood there as if struck, unable to utter a word.
The reporters surged forward to take photos again.
Little Patten glanced at Mia Ginger, suddenly lifted his foot and kicked towards the back of an outermost reporter.
Angrily, he said, "Sister Mia, it was them who drove Auntie to her death!"
He was also bulky, and with one kick, he knocked the reporter to the ground, as if fully awakened, grabbed a camera at hand, and smashed it wildly at several reporters.
Screams and curses erupted suddenly.
The middle-aged Doctor and several nurses who had just come out sternly rebuked.
The situation was on the verge of losing control.
A reporter suddenly ran along the wall with his camera.
"Hey?" Louis Cox grabbed his collar with one hand, dragged him back nonchalantly, and asked, "Where do you think you’re going?"
"Fourth brother, finally you’re here."
Little Patten was venting wildly, while a few male reporters came to their senses and started fighting with him, originally struggling, but upon seeing him, they seemed to have found a backbone, spirited and confident.
"Hmm," Louis Cox threw the captured reporter toward him, stepped with his shining black leather shoe onto the bench along the wall, turned slightly with a cold smile, and casually asked, "Which units do you all belong to?"
He was on behalf of Ivy Cox to handle business abroad, unusually wearing a neatly-tailored pure black suit.
With a dark red polka dot tie, handsome and sharp, yet the roguish aura still overflowed from his eyes.
Arrogant yet relaxed.
His words once again made the reporters’ expressions change.
More than ten reporters looked at each other, some still bruised from the earlier chaos, unable to calm their anger.
Regretting having followed this news, their guts twisted in remorse.
The Doctor and nurses who had been standing in the corner for a long time also breathed a sigh of relief.
The middle-aged Doctor was stunned for a while, his gaze fell on Mia Ginger’s face, only feeling a sense of familiarity.
As if having met before.