Leng Yiyan's words allowed the reporter to capture important information.

They were about to ask a few questions, but the medical staff and hospital security guards outside the door had already arrived.

The reporter broke into the ward, and this is no small matter.

For a moment, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Seven or eight security guards surrounded the press corps and kept preventing them from continuing to shoot and question.

Due to the bad nature, the hospital even activated the emergency plan and called all the personnel of the police station in charge of the jurisdiction.

Half an hour later, tranquility returned to the ward.

Leng Yiyan stood at the head of the bed, his thick eyebrows tightened, he didn't say a word, and the atmosphere around him was slightly tense.

The other five patients in the ward looked at each other, and although they didn't speak, everyone's faces were full of curiosity and scrutiny.

They all heard the reporters' questions just now.

Unexpectedly, that woman was actually the adoptive mother of a star.

At this time, Ms. Lian sat at the end of the bed with a decadent expression, her face was like earth, and her whole person was like a frosted eggplant.

She never expected that the group of reporters would find Nannan's ward.

Thinking of this, she looked at Leng Yiyan with a resentful look in her eyes, "Xiao Leng, you went downstairs to smoke just now, didn't you see those reporters?"

Hearing the voice, Leng Yiyan raised his eyebrows, carelessly, "I saw it." ”

"Then why don't you stop them? If you had done it earlier, they wouldn't have been able to get in. ”

Ms. Lian's natural attitude is simply ridiculous and generous.

Even Wen Zhiyuan couldn't listen to it anymore, "Brother Yan just went down to smoke, and besides, he alone can't stop so many reporters!"

After she finished speaking, Leng Yiyan reached out and patted her on the shoulder, then looked at Ms. Lian, and said sarcastically: "I did see reporters, but I didn't expect them to come to interview you." ”

Ms. Lian choked and shut her mouth stupidly.

Seeing that she was still dissatisfied, Wen Zhiyuan frowned and hugged Leng Yiyan, "They will break in, it's not because of that press conference."

Now they know about my relationship with you, and they don't know what it's going to be. For the next few days, you still don't come to my hospital room again. ”

Ms. Lian raised her head in panic, "Nan, I ......"

Wen Zhiyuan turned her face away, making it clear that she didn't want to listen to Ms. Lian's explanation.

If she hadn't found her by herself, how could the media have run to the surgical ward for interviewing her.

It's all the mess she caused, and I'm embarrassed to blame Brother Yan for not doing anything.

Ms. Lian was stung by Wen Zhiyuan's tone, and looked at her in disbelief, "Nannan, how can you talk like that?"

Didn't I do these things for our family? Your dad ...... now."

"Since he's so sick, you'd better go back quickly. ”

Wen Zhiyuan forcibly interrupted Ms. Lian's words, and there was undisguised resistance between her eyebrows.

"Nan Nan ......"

Ms. Lian still wanted to defend herself, but Leng Yiyan had already gotten up and gave an eviction order with a cold attitude: "Please go back, she needs to rest." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Zhiyuan took advantage of the situation to pull up the quilt and turned his back to her.

In this situation, Ms. Lian's face was gloomy, and she left the ward with a disgraced face after hesitation.

She walked in a hurry, her breathing heaving violently, and came to the corner of a staircase where no one was there, before she pulled out her phone and dialed an unknown number.

After three rings, the phone was picked up, and Ms. Lian immediately asked anxiously: "A reporter just ran to the hospital, will they scribble?"