At the entrance of the factory, people who were previously excited had calmed down now.

They rushed towards patients with esophageal cancer.

They asked one after another: "Old man, it's time to get to this point. To be honest, is your appraisal report fake?"

"Old man, be kind. Although you are sick, it's pitiful. But it's too unethical to destroy a company because you want to extort some money."

"Yes, there are so many employees in Myl's insulation factory. If it collapses, how many people will lose their jobs? In recent years, all kinds of natural disasters and man-made disasters have not been easy for everyone. You should not be too selfish."

"Old man, you say something! If you don't speak, we will treat you as the default appraisal report being fake."

Patients with esophageal cancer may be really ineffective, and they may have some pretentious ingredients. They breathe violently, looking like they are out of breath.

"Please give it." The wife of the esophageal cancer patient immediately shouted anxiously.

People who were close to see that the esophageal cancer patient was really uncomfortable and immediately gave up a way out.

After all, people get cancer and feel uncomfortable, so people have to see a doctor first.

As soon as he made a move, the wife of the patient with esophageal cancer immediately helped the patient leave.

A group immediately came over and carried a stretcher.

The group was wearing white coats.

Jiang Mao walked in the front.

"It's Dean Jiang from Binjiang Private." Someone immediately recognized Jiang Mao.

"Hello, I am Jiang Mao. Our Binjiang Hospital can treat your illness for free." Jiang Mao said.

Many people around me sighed: "It's free, this is simply great! Binjiang private medical supplies are the best. My grandfather felt that he had liver cancer two years ago, and he felt that it was useless. Later, he was cured in Binjiang private hospital. The cost is actually not higher than other hospitals, so it is difficult to get a number."

"No, my sister gave birth to a baby last year. As soon as she got pregnant, she immediately went to Binjiang to make an appointment. But she couldn't make an appointment, and finally she was in the maternal and childbirth."

"Those who can enter Binjiang Hospital, except for those who are top-notch families, have to try their best to have some luck."

"Yes, Binjiang private charges are not expensive, but there is no appointment, so there is no bed at all."

"This kind of free treatment is like smoke from the ancestral grave!"

"I'm really giving me free treatment?" The eyes of the patient with esophageal cancer shone slightly.

When he had an esophageal ulcer two years ago, he first treated him in another hospital for two months, but he was not cured. Relatives said that the doctors in Binjiang Private Hospital were very skilled.

He went to queue up, but he couldn't queue up at all. Later, his relatives helped him get a number.

After being hospitalized for a while, he was cured.

This time he was sick and wanted to find a relative to get a number, but his relative's friends no longer work in Binjiang private sector and really couldn't get a number.

If Binjiang Private Office is willing to give him free treatment now, it will be a ancestral tomb that will be filled with smoke.

Cancer is difficult to treat and costs a lot.

Various medications are needed before and after the operation, and many anti-cancer drugs are really expensive.

"Yes, I'll give you treatment for free. I only have one requirement. I'll tell you honestly, is your appraisal report fake?

I honestly say that I want this result because I have many friends working in insulation factories, many of them are product developers. For R&D, they go day and night. If they are wronged, they will be autistic..."

Before Jiang Mao could finish his words, many people agreed: "Yes, many people who do R&D do not have social interactions. They are devoted to R&D, and the products are their lives. If the things they have worked hard to develop are detained by someone, their beliefs will really collapse."

"Old man, you are good, tell the truth. Save yourself and save others. You have also seen the photos. Your son is still using myl thermos, which means there is no problem at all, right?"

"It's... the identification report, we've faked it." After weighing the trade-offs, the patient with esophageal cancer lowered his head.

He wants to survive!

Previously, someone found them and gave them a reward of 2 million yuan, asking them to disclose their fake appraisal reports, and asked them to come to the MyL insulation factory to cause trouble.

The original plan was to buy a house for his son for 1.5 million, and another 500,000 yuan for him to treat him.

Now that his son has been exposed, it is no longer meaningful to bite him. It is better to consider your own body more selfishly.

Maybe it can be cured.

He is only 58 years old this year. If he doesn't cure, he will be gone in two or three years at most.

If cured, maybe we can live for another 20 years.

Life is just once, who doesn’t want to live a few more years?

Hearing the words of the esophageal cancer patient, the scene was infuriated.

The close-up person shouted: "He admitted it personally that their appraisal report was fake, and there was no problem with myl's product."

"Really or not?"

"Really, this esophageal cancer patient said it personally."

"Yes, I heard it, too."

“Myl’s product is really fine.”

"I feel relieved. Every time I go out, I use myl thermos with water. My son's milk powder is all made of this water. If there is cadmium inside, it must not be scared."

"Yes, right!"

"It's fine, let's break up."

"By the way, do you still dare to use myl's thermos?"

"Why don't you dare to use it? In the future, I will believe in myl's products more."

"Yes, so do I."

Jiang Mao asked someone to put the esophageal cancer patient on a stretcher and lift it into an ambulance.

They can cure the disease, and the family needs to cooperate with the investigation in the future.

Soon, the people at the entrance of the factory dispersed.

On the other side.

Yuanqing Road intersection.

The car window of the son of an esophageal cancer patient was knocked on. He opened the car door helplessly and immediately countless mobile phones hit him.

He knew the bad things.

He was so upset that he wanted to hide the insulation bucket. Many people took out the insulation bucket and took pictures directly against the Myl logo, and even opened the lid to shoot the steaming scene.

Many people upload photos to posts, and some are crazily forwarded on WeChat Moments and short video accounts.

At this point, the rumors about the Myl insulation barrel are self-defeating.

Bai Jingyao and Secretary Xia were sitting in the car, and both of them were paying attention to this matter.

Myl insulation factory is live broadcast.

As soon as the esophageal cancer patient admitted that they had indeed made a fraud, Secretary Xia was so excited that his eyes were lit: "Mr. Bai, he admitted that he had made a fraud."

"Yes." Bai Jingyao responded.

Secretary Xia asked with glittering eyes: "Then, is the crisis at the MyL insulation factory resolved?"

Bai Jingyao smiled: "Yes! In fact, even if they don't admit it, Fu Yufeng, Lu Yanzhao and others will solve the problem."

Along the way, he really envied Fu Yufeng and his group.

The couple has a deep affection, a deep brotherhood, and unites as one, and any difficulties will become simple when they face them.

In fact, from beginning to end, all he wanted was a life like them.

Marry someone you like, give birth to a baby, raise a daughter, and work together until old age.
Chapter completed!