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"No, shut up!"
Fan Ju swatted away the microphone in front of him, "Zheng Ze, clear these people out; this is a hospital, not their headquarters!"
Anger had taken hold; his typically nonchalant and relaxed demeanor before the media had vanished, leaving only a chilling sharpness in his eyes.
"Mr. Fan, the public has the right to know the truth. Please answer our questions along with Miss Xie Wan," a male reporter said, refusing to back down as he continued to hold up the microphone.
Answer my ass!
Annoyed, Fan Ju turned his face away and strode forward, intending to walk over to Nie Rujun.
The next second, a pair of slender female arms wrapped around his waist like water snakes, and a voice, trembling, spoke up:
"These reporters are too scary, Fan Ju. My stomach hurts so much, it feels like it's bleeding again. Please take me away, let's go quickly..."
Fan Ju looked down, staring emotionlessly at Xie Wan for a few seconds, as if trying to see through her.
