Chapter 690 If You Don’t Fight Back, Someone Will Destroy the Hospital!

There is the editor-in-chief who makes the final decision, and there is the reporter who writes brilliantly. The latest report from the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital immediately made the front page of Banana Daily the next day.

The first line of title, with the font maximized, is eye-catching:

"Pregnant woman in labor is in extreme pain and begs on her knees, but the cold-blooded hospital ignores her"

Below the title, instead of getting into the main topic, there is a cartoon. In the cartoon, the mother is disheveled, kneeling on her knees, holding her belly and begging, looking like she is about to collapse;

Opposite the mother, there was a spellcaster wearing a robe, with a fat head, big ears, and a prominent chest and belly. The left hand holds the money bag high, as if it is shaking, and the right hand makes a casting motion, with a circle of light emitting from the palm, pointing at the money bag;

Above the caster's head, a line is circled with bubbles, which is shocking:

"No coins, no treatment!"

Looking at the text below the comic, the writing is even more powerful, blaming Fang Qiu. The author poured all his righteous anger into the text and poured it into the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital:

"Growing up, in my mind, healers are compassionate and kind beings. They bring the power given by gods to the world, save lives, heal diseases, and soothe pain. Whenever we suffer from diseases, Whenever you see a healer, you see hope.”

"However, I never dared to imagine that there could be such a cold-blooded healer who could stand by and ignore the pain of patients! Let the mother writhe in pain, kneel on the ground and scream, and still claim, 'If you don't pay, there will be no analgesia.' Spell', it's simply appalling!"

"When you were studying in the temple, when you understood the blessings of the gods, do you still remember the oaths you swore?"

"What's more, such a cold-blooded thing actually happened at the Royal Maternity and Infant Hospital. The woman who was wailing in pain, but ignored by the hospital, was the wife of a naval officer. Her husband was at sea fighting for the Queen!"

"The Queen's mercy and favor have been swallowed up by them. Even the officers of the Royal Navy and the families of those who shed blood and died for the Queen cannot be taken care of!"

The daily circulation number of "Banana Daily" is about one thousand, and its distribution targets are mainly small workshop owners, small vendors, and taverns. In short, it is aimed at readers who are somewhat literate and can read newspapers, but are not too impatient to read high-end articles. The group is relatively fixed.

However, this time, after a thousand copies, it was soon a thousand copies again.

Then, this article was continuously reprinted, and it was published in serious newspapers such as "The Courier" and "Current Affairs News", and down to unscrupulous newspapers such as "Nanhai Daily" and "Hot Girl", and even published in Huajie news. Tabloids…

"Well done, Miss Brad." The editor-in-chief pushed a money bag over with appreciation:

"What we, Banana Daily, need is a young lady like you who is flexible and has a sense of justice. From today on, you have been promoted to a formal editor, with a monthly salary of one gold coin, plus bonuses for editing and editing. Come on, this is your bonus. …”

"Thank you, editor-in-chief! I am just a newbie in this industry, and I still have a lot to learn from you!"

The girl with glasses proudly accepted the purse and began to pack her desk under the envious eyes of her colleagues. After the door was closed, the editor-in-chief touched his pocket proudly, and twirled the hard card in his pocket with his fingers:

Well, that gentleman seems to be very satisfied with his report...

By the way, it seems it’s time for the newspaper to move again! Moving tomorrow!

The "Banana Daily" article, as well as various reprints, quickly reached the desks of interested people. In the Spring Temple, His Excellency the Priest tapped the "Current News" on the table and frowned slightly:

"What is this?—Who did it?"

"We are still investigating, Your Excellency." His student, 7th-level priest Mullen Duer, stood across from the desk and replied respectfully:

"These reports... should we suppress them? After all, some of us are studying in the hospital, and if we allow this kind of thinking to spread, some people will accuse us in the future of not saving our lives..."

"Let's take a look at the situation first." The chief priest's heart bled when he thought of the 20,000 gold coins, and his heart bled even more when he thought that the queen bypassed them and specially invited a magician to take care of the childbirth. The action of tapping the newspaper was a little faster without realizing it:

"They haven't asked for help yet, so what's the point of just suppressing the news? Besides, the Spring Water Temple has been majestic for thousands of years, and no one dares to block the entrance of the temple and call us cold-blooded without treatment!"

Priest Duer quietly retreated. Most of the other forces, such as the Temple of the God of War and certain great nobles, adopted a temporary onlooker strategy. Only Baroness Witteg hurried to the hospital with a stack of newspapers.

"Someone is attacking me again..."

Grete stroked the report on the paper, slightly lost in thought. The Baroness said anxiously:

"You're still in a daze!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Gretel smiled and reassured her. In his opinion, this kind of attack is really nothing:

At the very least, the mother gave birth safely and did not jump off the building in the hospital due to excessive pain;

At the very least, no one took the most shocking pictures and published them everywhere in newspapers and on the Internet;

At the very least, no one will occupy the emergency hall of your hospital carrying corpses, drawing circles, and burning paper money;

At the very least, if there is no strict accountability from the superior department, even if you are not at fault, you will be asked to pay tens of millions and the licenses of two doctors will be revoked...

It was just a few big newspapers and tabloids circulating, and it was an unknown number of levels lower than the intensity of the previous life. This level of attack gave him enough time to think while sighing:

How to fight back?

How to clear your name?

Or even, how to dig out the mastermind behind the scenes and directly strike back?

"What are you laughing at? Speak quickly!" The Baroness was about to slam the table. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a spell caster and couldn't beat him, I really wanted to slap him on the head with a newspaper:

"I got news that in the military club these days, someone is banging the table and scolding you every day! If you don't think of a way, watch out for them to come and smash your hospital!"

Grete was finally surprised. However, what he said made the Baroness choke in her chest and almost fainted:

"What? The army can also come to the door to cause trouble? - The army does not need military orders to leave camp, mobilize, and execute orders?"

Is the military discipline of the Queen's army so poor?

"...What about when they're on vacation?"

"I disobey military orders and hit the hospital door-to-door. Does that mean I can fight back indefinitely?"

"..."

"You're just kidding. Don't worry, I've already made preparations. I'm just waiting for an opportunity to make things worse and counterattack beautifully!"

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