261: Chapter 261 Write Down Their Nas 261: Chapter 261 Write Down Their Nas Seeing no one leave, Qin Han sighed in his heart.
He understood that these journalists were eager to dig up a big story to add to their dia accomplishnts, but there had to be a better approach.
Confronting the interviewee with this kind of encirclent when they were unwilling to accept an interview was sowhat akin to kidnapping.
However, if they thought that by surrounding him like this, Qin Han would be easy to handle, they were mistaken.
Qin Han was not afraid of a patience contest; he had plenty of it.
Therefore, Qin Han simply ignored the reporters outside the door and continued to see patients one after another, his mood seemingly unaffected by the journalists outside.
Instead, his calm and composed deanor made the reporters outside even more irritated.
They felt as if he didn’t take them seriously, and so had even co up with a headline: “Skilled in dicine, So What?
An Air of Arrogance!”
At this ti, the female journalist from yesterday was feeling sowhat regretful.
She hadn’t expected that just posting her report online for less than an hour would bring all her peers rushing over.
She wanted to be the first to get an exclusive interview but didn’t want to force the interviewee in this manner.
Although the reporters outside harbored so resentnt towards Qin Han, there wasn’t much they could do, with Zhong Yuanliang vigilantly watching them at the door.
The most important thing was that although the doctor was ignoring them, he was still treating patients!
Hearing the patients who ca out talking, this young doctor indeed possessed extraordinary dical skills, and the dicine prices at his clinic were also lower than elsewhere.
After seeing about a dozen patients, Qin Han took the opportunity while drinking water to pick up the phone and call Sun Pinghui, “My clinic’s entrance is blocked by reporters, old man Sun, do you have any solutions?”
“What else can be done?
Just go out and accept the interview.
You have to understand that this is the age of information; any dia outlet can say a few words and cause you a lot of trouble,” Sun Pinghui said with a laugh on the other end of the phone.
Qin Han frowned and glanced outside the door, saying, “Why do I feel that you seem quite happy that my clinic is surrounded?”
“Hehe, not at all.
But with your dical skills, it was inevitable that this day would co.
‘Even if a wine is fragrant, the alley it’s in doesn’t need to be deep for it to beco famous,'” Sun Pinghui chuckled.
Qin Han raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are you saying there’s really no other solution?”
“If you want to keep your clinic open, this is the only way to go,” Sun Pinghui said decisively.
Qin Han let out a cold laugh and said indifferently, “What I hate the most is being forced to do sothing.”
Upon hearing this on the other end of the phone, Sun Ping’s heart skipped a beat, “What do you an, young Qin?
What are you planning to do?”
“Nothing much, just that I don’t like it,” Qin Han said plainly.
Sun Ping, on hearing this, beca anxious and said urgently, “Young Qin, listen to , there are so things you may not like, but can’t refuse.
Don’t provoke those reporters.
You must listen to .”
But Qin Han didn’t heed his words and hung up the phone, then shouted toward the door, “Number three, let the patients continue!”
Qin Han had originally planned to wait until there were fewer patients to have a proper talk with the journalists, but he noticed a problem: after being treated, the patients who had left shared their experiences of his treatnt and the events at his clinic, which in turn attracted even more patients.
Seeing an increasing number of patients, Qin Han reluctantly stood up, walked to the entrance, and said to the group of reporters, “I am just a doctor, not a celebrity.
I don’t want to live in front of caras.
Also, this place is a clinic, a place for healing and saving lives; it needs to be quiet…”.
“May I ask if you are indeed the ergency doctor from the first hospital involved in the landslide accident that’s being talked about online?” Before Qin Han could finish, a female reporter interrupted him.
Qin Han frowned and glanced at the reporter, saying sowhat displeased, “As a journalist, don’t you know it’s impolite to interrupt others while they’re speaking?”
“And do you think it’s polite to just throw people out?” the female reporter retorted sarcastically.
Qin Han couldn’t help but laugh in frustration at the reporter’s words.
It was a classic case of double standards; her own forceful entry into the clinic was ignored, yet she felt it was impolite to be thrown out.
“Heh, it seems this female reporter likes to view things selectively, not breathing a word about trespassing into soone’s ho.
But this is a clinic, not your boyfriend, so your unreasonable behavior doesn’t fly here,” soone retorted.
“Right, why not ntion barging in without the owner’s consent?” another voice chid in.
“These reporters love to conflate concepts, writing whatever they please,” muttered another.
“Yeah, always ready to call a deer a horse just to make a buck!” exclaid soone else.
In the surrounding crowd, everyone was adding their comnts one after another, making the female reporter’s face turn crimson in an instant.
“You…
Isn’t a clinic ant for letting people in?” the reporter said, unwilling to give up.
Qin Han glanced at the female reporter and said indifferently, “I’m telling you now that Qin’s Clinic does not welco you, and I have no desire to be interviewed by you.
With that ti, I could be seeing more patients.”
“Using patients as a gimmick, appearing not to want interviews, but actually achieving an even better effect.” The sa reporter who had incited others to leave spoke up again.
Qin Han was at a loss for words with this kind of person.
He had ntally reached the state of ‘winning without a move’: as martial artists often say, “No sword in hand, but a sword in heart.” As for him, he had no words on his lips but had already thought them through in his mind.
Arguing with such people was simply asking for frustration.
Qin Han decided to say nothing more and turned to head back to the consultation desk.
“Are you walking away because I struck a nerve, feeling guilty?” the reporter pursued relentlessly.
“Think what you will,” Qin Han replied dismissively.
“It seems we have a quack seeking fa under the guise of a folk healer, certainly not the young doctor from the First Hospital,” another reporter said.
“I bet those online rumors are also cooked up by hired hands he found himself.”
“Soone using patients for hype, deceiving the public like that, he doesn’t deserve to be a doctor!”
Qin Han, who had already walked halfway, turned around furiously upon hearing this last remark.
These reporters lacked even the most basic professional ethics.
Refuse to cooperate with their interviews, and they would slander and discredit others without hesitation.
No wonder they say reporters are the uncrowned kings; sotis a single careless remark from them in the dia could kill soone’s reputation.
Qin Han didn’t care about that damned fa; what others said about him didn’t matter.
After all, who doesn’t talk behind others’ backs, and who isn’t talked about?
But being told he didn’t deserve to be a doctor, that was what truly angered Qin Han.
He walked slowly to the door and said to Zhong Yuanliang with calm, “Take down their nas.”
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuanliang nodded slightly.
The reporters all wore na tags, which made it easy to note their nas.
What Qin Han found laughable was that the reporters didn’t attempt to conceal their identities; rather, they puffed out their chests and said, “Are we to understand that you’re taking down our nas for future retaliation?
This is a society governed by law; we’re not afraid of you!”
Their attitude seed to suggest a fearless stance against authority, which was both amusing and exasperating.
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