A farce concluded.
Another middle-aged woman fainted and was taken away directly.
Wu Jie didn't give her a chance to cry tragically.
And the audience at the scene couldn't possibly offer her any sympathy.
The thundering applause and all kinds of cheering and supportive voices were the best explanation.
"Thank you for your applause, today's press conference is now concluded, everyone please disperse!"
Wu Jie slightly bowed, handing the microphone back to the host.
The way to the hospital ward, naturally, would not be smooth.
A lot of people swarmed over, rushing forward continuously.
It was as if they were fans seeing their idol, overwhelmingly excited.
"Mr. Wu, what you just did was so right, that kind of crazy woman really should not be indulged!"
"A bitch is just pretentious! You absolutely shouldn't be held hostage by morality, Mr. Wu, I support you!"
"Mr. Wu, can I take a photo with you?"
