Zhao Xiaodao understood at once. "You can't afford to provoke this organ trafficking group."
But the moment the words left her mouth, she regretted them, because Morris's expression turned ugly.
Did Morris resent this organ trafficking group? Of course he did!
When something went wrong with a patient, the hospital was undoubtedly the first to be blamed.
But did Morris dare lay a hand on this organ trafficking group? Of course not! This organ trafficking group involved an entire industrial chain stretching from developing countries to developed ones, along with vast amounts of capital. They were also on good terms with plenty of powerful interests that needed illegal sources of organs.
In other words, if not for the accident involving his son, then if this organ trafficking group had asked him for help, he would have lent them a hand.
They were not a legitimate hospital bound by legal restrictions. When it came to troublesome medical protesters they could not handle, they had more than enough ways to make them shut up.
So Morris truly did not dare make trouble for the organ trafficking group, but his fury needed an outlet. After dealing with the local police chief, he set his sights on Zhao Xiaodao.
And now, Zhao Xiaodao was right in front of him.
"I am a Hua Country celebrity, invited to serve as the Nemo Group's global spokesperson."
Zhao Xiaodao said, "I entered Gaul Country openly. If anything happens to me, it will become a diplomatic incident between Hua Country and Gaul Country.
"And if I disappear or die, people will easily connect it to the organ trafficking group. That would put enormous pressure on them as well."
Though it was unfair to say so, the commotion and attention caused by a celebrity going missing were indeed different