Chapter 4 — After I Resigned, The Whole Hospital Was Paralyzed

It was a dead silence. A moment later, Liu Zhenhua's voice rang out again. Separated by a heavy anti-theft door, the sound became muddy and distorted.

"We can sit down and talk properly!"

"I advise you not to destroy your future!"

"The medical community is very small. If you do this today, which hospital will dare to accept you in the future?"

It's no longer a request. It's a blatant threat. I did not respond. Just calmly put on noise-canceling headphones. Then play a cello solo by Bach. Classical music has always had a strange power. It makes my thoughts clear. More rational. More precisely. All the noise outside the door gradually turned into vague, distant sounds. About half an hour later. The world is finally quiet again. I took off my headphones. Walk to the window. Downstairs, the black cars of the hospital leadership finally left one by one. I originally thought this would end here for now. But clearly. I overestimated their moral limits. Nine o'clock in the evening. The phone suddenly received an anonymous text message. The sender is a nurse in the General Surgery department who has a quite close relationship with me. The content is only one line.

"Miss Tran, they changed the surgery records."

I immediately sat up straight. The next message was quickly sent.

"Tu Khai's error has been corrected to read: Intraoperative bleeding is rare, the patient has a serious coagulation disorder, so emergency treatment failed."

"The patient's family was completely unaware of the truth."

"Currently still negotiating compensation with the hospital."

The moment you finish reading. The blood in my body seemed to freeze. They didn't just kill one patient. But they also want to place all responsibility on the deceased. This is no longer simply irresponsible. It's a blatant insult to human life. It is an act of trampling on the doctor's oath. I stood up. Walk back and forth in the living room. The chest rose and fell violently. Anger is like an animal locked in an iron cage, beating wildly. But I know. Anger doesn't solve the problem. Want to defeat them. I have to be calmer than them. More accurate than them. And more cruel than them. I opened my contacts. Find a phone number you haven't contacted for a long time. After a few rings. The other end of the wire is connected.

"Hello, is it lawyer Vuong?"

The person who received the call was Vuong Lap. One of the country's leading lawyers in the field of medical disputes. We once met at a specialized conference. Quite respectful of each other's abilities.

"Doctor Tran?"

"It's a distinguished guest."

His voice carried some surprise. I get straight to the point.

"Lawyer Vuong, I will be brief."

"I would like to provide you with an expert analysis of a Whipple operation that occurred today at Central Hospital."

"In complete anonymity."

"You don't need to ask anything."

"Just listen and judge for yourself the value of this information."

I started narrating the whole process. Do not mention Tu Khai's name. No mention of Liu Zhenhua. Not even mentioning any personal grudges. I only use the most objective technical terms. Most accurate. From the preoperative assessment, a hole exists no. Go to the operation process during surgery. Then the fatal mistake of cutting off the superior mesenteric vein. A blood vessel is absolutely not allowed to be touched. I clearly analyze each step. Finally draw a conclusion.

"This error, in any standard surgical textbook, is classified as the most serious taboo."

"Cannot be explained by the phrase 'rare complications'."

"This is a serious professional error."

The other end of the line was completely silent. Vuong Lap listened attentively from beginning to end. When I finished speaking. He was silent for nearly ten seconds. Then speak up. The voice was extremely serious.

"Doctor Tran."

"If what you just said is true..."

"Then this is no longer a matter of how much compensation."

"The person who performed the surgery and those involved in the hospital management apparatus may be held criminally responsible."

"Some people will even have to go to jail."

I calmly replied:

"The information I have provided is complete."

"How you use it is your right."

"I just have one request."

"Keep sources absolutely confidential."

"I get it."

Vuong Lap's voice was low.

"Thank you."

"Doctor Tran."

"You are protecting the last sanctity of the medical profession."

The call ended. I stood in front of the window. Quietly looking at the night outside. Liu Zhenhua. He thought he could cover the sky with one hand. But he didn't understand. Wanting to hide a lie. Had to use countless other lies to patch things up. Just give it a gentle push. That castle of lies will collapse on its own. Right at that moment. The phone screen lights up. It's a message from Liu Zhenhua.

"Tran Hy, young people, don't be too stubborn."

"Sometimes one person's choice will affect the future of many others."

"Especially the young people who trusted and followed her."

"For their sake, I hope you can think again."

I stared at the screen. His eyes cooled down little by little. The corners of his lips curled up in a sarcastic smile. After pleading failed. He has begun to turn to intimidation. And the goal this time. It's the Little King.