Chapter 18 — Being Slagged by My Husband for Salty Soup, I Made My Husband's Whole Family Pay

Ten o'clock and six. He was still standing in front of the emergency room door. Use the agreement to threaten me into signing it. Where do you find the time to sit calmly and explain every detail of your medical history? Lam Van quietly reached towards the bag. My senior sister noticed it with sharp eyes. Immediately shouted loudly.

"She tried to touch the phone again!"

Lam Van's hand immediately stopped. The policeman turned to look at her.

"Please take out your phone."

Lam Van gritted her teeth.

"Based on what?"

The policeman's voice remained calm.

"Recently, you have shown signs of using cut-and-paste videos to force others to sign agreements."

"Now the medical record shows additional unusual content."

"Please cooperate."

Lam Van reluctantly took out her phone. Just when she unlocked the screen. An unread message suddenly appeared. The sender's name is saved as... Doctor Tieu Trinh. The content has only one line. I've added it exactly as you asked, don't keep sending me voice messages urging me. The whole hallway... In an instant, it fell into silence. The blood on Lam Van's face completely disappeared. Han Tranh shouted impatiently.

"Why do you still keep the chat history?"

Lam Van's hands trembled. The phone almost fell to the ground. The policeman walked over and took the phone, then asked her to stand aside. But her mouth was still stiff.

"He's my friend."

"I'm just asking how to add medical records."

"I didn't tell him to fake it."

I looked at her.

"Just now you said you understood the process better than me."

"Why do I not understand anymore?"

Lam Van glared at me. But couldn't utter a word. The doctor on duty's face was also extremely unsightly. What hospitals fear most... Is something like this. Once the medical record was secretly changed by someone else. That is no longer the sole responsibility of a doctor. The doctor on duty immediately called. Not long after. A young doctor wearing a white blouse quickly ran from the elevator. Just saw Lam Van. He immediately stopped. I heard Lam Van quietly take a breath. Until I saw the police. Doctor Tieu Trinh's face was as white as paper.

"Dear... dean..."

The doctor on duty asked in a low voice.

"Additional line of disease progression at twenty-two o'clock at six o'clock..."

"You wrote it?"

Doctor Tieu Trinh's lips moved slightly.

"That was the situation provided by the patient's family."

The doctor on duty continued to ask.

"Which family member?"

Doctor Tieu Trinh unconsciously looked towards Lam Van. Lam Van immediately denied.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"I just conveyed Han Tranh's words."

Han Tranh also spoke up frantically.

"I didn't tell you to write about experiencing domestic violence for a long time."

"I just said Khuong Hoa beat me."

Lam Van immediately turned around.

"Han Tranh."

"Now you're going to push it all to me?"

Han Tranh's face turned pale.

"I'm just telling the truth."

My mother spoke coldly.

"Everyone says I only tell the truth."

The police asked Dr. Tieu Trinh to recount the entire process. At first he was going to say it was just a misunderstanding. But after Lam Van's phone conversation history was extracted. He quickly couldn't resist anymore. At nine fifty-two. Lam Van sent him a cut video. By nine fifty-seven. Another photo of Han Tranh wearing a brace was sent fixed arm. Ten o'clock one. She also sent voice messages. Tell him to make the domestic violence part a little more serious. She said... Just need that sentence to appear first in the medical record. Then later when the divorce is settled. It would be easier to force me. Doctor Tieu Trinh bowed his head. The voice gets smaller and smaller.

"I thought..."

"Just a conflict between husband and wife."

"She said the husband was seriously injured."

"Again, the wife used to study martial arts."

"I really didn't know there was such a thing as using a knife to threaten and falsifying documents."

Master stood next to him and asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know..."

"Is it possible to arbitrarily write it down in the medical record?"

Doctor Tieu Trinh did not dare to raise his head. The on-duty doctor's expression became even more unsightly.

"This additional line will be immediately sealed."

"Do not delete."

"Which must remain as an unusual editing record."

Lawyer Tham nodded.

"Deleting it is the trouble."

"What we need..."

"It's the entire original operation log."

Lam Van finally got really scared.

"I'm just helping Han Tranh."

"I didn't take her money."

I looked at her.

"How much help can you give?"

"Help him cut the video together."

"Help him bring the deal."

"Help him correct his medical records."

"Help him close the loan."

Lam Van's eyes slightly avoided. I immediately seized that moment of hesitation.

"Customer manager at the lending company."

"Also someone you know?"

Lam Van did not answer. Silence... It says it all. Lawyer Tham opened the lending company's information.

"The transaction point mentioned in the phone call just now..."

"Only two kilometers from here."

"The manager on duty hasn't left work yet."

Lam Van suddenly shouted.

"I'm not going!"

The policeman calmly looked at her.

"You can not go."

"But your phone will be sealed according to regulations."

Lam Van's face changed continuously. She bowed her head. Han Tranh was immediately impatient. Lam Van turned her head to look at him. His eyes were only filled with resentment.

"Why are you still calling me?"

"It wasn't you who said it just now..."

"Does everything have nothing to do with you?"

Han Tranh gritted his teeth. Don't say any more words. When the whole group arrived at the lending unit's transaction point. The rolling door has been pulled down almost all the way. But the lights are still on inside. A man wearing a suit is carrying a briefcase and preparing to go out. Just saw Lam Van. His first reaction was not surprise. It's about turning around and going back in. The policeman immediately called back.

"Please stop."

The man immediately smiled wryly.

"What's up?"

"We're off work."

Lam Van stood outside the door. Face turned white. I turned to ask her.

"This person..."

"Are you an account manager?"

Lam Van gently closed her eyes. No reply. The man saw the look on her face. The smile on his face also stiffened. Lawyer Tham placed in front of him the entire protest form, the police receipt and photos of the forged documents.

"The loan guarantee of six hundred thousand yuan is in Ms. Khuong's name..."

"Who's paying tonight?"

The man raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Applications are submitted online."

"We only support the appraisal stage."

Lawyer Tham looked straight at him.

"Who gave the photocopy of ID?"

"Who provides the power of attorney?"

"Why does verifying the owner's face..."

"Pulled again took until half past ten to announce it?"

The man's lips were dry.

"Every process..."

"All according to regulations."

I took out my phone. Open the last call recording.

"...It's useless for you to file an objection now."

"...Before ten thirty, you can't stop it."

The man just heard this sentence. His face immediately changed completely. He reflexively looked inside the trading post. There is still a half-closed office door. Behind the door. There was the sound of a chair being pulled very lightly. The policeman immediately stepped forward. The door was pushed open. A middle-aged man is sitting in front of a desk. In his hand. It's a photocopy of my citizen identification card. On the table top. Also put a red stamp ink cartridge. The computer screen in front of him... Stopped right at the loan disbursement confirmation interface.