Chapter 13 — Husband's Death Certificate

Tham Nghien looked at me, his voice very low. “Thin Ting.” I said: "Don't call me that, dead people don't know how to talk." Tham Dao quickly ran over. "Brother, please go quickly. Did she bring someone?" Tham Nghien looked at me. “You brought someone here?” “I guess.” He burst out laughing. "You're still like that, forever refusing to say a word honestly." I said: "Do you deserve to listen to the truth?" Tham Nghien walked to the table and opened the black bag. Inside is a pile of cash. "Take the money, withdraw the lawsuit, stop the investigation. We are divorced." “Five hundred thousand?” “I'll give you more later.” “Using the two million yuan you stole to give to me?” Tham Nghien frowned. "That's not stealing, it's borrowing." I laughed out loud. “I even thought of the words.” His voice showed impatience. "Lam Thinh, I don't have time to argue with you. Something happened to Trieu Minh Vien, I have to go. You hand over the death certificate and all the documents in my name, I promise I won't touch you." “You still want to touch me?” Tham Nghien stared at me. “You forced me.” Tham Dao was frantic. “Dude, don't say things like that.” Tham Nghien shouted: "Shut your mouth." Tham Dao was scared and didn't dare to speak anymore. I looked at him. "What about Hua Niem? Don't you care anymore?" “She's so stupid.” "She crashed her head into a pillar because of you, sent a parcel because of you, and suffered a crime of two million yuan because of you. You say she's stupid?" Tham Nghien's eyes showed disgust. “She volunteered herself.” This saying sounds very familiar. Tham Dao also said it just now. It turns out that their whole family, down to their bones, are identical. Other people's sacrifice is voluntary. They demand it, it's obvious. I asked: "Who died for you in the sea of fire?" Tham Nghien's face changed. Tham Dao looked at him in horror. “You, what's the point of your death?” I took a step forward. "The body was found in the chemical factory, wearing your protective gear, wearing your license plate. But the height and skeleton don't match yours. Who is it?" Tham Nghien said nothing. I continued to ask: "That day laborer's name is Luu Thuan, right?" Tham Nghien raised his head. “How do you know?” The door was slammed open. Co Thua An led people to rush in. “Tham Nghien, don't move!” Tham Dao shouted shrilly. Tham Nghien reacted very quickly, grabbed the fruit knife on the table, and held it straight to my neck. Co Thua An paused. “Let her go.” Tham Nghien tightened his grip on me from behind. “Everyone get out!” Tham Dao cried: "Dude, don't hurt her!" Tham Nghien roared: "Tell them to leave!" The da.a.o's tongue pressed against the skin, so cold that it stung. Co Thua An raised his hands. “Tham Nghien, please let go now, there is still a chance to explain clearly.” “Explain clearly?” Tham Nghien laughed fiercely. "I saved so many people, how could I be ruined by just one mistake?" I asked: "Was Liu Shun also a mistake?" Tham Nghien's hand tightened a little more. "He was supposed to die. He was running around and inhaling toxic fumes. I just changed his protective gear." “You just watched him die?” “I can't save him!” “But you can use him as your substitute.” Tham Nghien's breath blew into my ear. "Lam Thinh, stop acting so righteous. Do you think you're so clean? If your documents are exposed, you'll be dead." Co Thua An looked at me. “What documents?” Tham Nghien smiled. "You don't know, right? In the past, Lam Thinh, in order to get a spot at the Emergency Center, edited her medical records. She's not a good thing either." The room was silent. Tham Dao looked at me blankly. Co Thua An did not speak. It was as if Tham Nghien had finally grasped my weakness. "Lam Thinh, let me go, I will keep your secret. Otherwise we will drown together." I turned my head, the knife's blade grazed the skin, a little blood flowed down. Tham Nghien was startled and startled. “Are you crazy?” I looked at Co Thua An. “Can you record yet?” Co Thua An said: "It's recorded." I turned again

turned to look at Tham Nghien. “What I edited in that year's medical record was the emergency time.” Tham Nghien was stunned. "What?" “Because you were fourteen minutes late.” His face slowly turned white. I said: "In that traffic accident, you were in charge of the demolition. I brought an ambulance to wait at the scene. You were busy answering Hua Niem's phone call so you gave the order late. The victim's family caused a commotion, so I pushed back the emergency time to cover up those fourteen minutes for you." Tham Dao covered her mouth. The knife in Tham Nghien's hand loosened for a moment. Co Thua An seized the opportunity to rush forward. The knife fell to the ground. Tham Nghien was pressed against the tea table, his wrists were handcuffed. He was still screaming. "Lam Thinh! How dare you harm me!" I stood still, touching the blood on my neck. “Tham Nghien.” He was crushed to the point that he could not lift his head. I squatted down and looked straight into his eyes. “Five years ago the master said you would die, I kicked over his counter.”