Chapter 12 — Mistakes Cannot Be Compensated

“Have you checked?”

“She's about to go into shock, are you telling me it's normal?”

On Thu Nha bowed her head, her voice hoarse.

"Post-operative bleeding requires a process. When I left, her vital signs showed no abnormalities."

"She said she was upset, she told me to call the doctor!"

“The patient's subjective feelings cannot completely replace clinical data.”

Tong Dao trembled.

“Are you still making excuses?”

Luc Hoai Xuyen's voice came from outside the door.

“Tong Dao, pay attention to the situation.”

I closed my eyes. Tong Dao smirked.

“The person inside is my wife.”

“She almost died.”

“I know.”

"You know and still defend Wen Shuya?"

Luc Hoai Xuyen was silent for a moment.

“Currently there is no evidence to prove that Thu Nha intentionally delayed processing.”

"Who said it was intentional? She's the head nurse, the patient was bleeding continuously and she didn't report it, so what is if it's not negligence?"

On Thu Nha sobbed.

“Director Luc, I really didn't expect it to be this serious.”

"In the past, there were also patients who had bleeding after surgery. I based my judgment on experience..."

Luc Hoai Xuyen interrupted her in a low voice.

“Don't cry yet.”

Tong Dao seemed to hear something extremely wild.

“Shen Gia Hoa is receiving a blood transfusion inside, did you tell her not to cry?”

“Thu Nha was also frightened.”

“She was scared?”

Tong Dao's voice rose high.

"She's just standing there, scared of something?"

Luc Hoai Xuyen's voice was cold.

"This is the hospital room. If you keep making noise like this, it will only affect Gia Hoa's rest."

There was silence outside the door for a few seconds. The hospital room door was pushed open. Tong Dao walked in, his chest still heaving violently. She walked to the bedside, about to say something, but tried to hold back. Luc Hoai Xuyen followed and walked in. He saw me, his steps slowed down.

“How are you feeling?”

I did not answer. He pulled out a chair and sat down.

“The doctor said the bleeding has stopped.”

“Where is Wen Shuya?”

Luc Hoai Xuyen frowned.

“She went to the nurse's station to write a report.”

“Still working?”

“The matter has not been investigated clearly, and she cannot be arbitrarily suspended from work.”

I looked at him.

“You trust her?”

“I believe in process and evidence.”

“She saw me bleeding continuously and refused to call the doctor.”

“The stats she recorded at that time were nothing unusual.”

“I told her to call.”

“Gia Hoa.”

He raised his hand to touch my forehead. I turned away. His hand stopped in mid-air.

“I know you have prejudice against her.”

"But medical assessment cannot be mixed with personal feelings. Thu Nha has been a nurse for 10 years, and there has never been a serious mistake."

“So the wrong person is definitely me?”

“I didn't say that.”

“After you came in here, did you ask her why she was late?”

Luc Hoai Xuyen was silent. I continued to ask: "Have you seen my nursing records?"

“Just finished watching.”

“Have you looked at the mattress?”

His eyebrows tightened.

“The hospital will investigate these things.”

I suddenly felt very tired. The night my father passed away, he also said the hospital would hold a meeting to learn from the experience. Then the assessment results were written as: The patient's condition is critical, death is the natural progression of the disease. No one is responsible. Now him sitting in front of my hospital bed, still waiting for an explanation enough to save face. Tong Dao stood next to her, her eyes red again.

“Luc Hoai Xuyen, your wife just came out of the emergency room.”

“Can you take her side for once?”

Luc Hoai Xuyen looked up at her.

“Because I am her husband, I cannot make conclusions for her without evidence.”

I burst out laughing. Luc Hoai Xuyen looked at me.

“What are you laughing at?”

The wound was torn and torn, and my stomach cramped in pain. I breathed for a moment before speaking.