Chapter 20 — Mistakes Cannot Be Compensated

As long as his words are careful enough, it seems that any outcome has nothing to do with him.

“Luc Hoai Xuyen, later when you drive 7 hours to return to the hospital, are you sure that Wen Shuya's mother will be alive by the time you arrive?”

He was silent.

“I don't know either.”

I returned the stack of documents to him.

"That time, I volunteered to bet."

His hand stopped in mid-air, not holding it. The papers fell to the ground. I turned around and walked into the elevator. Before the door closed, Luc Hoai Xuyen still stood frozen in place. The note with his name on it fell right at his feet. 10 Before the divorce trial, Luc Hoai Xuyen's lawyer proactively contacted my lawyer. He accepted a settlement in court. On the day of reconciliation, Luc Hoai Xuyen arrived half an hour earlier than the scheduled time. He wore a dark shirt, no tie, dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible. The judge asked whether the two sides still had a dispute over common property. I said no. Luc Hoai Xuyen looked at the reconciliation record in front of him.

“The wedding house can be transferred to her name.”

I raised my head.

“No need.”

“That's the house we lived in after we got married.”

"On the red book there is only your name."

"I'm willing to give it to you."

“I don't need it.”

The judge looked at the two of us.

“The two sides can further discuss the issue of compensation.”

I said: "Let's settle the lawsuit." Luc Hoai Xuyen's lawyer quietly reminded him a few words. He didn't listen, still looking at me.

“In that house were 5 years of my youth.”

“Time can't be taken back, leaving the house to me doesn't make any sense.”

His finger pressed on the conciliation record.

“You really don't need anything?”

“I took all my things away.”

“I'm not talking about furniture.”

The judge cleared his throat slightly.

"Mr. Luc, this is a divorce mediation session, it is not appropriate to continue discussing personal matters. Do you agree with the terms in the minutes?"

Luc Hoai Xuyen was silent for a long time, then picked up his pen. After signing, he did not put his pen down immediately. Black ink lingers on the last stroke, forming a small dot. The judge stamped and handed over the civil settlement minutes to the two of us. When I walked out of the courthouse, it was drizzling rain. Luc Hoai Xuyen followed behind me.

“The results of Thu Nha's treatment at the hospital are already available.”

I opened the umbrella.

“The lawyer told me.”

Health authorities determined that On Thu Nha seriously violated nursing regulations, concealed the patient's abnormal condition, and altered records after the incident, leading to the patient suffering from hemorrhagic shock. Her practicing certificate was suspended, the hospital terminated her labor contract, and dismissed her position as Chief Nursing Officer. Related scientific articles have also entered the re-evaluation process.

“Her mother has been transferred to the hospital.” Luc Hoai Xuyen said.

“Um.”

“You also resigned as Dean.”

I looked at him. Luc Hoai Xuyen's expression was calm, as if he was talking to someone else.

"The joint names on scientific articles and recommendation documents need to be investigated. Continuing to sit in a management position is no longer appropriate."

“How the hospital handles it is the hospital's business.”

“I would like to transfer you to the branch hospital.”

“That's good.”

He didn't seem to expect me to just say these two words.

“Gia Hoa, don't you have anything else to ask me?"

Rainwater fell from the edge of the umbrella, wetting one of his shoulders.

“The minutes of conciliation are already in hand.”

I gently shook the file bag.

“From now on, your work does not need to be reported to me.”

Luc Hoai Xuyen stood on the steps. I turned around and headed towards the parking lot. Tong Dao stood waving next to the car. Next to her was a man, very tall, wearing thin-rimmed glasses, and in his hand carrying two cups of coffee bought for her.