Chapter 17 — The new Director is the object of attention

Uncle Dinh nodded: "Doctor Diep has already investigated. She said that as long as she finds the source, she can prove that it was not a surgical accident." Outside the gate suddenly sounded the squeaking sound of car brakes. Two black cars parked right in front of the four-level house. Luc Minh Vi walked down wearing a long gray coat, followed by two men. Seeing Luc Nghien Tu, there was no surprise on her face. "Nguyen Tu, why are you mixing with this group of people?" Luc Minh Vi maintained her beauty very well. Standing in front of this shabby four-level house, she looked like a white porcelain cup that had unfortunately fallen into the mud. Luc Nghien Tu put the medical box in the evidence bag. "Youngest aunt, you came really quickly." Luc Minh Vi glanced at Uncle Dinh. "The old hospital employee is sick, I just came to visit." Uncle Dinh stepped back in fear. Hua Duong stood in front of the old man: "When you come to visit a patient, you bring along a gangster? Your family's visit to a patient is quite impressive, isn't it?" Luc Minh Vi didn't pay attention to her. She turned to look at me, her eyes as sharp as needles. "You are Tham Tri Ha, right? Your mother used to be unreasonable, you are just like that." My father angrily roared: "Luc Minh Vi!" Luc Minh Vi smirked. "Tham Quoc An, your wife is dead, your daughter is almost ruined. Why haven't you learned how to keep your mouth shut?" Luc Nghien Tu took a step forward. "You admit it?" Luc Minh Vi looked at him, his voice suddenly became gentle. "Yen Tu, your mother only woke up a few days ago, her mind is still confused. Do you also believe her words? That year if I hadn't used her name. If the Luc family tried to suppress this matter, the reputation my father left behind would have been long gone." "My father passed away ten years ago, don't use him as cannon fodder." Luc Minh Vi's face darkened. "I'm the one who raised you." "So you showed me a fake medical record, so that I could believe that Tam Tri Ha harmed my mother?" Luc Minh Vi argued: "Auntie told me not to investigate anymore, it's only for my own good." I spoke up: "For his good, or for your own good?" She quickly turned to me. "Doctor Tham, you are very smart, but smart people often have short lives." Hua Duong immediately took out his phone: "I recorded this sentence. Threatening the doctor, Mrs. Luc, you are very good at creating more evidence for yourself." The man standing behind Luc Minh Vi tried to rush up and steal the phone. Luc Nghien Tu raised his hand to stop her. "Try to touch her." The atmosphere was immediately tense like a piano string. The coughing sound of Mr. Dinh's wife in the house became more and more intense. I looked at Luc Minh Vi: "Before coming here, you probably didn't know that the original box was still there. What you were afraid of was not Uncle Dinh, but this thing." Luc Minh Vi stared at the plastic bag in my hand. "What does a torn medicine box prove? Anyone can pick it up." I said: "There is a lot number on the medicine box, the hospital's medicine import records from that year are still there." She sneered: "The records from five years ago are long gone." My father suddenly spoke up: "Not everything is lost." Luc Minh Vi's face changed slightly. My father pulled out a photocopy of the receipt from his chest. "Thanh Lan kept it. She was afraid the original would be stolen, so she made many copies and hid them everywhere in the house. Yesterday I searched all night and found one." Luc Minh Vi's hand finally grabbed the expensive handbag. Luc Nghien Tu took the photocopy. On it is the date of import, quantity, and the recipient's name. The recipient is Luc Minh Vi. Hua Duong stared wide-eyed at that name, her voice shrill. "You are not from the hospital, on what basis do you stand to identify yourself?" Luc Minh Vi protested: "The Luc family once donated equipment to the hospital, I

Signed to replace a batch of supplies, is there a problem?"