Chapter 7 — The new Director is the object of attention

La Kien Minh was angry: "The director took the medical records and still had to report to you?" Luc Nghien Tu repeated: "Tham Tri Ha, give it to me." I handed over the file bag. But when his hand touched the mouth of the bag, I didn't let go. "Director Luc, the seal on this medical record has been broken." Kieu Man immediately said: "Don't talk nonsense." I looked straight into Luc Nghien Tu's eyes. "If there are any documents missing inside, there is still time to check now." Luc Nghien Tu's eyes fell on the file bag. He yanked it and took it away. "You two, stop working for half a day, go back and write a report on the incident." Hua Duong pointed to herself: "Me too?" "You too." Kieu Man looked at me, a smile she couldn't hide on her lips. Luc Nghien Tu turned around to leave, walked to the door and stopped. "File room camera, Director La sealed it." La Kien Minh's face changed slightly. The bandage on Kieu Man's hand looked like it was stuck in the wrong place. I bent down to pick up the registration book, and among the flying papers, I saw a photocopy slip tucked inside. There was only half a line of text on it. Person who signed the surgical records: Tham Tri Ha. Suspended from work for half a day, actually sent me home to wait for resolution. But I didn't go home. I went to the noodle shop opposite the hospital and ordered a bowl of noodles without onions. Hua Duong sat opposite, using chopsticks to poke the jar of chili. "You see? There's a problem with that medical record. Who is Luc Thanh Ha? A member of Director Luc's family?" I stirred the bowl of noodles. "His mother." Hua Duong's chopsticks fell on the table. "You know her?" "Have met before." "What do you mean by met? Five years ago, weren't you in Cardiovascular Surgery? Is that surgery related to you?" I didn't have time to answer, the curtains were closed. The noodle shop was blown up. Luc Nghien Tu walked in, his vest draped over his hand, his arrogant appearance looked completely out of place in this ten-yuan-a-bowl noodle shop. The shop owner recognized me, brought out a bowl of soup, and when she saw him, she was stunned. "Doctor Tham, your friend?" Hua Duong answered for me: "No, boss." Luc Nghien Tu sat down at the table right next to her. "Tham Tri Ha, let's talk a bit." I picked up a noodle. "During work hours or after hours?" "It's not your work hours." "So it's a personal matter." I looked at Hua Duong, "Duong Duong, eat the noodles." Hua Duong cooperated and took a big sip, feeling the heat continuously. Luc Nghien Tu placed a photo on the table. In the photo is the scene outside the operating room five years ago, I was wearing a surgical gown, standing at the end of the hallway, holding a commitment paper in my hand. "Why were you there that day?" I looked at the photo. "There's nothing missing in the hospital when people wear surgical scrubs." "Don't lie to me." Hua Duong slapped the table: "Director Luc, during the day you demote him, at night you interrogate him, do you consider him a criminal?" Luc Nghien Tu didn't bother to glance at Hua Duong. "Luc Thanh Ha's medical record is missing a page. The page of notes taken during the surgery, the signature is yours." I said: "Are you already convinced of that?" "I'm just asking for the truth." "The truth is that the medical record is kept by the hospital, if you lose it, you'll have to go find the file room, asking me is useless." His finger pressed firmly on the edge of the photo. "My mother was in a coma five years after surgery, the first sentence she said. After waking up, it was your name." The hood in the noodle shop was still making a whirring sound. The shopkeeper quietly turned down the TV volume. Hua Duong looked at me: "Tri Ha?" I pushed the bowl of noodles out. "What else did she say?" Luc Nghien Tu stared at me: "She said, don't let Tham Tri Ha hold the surgical knife anymore." Hua Duong took a deep breath. I smiled. “So the first day you came, you pulled me off the operating table.” “Yes.” “You didn't even bother to ask a question?”