Chapter 3 — The Sinner in the Night

But Chu Nghien Than said: "A bloodline assessment requires procedures, it's not like you can just say a word and do it. The most urgent thing right now is to reassure family members and avoid widespread public opinion." He said as he walked next to me, lowering his voice. "Chi Chi, come out with me." I didn't move. His voice was lower: "Do you really want to put yourself in jail? Now sign, I can still help you." "Sign what?" He stuffed part of the document into my hand. Divorce agreement, there is also a power of attorney to handle the house. The old house my mother left me, the address was clearly written on it. I looked at those papers and suddenly understood everything. He didn't betray me temporarily, he had already paved the way for a long time. Let me bear the bad reputation of "baby swapping". Let me face the patient's family, the hospital, the police, and public opinion. Then tell me, only he can save me. The price was divorce, and the house my mother left behind. I raised my head to look at him: "Chu Nghien Than, you're in such a hurry that it's too obvious." His expression turned cold. At this moment, an old but clear voice came from outside the meeting room door. "The bloodline assessment requires formalities, there is no need to wait to seal the identification chain." Everyone turned their heads. Outside the door there was an old woman with silver hair, wearing a dark blue coat, carrying a cloth bag in her hand. I recognized her. At 1:30 a.m., when I went to the stairs to get backup antiseptic solution, she fainted at the corner. I determined she had hypoglycemia, gave her sugar water, called the emergency nurse, and sat with her for ten minutes. At that time, she said, her last name was Co. I don't ask more. At this moment, Co Hoai Am walked in, his eyes scanning the whole arena. The head of the obstetrics department was stunned: "Miss Co? The province said you will come next week to supervise..." "Coming early." Co Hoai Am placed the cloth bag on the table. "I came late last night, I won't bother you guys." In Tran Lo's livestream room, people began to appear. "Co Hoai Am? Are you the mother and baby safety expert at the provincial obstetrics hospital?" "I've heard her lecture!" Co Hoai Am looked at me, nodded slightly. "Nurse On, you did not bad, you saved the most important moment."5 As soon as Co Hoai Am spoke, no one in the room dared to interrupt. words. She is not from our hospital, but she has participated in building newborn safety procedures throughout the province. Even though she retired, her name is still in the arsenal of quality control experts. The head of the obstetrics department sweated: "Miss Co, our hospital is investigating today..." "The hospital is investigating, okay." Co Hoai Am placed the cloth bag on the table. "But the original data must be sealed now. Bracelets, RFID, incubator opening records, original footprints, umbilical cord blood barcodes, original doors, care system inspection logs, none of them are missing." Chu Nghien Than cautiously said: "Miss Co, regarding the privacy of pregnant women and newborns, direct intervention by outsiders is probably not appropriate." Co Hoai Am glanced at him. "I am a member of the provincial mother and baby safety quality control monitoring team. Last night was supposed to come to unexpectedly check your process of handing over babies at night." This sentence fell, and the meeting room was completely quiet. Unscheduled inspection. In other words, her appearing here is not a coincidence. Not even the person I came to seek support from. Co Hoai Am continued: "Just now the livestream has spread widely, the family's emotions are out of control, and the newborn's identity is suspected of being switched. Do you still want to close the door and handle it?" The head of the obstetrics department immediately expressed his attitude: "Just do as Miss Co says." The information room engineer was called in. The newborn monitoring area is also temporarily closed. The two babies were compared by a pediatrician, midwife and family representative, and were temporarily labeled "awaiting confirmation". Bare

Lo stood outside the door, her hands shaking violently. His wife, Diep Hieu Ninh, is still unconscious. He could only ask again and again: "Who is my son?" No one dared to answer. The first item called out is the original photo of the door record. At 02:01, my business card was indeed swiped to open the door to the surveillance area. Lam Man Thanh immediately raised her head, as if she had caught the last lifeline. "Everyone look, On Chi has come in." Co Hoai Am is in no hurry. "Look at the picture." In the picture, the person swiping the card is wearing a loose maternity coat, her hair is held up with a black crab clip, and the back of her right hand is still taped to hold the needle. That's not me, that's Lam Man Thanh. In the conference room, all eyes simultaneously fell on the back of her hand. She unconsciously withdrew her hand into her sleeve. "I... I just came to see my child. I used On Chi's spare card because I forgot mine in the hospital room." I asked: "Why is my spare card at your place?" She bit her lip: "In the nursing station drawer there is a shared card." Truong Vien immediately said: "The backup card is not a shared card, anyone who uses it must register." The registration book was brought in, there was no name Lam Man Thanh on it. Second entry, bracelet printer diary. At 01:54 in the morning, the head nurse's account asked for a replacement bracelet for a newborn baby. Corresponding information is Lam Man Thanh's son.