Chapter 3 — The Truth Behind Sugar Water

Comments in the livestream room also exploded. 【People have already jumped, but she still says they're acting?】 【You can fall to death on the second floor, right? How can she be so cold-blooded?】 【When the doctor analyzed these things, it was really scary.】 I didn't pay attention to those sounds. Just turned his head to look at the director. "Seal the hospital room." "Seal the suicide note." "Extract the hallway camera." "Report to the police." The director's face was a bit unsightly. "Lam Van, right now the patient is still being treated..." I interrupted him. "Because the patient is still being treated, we have to protect the scene." "Otherwise, when she wakes up, she will say that I forced her to jump off the building." Father Tong rushed in and tried to rob her. suicide note in Tong's mother's hand. "This is what my daughter left for us!" "On what basis did you seal it?" I looked at him coldly. "Because this is no longer a relic." "It's evidence." Tong's father stiffened. Tong's mother tightened her grip on the piece of paper again, as if holding the last knife. "Don't give it!" "Your hospital wants to destroy the evidence!" "Everyone has seen it, this is written by Minh Khe himself." "He said he was willing to use his life in exchange for justice for all patients!" I looked at her. "Then it's even better to hand it over to the police." "Let the police check to see if this suicide note was hastily written at that moment, or was it Prepare in advance.” Tong's mother's eyes moved slightly. Just that one moment was enough. Not long after, the nurse downstairs ran up. "She's still alive." "She fell on the edge of the roof, then fell into a strip of green trees." "Conscious, initially determined not to be life-threatening." The hallway fell silent again. The pain on Tong's mother's face stiffened. Tong's father was also stunned for a moment. Very quickly, Tong's mother rushed to the window crying again. "Minh Khe!" "My daughter must suffer!" But this time, the eyes of the onlookers looking at her were no longer as steadfast as before. Because just now she kept saying that I had killed her daughter. But Tong Minh Khe did not die. Not only is it not dead. It just happened to fall into the most unlikely position where anything serious could happen. 6Tong Minh Khe was quickly pushed back to the emergency room. Her forehead was scratched, her arm was broken, her ribs were slightly cracked. Not light. But it's far from the point of using one's life in exchange for justice. When the doctor treated her wound, she regained consciousness. Through the half-open emergency curtain, as soon as she saw me, tears immediately rolled down. "Doctor Lam..." "Why do you have to think of me like that?" Her voice was weak, but each word was just enough for those outside to hear. "I'm just so desperate." "I know you hate me." "But I really don't want to force you." "I just feel that life is too difficult for a patient like me." Tong's mother immediately chimed in, crying. "You listen." see?” “Up to now my daughter is still explaining for you!” “Lam Van, how can you say she's acting?” I looked at Tong Minh Khe. She was lying on the hospital bed, her face was pale, but her eyes were staring at the camera. She always knows where the lens is. It was like that in the past. Same now. I don't argue with her. Just took out the phone and called a number. "Lawyer Tran." "Send the first document out." Tong Minh Khe's eyes changed slightly. Tong's mother unconsciously asked: "What documents?" I did not answer. A few minutes later, a full invoice appeared online. Details of Tong Minh Khe's hospital expenses that year. In the surgery fee section, it was written very clearly: 【Charity exemption.】 【Chief surgeon Lam Van applied for special allowance.】 And the glucose bottle that Tong's mother said was secretly added to the bill was completely not included in any fees. Immediately following is the fish payment history

my person. The person who paid for that bottle of glucose was me. The time was seventeen minutes after the surgery ended. Seeing that record, Tieu Tran's eyes immediately turned red. "I said it a long time ago." "That bottle of glucose was paid for by Dr. Lam." "That day she didn't even get to eat, she stood so much that her hands were shaking." "How can you bully others like that?" Tong's mother's face turned blue, then white. But very quickly, she started crying again. "We didn't understand it then." "There are so many bills, who can understand them?" "We were just afraid of being cheated." I nodded. "Okay." "You don't understand the bill." "So does Tong Minh Khe understand?" Tong Minh Khe's pupils suddenly shrank. I looked at her, my voice very calm. "That year, when the reporter interviewed you, he asked you two questions." "First question." "Do you know that the surgery fee was waived by me?" "Second question." "Do you know that the glucose bottle is not included in your family's bill?" "Tong Minh Khe." "How did you answer then?" Tong Minh Khe's lips turned white. "I... I don't remember." I smiled. "It's okay." "I remember instead." Miss.” The second document was quickly released. That's the original video of that year's interview. In the camera, nineteen-year-old Tong Minh Khe lies on a hospital bed. The reporter asked: