Chapter 23 — Transfer Rate Changed

For seven long years, I don't know how many times I dreamed about my father. In the dream, he sat on the hospital bed, smiling and calling: "Ninh Ninh, don't look back." I held out my hand: "Give it here." Co Thua took a half step back: "Sign the complaint waiver first." I laughed. Co Thua frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

“Laughing at myself until today I still underestimate your despicability.”

He grimaced: “I was just trying to save my mother.”

“You said the same thing last time.” I said, "Save your future, save your mother, save To Van Tinh. Every time you force me to stand as a sacrifice."

The Head of the Emergency Department came over: "Khuong Ninh, there is a patient." I turned around and walked away. Co Thua panicked: "You don't need this letter anymore?" I didn't look back: "My father would never want me to use justice in exchange for a single sentence from him." The emergency room door closed. Co Thua stood dumbfounded outside, the file in his hand was squeezed until it was wrinkled. Two hours later, people from the disciplinary team arrived at the emergency department. The scene of Co Thua using the letter to threaten me was captured clearly by the head nurse who extracted the camera. The female disciplinary team officer said to him: "Co Thua, you have signs of illegally storing other people's relics, please come with us." Co Thua finally panicked: "Khuong Ninh, are you determined to do this to the end?" I stood apart from the glass door and looked at him: "What you have to return to me is not just a letter." That morning, the letter was delivered to me. The paper is very thin, the handwriting is crooked. *Ninh Ninh, dad is incompetent and can't be your support. Tieu Co said there was a need for a doctor on the mountain. I agreed to go. Dad was very proud. Don't miss out on your future because of your father, and don't suffer resentment because of anyone else. If you're too tired, go home. Dad's house will always have lights on waiting for you.* There was clearly a trail of dried tears on the paper. I sat in the on-call room, slowly folded the letter, and carefully put it in my inside pocket. The head nurse knocked on the door: "Doctor Khuong, the next batch of patients has arrived." I stood up: "I'll be right out." To Van Tinh's father, Mr. To Kien Quoc, appeared on the third day. He dressed smartly, carried two boxes of supplements, went to Thieu Thanh Hai's office first, and then found me at the Emergency Department.

“Doctor Khuong.” He smiled very politely, "Van Tinh is still young and inexperienced, doing foolish things. She has received a proper lesson, can you raise it high and hit her lightly?"

I'm busy writing a test order form for the patient: "Please line up." He was stunned: "I didn't go to the doctor."

“I'm working.”

The patient's family standing next to him glared at him: "If you don't examine the patient, don't interrupt." To Kien Quoc felt embarrassed and had to step aside. Waiting for me to finish, he immediately approached: "Doctor Khuong, let's find a quiet place to talk. Whatever compensation you want, just set the conditions." Liu Tieu Man was pouring water for the patient. When he heard this, he immediately opened his mouth: "How much money can buy the right to have a medical record in your name? How much money can buy seven years of youth? Please give us a price, let us hear it." To Kien Quoc frowned: "Young lady, don't speak so arrogantly." I put down my pen: "Mr. To, it's not up to me to decide what consequences your daughter will have to endure decided.”

“You can't say that.” He lowered his voice, “Taking off cards, discipline, those things will destroy her. Co Thua is the mastermind, Van Tinh was only tricked by him."

I retorted: “When she stole my medical records, was she deceived? When she stood in the meeting room and loudly said that I was not worthy of being at the City Hospital, was she also deceived?