"This isn’t an issue of fairness, but rather we can’t let the Sand Ren murderer go unpunished," Xu Qinghuan said.
"What, Sand Ren murderer? How is Sand Ren involved in this?" Deng Aiguo was completely shocked.
His intention was simply to save Liu Weijun’s life, which originally seed straightforward. His senior, Wu Banghui, was a very reliable person, and he didn’t doubt Xu Qinghuan’s skills, but now, this matter was escalating.
Not even a human life can fill this gap?
"Who suggested adding dexathasone to the dication?" Xu Qinghuan’s previous indifference was replaced by a piercing frostiness in her eyes, "Is this not preditated murder?"
The young nurse trembled, staring at Xu Qinghuan in disbelief. How did she know?
Xie Qunfang’s expression flickered with panic, which was caught by Deng Aiguo and the others. Everyone noticed sothing was off, and it was hard to believe.
"How is this preditated murder? The patient just had surgery and might develop a fever at night. Suppressing it with dexathasone in advance—what’s wrong with that?"
Xu Qinghuan slapped her on the face, "Am I the attending doctor or are you? If you’re so capable, why am I responsible if sothing goes wrong with the patient?"
Deng Aiguo asked puzzled, "Doctor Xu, what exactly is the problem here?"
Xu Qinghuan pointed at the glucose, "The patient’s pancreas has ruptured, and dexathasone has toxic side effects on the pancreas. Plus, there are anti-inflammatory drugs in the dication that have contraindications with dexathasone."
"You’re talking nonsense, everyone look, Liu Weijun has co back to life, his heart is beating again." Xie Qunfang looked as if he had co back to life himself, his face that was pale earlier, now flushed with excitent.
Liu Weijun indeed ca back to life.
But this ti, everyone saw that Xu Qinghuan had been grasping Liu Weijun’s wrist the whole ti, not letting go until she saw the heart rate on the monitor stabilize and return to normal speed, and only then did she loosen her grip.
"So, you think because he’s alive again, no one will hold you accountable for what you’ve done?" Xu Qinghuan said,
"Haven’t you repeatedly asked what I gave Liu Weijun to eat? I’m telling you, if I hadn’t given him the Life-saving Pill I made, he would have been dead ten minutes ago."
"The Life-saving Pill you made?" Xie Qunfang clearly didn’t believe it.
Xu Qinghuan took out a Life-saving Pill, Deng Aiguo took it, sniffed it near his nose, and imdiately felt refreshed. He believed this pill indeed had miraculous effects.
"Dean Deng, this is either a major dical incident or a murder case. We need to involve the police. It’s up to you to decide!" Xu Qinghuan asserted forcefully.
"No, don’t involve the police!" The little nurse beside them started to cry anxiously, pointing at Xie Qunfang despite his frantic gestures to keep quiet, "It was Director Xie who told to switch the solution and add dexathasone. She said she’ll take responsibility if anything happened. It’s not my fault; it has nothing to do with ."
The young nurse cried so sadly, but Xu Qinghuan didn’t show any sympathy. As dical staff, even if soone threatens you, you should not violate discipline.
This is indistinguishable from being coerced into murder.
Deng Aiguo couldn’t believe it; he was furious. If it was a dical incident, he wouldn’t be able to extricate himself either. At this point, Xie Qunfang might be his biological mother, but he could not sacrifice himself to protect her.
He directly had the police called, and Xie Qunfang along with the young nurse were taken away.
Ma Jinzhi was astonished. Seeing the police, she was scared out of her wits, not daring to stir trouble anymore, sitting in the corner of the ward, mumbling to herself, nobody could understand what she was saying.
Two hours later, the police ca again to take Ma Jinzhi away.
She shouted and scread, "I didn’t want him dead; he’s my son. How could I want him dead?"
Everyone in the hospital was puzzled, but they couldn’t stop their minds from running wild.
"Could it be that Director Xie was instructed by this person to switch the dicine just to make her son die?"
"How could there be a mother in this world like that? Why?"
"Why else? Didn’t you hear her before refusing absolutely to let Doctor Xu operate on her son? Before treatnt even began, she was asking how they’d compensate if her son was treated to death. It’s obvious she wanted her son to be treated to death to extort a sum of money."
Although discussing a patient’s family like this is inappropriate for dical staff, one must admit the dramas Ma Jinzhi perford in the hospital disgusted people greatly.
Jiang Xingye ca over later, and on his way upstairs, he overheard snippets of conversation.
Seeing Xu Qinghuan, Jiang Xingye gave her a once-over, seeing she hadn’t been hurt, yet he still wasn’t reassured, "Has anyone bullied you?"
Xu Qinghuan shook her head, "Are you done with everything?"
"Yes." Jiang Xingye noticed no one was around; he took Xu Qinghuan’s hand, gently squeezing it, "When I ca in, I heard people saying if that old lady troubled you again?"
Saying this, Jiang Xingye’s eyebrows lowered, and if that old lady was present, he couldn’t guarantee he’d hold back from acting out.
The one he cherishes, how could he bear to let anyone make her suffer!
"It’s alright, don’t be angry. The police have already taken her away." Xu Qinghuan caressed Jiang Xingye’s tightly furrowed sword-like brows; his brow shape was indeed beautiful, more stylish than those sword-like eyebrows intentionally styled for male leads in ancient dramas, even more formidable when not smiling.
No wonder people feared and avoided him.
Jiang Xingye felt her slender, soft white fingers touching his brow, causing his features to relax, afraid to startle her, "I’m not angry; even if I were angry, it’d be at others, not at you."
"No matter what, you won’t be angry with ?" Xu Qinghuan playfully tugged at his hand, tilting her body back, her mischievous look adorable and charming to Jiang Xingye.
"Yes, no matter what, I won’t be angry with you." Jiang Xingye’s lips curled into a smile, his eyebrows softened, no longer appearing as if he’d just been about to hit soone.
"What if I’m not nice to you?" Xu Qinghuan asked with amusent.
This person, ever since he was nine, when his father passed away, all happiness seed distant from him. Has he grown unaccustod to having happiness?
Jiang Xingye gazed deeply at her, raised a hand to touch her cheek, his voice low, "I don’t need you to be nice to ; it’s enough if I’m nice to you between us."
Xu Qinghuan felt a hint of sourness; he always placed himself in such a humble position, even though now with an engagent between them, soon to hold an engagent ceremony, he never seed to have expectations for their future.
Yet he granted her the power to take at her will.
Xu Qinghuan wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down, tiptoeing, she softly kissed the corner of his lip.
The strange sensation made her ears turn crimson, spreading to her cheeks, but seeing his foolishly adorably stunned expression, she found it amusing and buried her face in his chest, unable to hold back her laughter.
Jiang Xingye couldn’t believe it, slowly raised his hands to gently encircle her, afraid to use force, lest he desecrate her.
The warm, soft sweetness was still there, the faint fragrance wafting into his nose, everything telling him this wasn’t a dream.
Twice now, if the first ti he hadn’t even had ti to react, suspecting it was a hallucination, now he could assert to himself, Huanhuan kissed him.
Huanhuan really kissed him!
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