Shannon walked over and stood in front of the desk, her hands crossed in front of her.
“We found out. The doctor’s conclusion was that the man died of heart disease. ording to the information I got from the local police, the man had a congenital heart condition and was supposed to carry medication with him. But I watched the video – Mr. Green didn’t find any medicine on him, so he had to start emergency treatment. Indya has already started deploying PR teams.”
After a moment of silence, Jessica turned around, her expression dark.
“Thoseizens who are pushing the narrative–collect evidence on each one of them. Tell the legal department to preparewyer’s letters. I’m suing every single one.”
“Okay.”
Jessica tapped on the desk, remembering the helpless tone in Chris’s voice during the phone call. Her heart ached a little.
“Book me a flight. I’m going today.”
Shannon n?dded and turned to leave.
After Chris was removed from the final surgery, he was left alone <b>in </b>the dormitory.
He didn’t want to worry Jessica by calling her, so he could only curl up under the covers and try to sleep.
By around four o’clock in the afternoon, the surgery had long since ended, and Jake came rushing in, flustered.
“Something’s wrong, Chris. The dead man’s family is making a scene. They’re demanding that the hospital hand you over.” Jake pulled Chris to his feet.
Chris was groggy, his movements mechanical as he got dressed.
Only when Jake led him outside and he heard the shouting in the hospital lobby did Chris realize how serious the situation was.
Someone quickly recognized him, and the hospital security surrounded Chris to prevent the deceased’s family members from getting close.
“It’s all your fault! If it weren’t for you, my husband wouldn’t be dead!”
“You’re a quack! Do you even have a medical license? You killed someone!”
“You get your patients killed!”
A group of people surrounded Chris, hurling insults.
No matter how calm his mindset had always been, he still felt humiliated in that moment.
Jake stood protectively in front of him, keeping the angry crowd at bay.
Soon, a representative from the hospital stepped forward.
“ording to our investigation into Dr. Green, his emergency treatment was correct. The responsibility does not lie with Dr. Green. The patient was still breathing when he was ced in the ambnce. The entire surgery process afterward was recorded on video. We offered to show it to you at the time, but you refused,
“We don’t care about that. It’s all lies! You’re all liars!”
“You’re just protecting that doctor!”
The air was thick with shouting and usations.
Chris stood there as if he were some animal in a zoo, being gawked at and judged.
Just then, arge group of people appeared behind him, separating the deceased’s family from the crowd <b>of </b>onlookers.
Chris turned around in confusion.
Jessica stood at the entrance.
She had arrived in a rush.
The ck dress clung to her frame, and a zer was loosely draped over her shoulders.
She had just removed her sunsses.
The first thing she saw was the exhaustion written all over Chris’s face.
“Jessica.”
Chris hadn’t felt wronged before, but the moment he saw Jessica<b>, </b>His heart skipped a beat.
Saving lives had always been his dream, and he had poured everything into it.
When he rushed to save that man despite his own injury, he never imagined he’d be used like this.
Jessica had already walked up to him and taken his hand.
“Howe you’re here?” he asked.
“I’ve missed you.” Jessica didn’t hide a thing as sheced her fingers with his.
She turned to face the deceased’s family.
“The police are right outside. Ourwyer is here as well. For your nder and false usations against my husband, I’ve chosen to pursue legal action.”
The people who had been shouting the loudest immediately went quiet.
They had thought Jessica was only bluffing.