Chapter 392

"Dad, really not. As you know, I am on the front line at two o'clock every day. Except in the hospital or at home, the people I contact the most are the colleagues in the hospital. If I accidentally offend a colleague, they will not take revenge like this." , if the hospital is really ordered to be closed down, they will have nowhere to go." Zhou Shijie said earnestly.

Zhou Shangru nodded, suddenly changed the topic, and asked seriously, "Then what about the girl you dated, is there any rival in love?"

Zhou Shangru and his wife are engaged in the education industry, and they seldom discuss such matters. It is also because this incident was too sudden that they brought it up.

When the word "rival in love" was mentioned, the name that had been rejected just now appeared again, but it was impossible for Zhou Shijie to think about it.

I met him twice half a month ago, and every time we met, he was humble and polite, and respected him as much as he did in the hospital at that time. Although he disagreed with Ji Shaochen's romantic history, he believed that he should not So low.

Seeing that her son was silent, Jiang Shuyu immediately became nervous, "Shijie, does that girl have other suitors?"

Zhou Shijie came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Mom, don't think about it, it's nothing."

"That's good, don't worry about me." Jiang Shuyu raised her hand to cover her chest, and suddenly looked at her son.

"Shijie, then you can't take it lightly. Your father and I have analyzed this matter. Someone must be behind the scenes. Otherwise, why would the patient's family members refuse to see you? There must be ghosts in their hearts, and they feel ashamed to face others. You waived all the fees for them before."

"Dad, Mom, don't worry. My son has a clear conscience. The investigation is just a formality. It will be fine after the limelight passes." Zhou Shijie comforted him patiently.

"I hope so." Zhou Shangru seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't say anything after hearing what his son said.

A week has passed, and the news about the "medical malpractice" of the private hospital in Kyoto is still spreading on the Internet. During this period, Zhou Shijie tried to negotiate face-to-face with his family several times but was rejected.

Regarding this medical malpractice, the two parties hold their own opinions.

The answer given by Zhou Shijie was that he had clearly explained the risks and consequences of the operation to the patient's family before the operation, but the patient said that there was no such thing at all. The hospital wanted to make money, and her son advocated the operation after he moved in...

If it had not been posted on the Internet, this incident would not be called a "medical malpractice" at all. It is a normal reaction for a brain tumor patient to be in a coma in the end.

Because a large number of netizens kept calling for an explanation from the relevant departments, in order not to cause adverse effects, they have been investigating.

On Sunday, a public holiday, some people are happy and some are sad.

The man leaned on the sofa, listening to the assistant's phone report, the corners of his lips curled up triumphantly.

He didn't want to kill them all, but he wouldn't let them go so easily. As long as he ordered the patient's family members to change their words in a few days, the wind direction would change accordingly.

When Zhou Shijie was in trouble, Zhang Xiaoqi was most anxious.

He helped himself so much before, and helped him find a job, but now he is in trouble, but he can't help him a little.

In the restaurant, although Zhou Shijie's expression was still as gentle as before, Zhang Xiaoqi knew that he was comforting himself, afraid that he would be worried.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother Shijie, why don't you give me the number of the patient's family member, maybe he will be willing to meet and talk with me."

(End of this chapter)

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