Surgical Fate

When she walked out, she met Fu Bowen on the way back to the office.

The two looked at each other.

"Teacher." An Min said first, "You're here."

"Well, here we are. I took a look around." Fu Bowen was wearing a white coat. "I also went to see Lao Zhong and Chen Xi's mother."

"Mr. Zhong is recovering well." An Min walked to his side, "Chen Xi's mother..."

Fu Bowen turned to look at her, "I'm going to tidy up today, let's go together, I'll give you any books you want, and those books are the only ones I can get my hands on."

"Okay, I like books the most; when I was a child, every time I read a book, my mother would look at me with peaceful eyes." Instead of complex contradictions and hostility.

Fobowen has no interface, it just moves forward.

An Min walked behind and called Zhuang Shu.

Then he entered the dean's office with Fu Bowen and began to help organize his things together.

Zhuang Shu didn't come right away, he arrived when all the things had been taken out and tidied up.

knocking.

"Please come in." Fu Bowen was sorting out the last few books he took out from the bookcase.

When Zhuang Shu entered, he saw Fu Bowen who was handing the book to An Min, "Dean Fu, are you looking for me?" He also saw cardboard boxes all over the floor.

An Min took the books in Fu Bowen's hand, picked out one, and packed the others into a box.

Fu Bowen spread his hands, "I'm sorry, there is no place for you to sit."

"You're welcome." Zhuang Shu also said directly, "What do you want from me?"

Fu Bowen looked at An Min.

An Min stood up and came over.

"The disaster has passed, and the work in the hospital has returned to normal. It's time for me to go back to the nursing home." Fu Bowen faced them, "I have some things before I leave, and I want to give you two an explanation."

Confession? !

Fu Bowen looked at the words of "Initial Heart" "An Min knew that this word was written to me by one of my teachers, the late Shen Tao, the old principal of the Medical University."

An Min and Zhuang Shu also looked at the words, and An Min also remembered that he used this words excitedly to say anything to Fu Bowen.

"You have been hanging for many years, and you have never forgotten your original intention, so you can always achieve it." How could An Min not know it? "It is not the difficulty of knowing, but the only difficulty of doing it."

Fu Bowen raised his eyes, "Indeed, it's not easy; Professor Zhuang, can I trouble you to take it off for me?"

Zhuang Shu didn't understand what he meant, but he did it anyway.

An Min tidied up the desktop, Fu Bowen took out a tool box, and after Zhuang Shu took off the words, Fu Bowen put the framed words on the back, took out a screwdriver, and unscrewed the screws at the back, neither of them knew The reason was up to him to act. When Fu Bowen picked up the backboard, there was an envelope from Renhe Hospital of some years on the framed wooden grid.

An Min couldn't help but stepped forward.

Zhuang Shu also frowned.

Fu Bowen picked up the envelope sealed behind 'Chu Xin', the envelope was not sealed, and he took out the contents of the envelope.

An Min couldn't see clearly, but only saw a small yellowed piece of paper.

Fu Bowen carefully held the piece of paper, and said loudly, "On June 1984, 6, Zhang Shumei took the original copy of the medicine list." He handed the piece of paper to Zhuang Shu, "This is also what An Min wanted most after being by my side for so many years. One thing, though she didn't know if the 'evidence' existed or not; now she does, it's this!"

Zhuang Shu was shocked. He looked down at the piece of paper that Fu Bowen was holding, and reached out to take it. An Min walked around Fu Bowen and came to his side. On the medicine list, there are only a few simple words written in the columns of name, medicine, and the person who took the medicine. The words are written with a pen, and the blue ink looks dim on the yellowed paper.

Zhuang Shu really couldn't believe that what he was holding in his hand was the medicine collection form of his mother back then. His shocked stare made Fu Bowen avoid it a little. : Why is this list here?

"The best way is to burn it." In this way, there was no evidence, and An Min also saw that the three words "Zhang Shumei" on the medicine list were written by Zhuang Shu's mother without checking the notes. The name on the complaint materials in hand has been seen countless times, "You still..." Didn't do that.

Fu Bowen closed his eyes, "Let's talk in another place, what happened 30 years ago, I think it's time to tell you two." They all have the right to know the truth, and it's time to tell them.

roof.

Fu Bowen smoked a cigarette, but he may not be used to it after quitting for many years.

"Smoking is not a good habit. Now that you quit, don't smoke. Aunt Qiao will definitely let Mr. Zhong quit this time." An Min took the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the hanging ashtray. Just play chess and go fishing."

Zhuang Shu remained silent.

Fu Bowen looked at them and sighed, "I have repeatedly recalled every detail of the incident 30 years ago..." Talking about what Zhuang Shu wanted to hear in detail, Zhang Shumei discovered that Lu Zhonghe had occasional ventricular premature beats after the operation. He ordered her to use lidocaine to alleviate premature beats if she found frequent premature beats. Later, Zhang Shumei injected him with lidocaine according to the doctor's order, but Lu Zhonghe had an allergic reaction and suffered from respiratory distress. The first reaction was lidocaine allergy "...Although this kind of allergy was hardly known at that time, once the matter was reported truthfully, we might be held accountable, and we worked hard for several years and finally got the qualification to carry out The lung transplant project will inevitably be terminated because of this, so Xiu Minqi and I found Cao Guangyi, the pharmacy manager, and forced him to immediately forge a prescription for Zhang Shumei to receive penicillin. Although Cao Guangyi was very reluctant, in the end, he still insisted I did it; and I found your mother's original prescription, and the moment I was about to ignite the original prescription, I still hesitated and took another one and burned it."

Zhuang Shu picked up the piece of paper, "Then why do you want to keep it? Did you think that one day, you would hand it over to me?"

Fu Bowen had no such thoughts at all, and shook his head, "I really want to tell you this, but my real thoughts at the time were..."

"Once Xiu Minqi has a conflict of interest with you, you can blackmail him with this document." An Min gritted his teeth, "Mr. Fu, have you never thought of handing over this document to me? Even Zhang Shumei's The children probably won't come back, and you never thought of giving it to me, did you?"

Fu Bowen didn't dare to look at her, and lowered his head, "Yes, I can't give it to you." Then he raised his head sharply, "I'm really afraid that you will cause an uproar if you get this, I'm afraid that you will..."

"How I will have nothing to do with you!" An Min roared, "What right do you have to worry about me!"

"Minmin." Zhuang Shu grabbed her shoulders from behind and brought her behind him, "I'll tell him."

An Min was pulled behind him, turned her face away, and walked away a few steps.

Zhuang Shu turned around and looked directly at Fu Bowen, "I really didn't expect you to keep the original copy for this reason." The contempt no longer covered up, "Then should I thank you for your selfishness?"

Fu Bowen didn't take it seriously, they completely expected this kind of reaction, "I didn't use this document until I became the director of Renhe, and then I put it behind the 'initial heart'. He felt very guilty about it, "It always reminds me that I did such a shameless thing back then."

"It's not one, it's two!" Zhuang Shu corrected him, "Don't you think you also harmed Fu Guoxin's family?"

"I know." Fu Bowen nodded, accepting all their blame and anger.

"Know?" An Min listened behind, trying not to let the tears fall, "What do you know? You don't know anything! And now? What's the use of you telling us this? Cao Guangyi is dead, and he can't say a word. If you didn't stay, how do you plan to make this matter known to the world? You told the truth, but will Xiu Minqi admit it? Can he restore Zhang Shumei's innocence? Can you give my parents an explanation? Let me tell my parents, Aren't they paranoid fools, let alone crazy lunatics who lost their husbands?!"

Fu Bowen was very sad to hear that Cao Guangyi had passed away without leaving a word. An Min was doing this with great care; he had no family, no children, and Lu Chenxi and Fu Anmin were very important to him. It is different, An Min is so sad that he is really very sad, but the truth is so cruel, he shook his head, "I, I can't do anything, I'm going to repair my house."

"What did he say?" Zhuang Shu also wanted to know what the result of An Min's question would be.

"As I expected, he refused to clarify all this." Fu Bowen told them the facts.

Zhuang Shu held the receipt tightly, "Didn't you say that this thing is still there?"

"No." Fu Bowen was very clear about Xiu Minqi's temper, and he was very sure, "Because I know it's useless."

"Why?" How could it be useless?

Fu Bowen confessed, "Because no one can prove that this document is real, because the forged document has been sealed in the file as evidence at that time!"

"I can prove it!" An Min's shoulders trembled slightly, "And that forged document that was sealed in the file can also become the ironclad evidence that you framed Zhang Shumei!"

Both Fu Bowen and Zhuang Shu looked back at her.

"I have the complaint materials written by Zhang Shumei." An Min stared at Fu Bowen who was a little stunned. Because there is no way to appeal in Jialin, my father proposed to ask Aunt Zhang to transfer the appeal materials to the relevant health department in Shanghai. I think it may be that Aunt Zhang was too desperate at the time, so she also felt that this absurd proposal by my father was hope. I wrote more than a dozen appeal materials and handed them to my father. My father sent some of them, but nothing came of it, so he kept nine copies. His hope at the time was to go to Beijing to appeal for Aunt Zhang, but unfortunately he didn’t make it, so he… …Nine identical materials can prove that they are from one person, and the last signature of the appeal materials, as long as they are compared with this original document, it can be proved that the signature on the appeal materials and the original document is the same person’s handwriting, even if Xiu Minqi said it was me My father forged it, but I can also prove that it is not my father’s handwriting, I have his diary; and we can also ask for the identification of the handwriting on the medicine pick-up list sealed in the file, who would not Write more than a dozen copies? Even if it is impossible to prove that the signature on the complaint materials and original documents is Zhang Shumei’s, Zhuang Shu can definitely question that the signature on the so-called medicine collection form as evidence is not his mother’s, because you can’t do it. It proves that it was signed by herself! You can say that someone signed it on her behalf, then we can also check whether there is such a testimony in the file, if not, we can question why it is not there, and who is the person who signed it? We require identification This person's handwriting..."

"An Yin, don't do this, I'm afraid of you so I dare not tell you the existence of this receipt." What Fu Bowen is most afraid of is Fu An Yin's dark obsession, that terrible black obsession seems to be able to destroy everything. Swallow "Compared to your father, you are even worse."

"You still refuse to say that I am like this, otherwise my parents will die in vain!" An Min narrowed his eyes, "I will not let you and Xiu Minqi go! Don't even think that I will forgive you!" After all, stride away.

Neither Fu Bowen nor Zhuang Shu can stop her, and no one can comfort her pain and sadness now.

Zhuang Shu picked up the receipt, "So what's the use of you giving us this now? It's just a conscience discovery?"

"The two things I regret the most so far are that when Fu Guoxin came to me, I refused to admit it, which caused an irreparable tragedy later; and the other is." Fu Bowen knew that his mistakes could not be forgiven, but he still wanted to tell him "Xiao Bin, here I solemnly apologize to you and your mother." Fu Bowen bowed ninety degrees to Zhuang Shu.

Zhuang Shu looked indifferently at Fu Bowen who bowed his head in front of him and admitted his mistake, without saying a word.

Fu Bowen stood up, "The only thing I can do now is this."

Zhuang Shu's expression remained unchanged, "If my mother heard what you said today, I don't know how she would respond, but I can tell you——I don't accept it!"

Fu Bowen was ashamed.

"Because of your cowardice and selfishness, my mother and Mr. Fu Guoxin paid the price of their lives for this matter. What did you pay?" Zhuang Shu couldn't restrain the grievance and anger in his heart, "Can a simple apology solve it? Up to now, the main messenger has not stood up and said a word for my mother. You are still respected experts in the medical field. The irresponsible nurse who caused the patient's death, Mr. Fu Guoxin, will always be a paranoid fool who asked for hardship, and Lu Zhonghe's family members will still think that my mother's mistake caused their family's tragedy. "

Fu Bowen held on to the railing.

"Do you think such a powerless confession is atonement? Can this undo the damage to several families?" Zhuang Shu couldn't forgive him like this.

Fu Bowen couldn't bear the refusal of the two together, "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness no matter how much I repent, but I did everything I could do after being sensitized to lidocaine."

"That's what a doctor should do!" Instead of using it as an excuse for confession "The death of a patient should have been used as an experience and lesson for medical progress to avoid more tragedies in the future, but it was covered up by you so dirty " Zhuang Shu also replied solemnly, "Now, on behalf of myself and An Min, I tell you that no matter what the result is, no matter how difficult the process is, we will definitely pursue this matter to the end!" This time it is my turn to work hard for my mother !

Fu Bowen turned his head to look at Zhuang Shu who was frowning.

After Zhuang Shu said what he wanted to say, he walked away, leaving Fu Bowen alone on the rooftop.

The author has something to say:

Congratulations to myself, I have reached a hundred long-winded words!

Congratulations, the peacock figure is a little crooked!