Chapter 388 Apprenticeship with Pluto (67)
But now that the body has been sent over, it has been found that the cause of death has nothing to do with the hospital. This is not entirely an act of dementia. There is a traitor in the family!
Now that the hospital is fully prepared, looking at the family members of the deceased, there are four people in a row, all with expressions on their faces as if they were dreaming.
Especially the old man, looking at the screen, his eyes were wide and round, his thin face looked particularly mean and stiff, his whole body was like frozen ice, his neck was stiff and he couldn't move.
How is this possible?
In order to fear that people from the hospital would steal the body, he had sent his eldest son, the most stable person, to guard it day and night.
Everything has been arranged, waiting to be sent for cremation early this morning.
Things were about to become a foregone conclusion, but he never expected that a traitor would appear in his family.
The two sons actually worked together to deliver the body to the door of the hospital!
No matter how you think about it, even if your son loses his mind, there is no way he would do such a mindless thing.
So after watching all this, the old man shook his head wildly, pointed at the video behind the curtain, and categorically denied it.
"It's fake. The hospital is so powerful. There must be someone who knows how to make a fake video. That is, they put my son's face on it. Delivered to the door of the hospital!”
Yes, if the video is fake, then the old woman has been cremated and burned to ashes. How can we check it?
His son would definitely not be able to do such a thing. Yes, it must be fake. The hospital had gone bad and started to fake it!
The old man was convinced that the video was fake, but Zhu Zhijun on the other side of the hospital showed no expression at all and continued after playing the video.
"The video has been handed over to the technical appraisal department. We have sufficient evidence to prove the authenticity of this video, including that the body of the deceased is still in our hospital." After saying this, Zhu Zhijun raised his hand and patted Wu Han's shoulder, facing reporters, that is, facing the public, said loudly.
"I believe that all journalists can report everything today truthfully. This is not only about the reputation of a doctor, but also about the harmony of the doctor-patient relationship. I believe that everyone will not want to be a bystander who drives doctors to desperation. Here, on behalf of our hospital, I would like to say a word to the general public: Doctors are kind-hearted. From the moment we put on this white coat, we We are ready to fight against death at all times. Please believe in us, and more importantly, in justice. If Dr. Wu is forced to resign and leave tomorrow, more doctors will be affected over time, and no one will be willing to work. In this industry, when the time comes, please imagine that you, your family, and your friends will never become a doctor.”
After saying all this, Zhu Zhijun raised his hand and put it on his chest.
“Health depends on life.
When I enter the sacred medical school, I solemnly swear:
I volunteer to devote myself to medicine..."
More and more doctors came out of the hospital, raised their hands to their chests, spoke in unison, held their heads high, and swore loudly.
This solemn and solemn oath just hovered over the entire hospital and echoed in the microphones of all the reporters. They were dressed in white and appeared in front of the people along one camera after another.
"...Persistently pursue and strive for the development of the motherland's medical and health undertakings and the physical and mental health of mankind throughout our lives!"
(End of chapter)