Chapter 1333: 1293 The Utmost Shameless

The next day, at the construction site of the community hospital.

Lin Jiaojiao has become a contractor; she walks around the community hospital every day wearing a yellow hard hat.

Director Zhu Liangchen of the Capital Liver and Gallbladder Department underwent gastric artery embolization surgery, and postoperative gastrointestinal bleeding occurred, making Lin Jiaojiao break out in a cold sweat.

Cosmetic surgery is still surgery; although complications are rare and the chance of problems is low, it does not mean there are no complications.

Once complications arise that cannot be resolved, private cosmetic hospitals in most cases will disappear overnight, leaving patients with nowhere to complain.

Moreover, the threshold for cosmetic technology in China is now low, almost to the point where anyone can engage in cosmetic plastic surgery.

People are foolish, money is plentiful, come quickly.

This situation allowed Lin Jiaojiao to quickly accumulate initial capital, but she now faces fierce competition from countless newcomers, and the pressure is considerable.

After all, they are barefoot and can just walk away; such matters won't even be filed by the public security bureau, belonging to medical industry disputes.

But she can't do that; she has a family and a business—where could she run? So Lin Jiaojiao can only seek stability.

Weight loss is a very significant topic in the cosmetic industry.

Lin Jiaojiao views embolization of the gastric fundus and left gastric artery via interventional therapy as her future hope, and with Boss Zheng present, she has made preparations and is ready to invest heavily.

This investment is not just money; it also includes effort.

These past few days, Boss Zheng has been busy performing surgery for Swedish Professor Meharl, and Lin Jiaojiao couldn't disturb him. She has devoted all her energy to the community hospital, preparing to turn it into a high-end hospital like Peking Union International or Peking University International.

This is Boss Zheng's palace,

this is the best opportunity for her to cling to a powerful patron.

Lin Jiaojiao understands this, so she is very attentive.

Construction workers follow Lin Jiaojiao, constantly explaining the progress. She remains silent, merely observing, pondering whether Boss Zheng will be satisfied.

The phone rang; Lin Jiaojiao picked it up, glanced at it, and her finger hesitated slightly.

It was a call from a former manager at Yimei Beauty.

Lin Jiaojiao valued her greatly at the time because she was capable and willing to endure hardship. Later, when opening a branch in the capital, Lin Jiaojiao without hesitation promoted her to branch manager.

However, this girl's views differ from Lin Jiaojiao's; she is exceptionally bold and fearless, a trait of the ignorant.

After several arguments, the girl felt her wings had grown strong and decided to strike out on her own.

Lin Jiaojiao feels some lingering resentment about this.

However, the medical beauty industry has such a low barrier that it's shocking; no one cares whether the girl graduated from elementary school, they only look at exaggerated advertisements.

This is also one of the reasons Lin Jiaojiao strives to align with 912, leveraging her relationship with Director Kong to follow the proper path and grow big and strong.

Little brat, are you trying to provoke me? Lin Jiaojiao smiled and answered the call.

"Lin Sister!" a hurried voice came through the phone.

"Little Sun, what do you need from Sister?" Lin Jiaojiao detected the other's urgency and, instead, slowed her speech, speaking calmly.

Whether she borrowed a small loan or something else, it's none of my business; seeing her struggle satisfies me.

"Lin Sister, I performed liposuction yesterday, and now the patient is dying! Sister, I know you're a good person; she still has a breath left, and she's in my shop."

Lin Jiaojiao's face turned grim.

"I'm going to run, Sister." Xiao Sun said: "I know you have connections at 912; please show some kindness and save her life."

"On what basis?" Lin Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and said fiercely.

"Nothing." The other side laughed instead: "Sister, the ID I use for work is from my fellow villagers; I'm not even surnamed Sun. Anyway, I told you—I can hear the 120 ambulance, which belongs to 912. Whether to save her or not is up to you."

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This is outright thuggery! Lin Jiaojiao thought angrily.

"I'll disappear and then live in another city." Xiao Sun said lightly.

"Aren't you afraid the police will put out a warrant for you?"

"It's just a medical accident, not murder; why would they warrant me?" Xiao Sun said with a coy laugh: "Sister, you've always been threatening me, thinking I wouldn't notice."

Lin Jiaojiao remained silent.

The other end of the line also fell silent.

"Sister, you're right; they're lives, and I really can't do this." Xiao Sun finally said: "I have some spare cash; I can just find a place to open a small convenience store. Sister, I've told you about this—you decide."

MB! Lin Jiaojiao cursed under her breath.

"Sister, this person has no money; I estimate that if you don't help, she'll die." Xiao Sun said: "Please help me, I'm hanging up."

After saying that, the other end hung up cleanly and decisively.

Lin Jiaojiao didn't call back.

Because, given her understanding of Xiao Sun, she was sure the other side had already thrown away the SIM card. Phones get tossed into the trash, then fly away, starting a new life.

This is having one's lifeline pinched, Lin Jiaojiao sighed.

I come from a medical background, I act cautiously, I don't make the biggest fortune, but it's relatively stable. Back then I often told Xiao Sun things like "human life is paramount."

Although I'm no longer a nurse, the concept of saving lives and healing the wounded is deeply ingrained in my heart.

This damned situation is manipulating me.

But the liposuction surgery might kill someone… Lin Jiaojiao's thoughts raced back and forth; she waved her hand, telling others not to follow her, and walked out.

Standing outside, sunlight shone on her, and Lin Jiaojiao felt her heart turn to ice.

She slowly took out a pack of women's cigarettes from her bag, lit it, and inhaled deeply.

In April, the capital's sunshine was bright, but Lin Jiaojiao saw ghostly shadows looming.

Having smoked only half a cigarette, Lin Jiaojiao tossed it onto the renovation debris pile and picked up the phone.

"Director Kong."

"Jiaojiao, what's up?"

"Are you in the office? I have something I'd like to report to you."

Huh? What big trouble did you get into, how did you still drag this into a report?

It's a bit tricky, shall we talk when we meet?

Yeah, I'm in the office, come over.

After saying that, Lin JiaoJiao hung up the phone and hurried toward 912 Hospital.

The Community Hospital is very close to 912; if you drive, you'd still have to look for a parking spot. At this time, it's basically impossible to find one, so walking is faster.

Ten minutes later, Lin JiaoJiao appeared in the hallway of the Intervention Department.

As she passed the doctor's office, she glanced in and didn't see Zheng Lao Ban or Su Yun.

Arriving at the director's office, Lin JiaoJiao knocked and entered, reporting the matter to Director Kong as quickly as possible.

Director Kong fell into thought after listening.

This kind of thing belongs to the most troublesome type.

If not done well, even after saving the person one could still be bitten back. The matter needs to be done, yet there must be no hidden dangers; he felt torn.

Director, you see...

JiaoJiao, you still want to help, right?

Lin JiaoJiao had already figured it out, nodding.

Some things are fate, there's nothing to be done.

I'll ask Zheng Lao Ban to come discuss this." Director Kong said.

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Note: This is something that happened over ten years ago in a certain southern city, as I heard from a senior fellow disciple. Liposuction isn't particularly dangerous, and there are now updated technologies. Hmm, I'll explain it soon.