Chapter 3052: 2850 Money Can Make the Mill Push the Ghost

Let's not go into details; things have come to this point, I advise Boss Zheng not to act on impulse. Doing good deeds with bad results, you know that's common." Ye Qingqiu said, "If you insist on stepping forward, you might even end up hated to the bone by the patient's family—what's the point?"

"Old Ye, dinner's ready." A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Just a moment, I'm handling something on my end." Ye Qingqiu said to his lover.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun remained silent; after Director Ye's analysis, things became as clear as an expert butcher dissecting an ox. Numerous details stood out vividly, and upon careful thought, a sense of gloom arose in their hearts.

According to Ye Qingqiu's analysis, it no longer involves any mere dispute; what lies hidden behind it is far more complicated than a simple disagreement.

"Boss Zheng, I remember this matter fell to little Su by lot; why did you also go along?" Ye Qingqiu's voice was flat and gentle; without the initial speculative remarks, anyone would think he was just an ordinary, affable middle-aged man.

"Director Ye, I heard there's a patient with gauze migration, so I came to have a look. I've never encountered such a case before; I'm just accumulating clinical experience." Zheng Ren said, trying to keep his tone flat.

"All right, Boss Zheng, since you called, I take it you've run into trouble and can understand it this way."

Zheng Ren didn't speak, just nodded.

Though hundreds of kilometers apart, Ye Qingqiu seemed to see Zheng Ren's gesture and continued, "Regarding this matter, I have a few approaches; I'll lay them out for your reference."

"Please go ahead." Zheng Ren said politely.

"I'm about to eat on my end, so let's not fuss—I'll speak off the cuff, you just listen." Ye Qingqiu's voice was very flat.

"The main problem with this matter is that it blocks people's source of wealth, like killing someone's parents."

"Does the truth matter? I estimate few people care about that. Most just follow the crowd, making a fuss; when the real issue arrives, the vast majority will choose to settle for money. Take drunk driving, for example: over the years I've seen only a handful of cases where the driver insisted on criminal punishment. One case involved a drunk driver who killed an eight-months-pregnant woman and her husband. The parents were unwilling to accept it, wanting neither money nor anything else—just to vent their anger."

"But such cases are rare, Boss Zheng, you'd better think it over."

"First option: you just drive back now. If you're feeling upset, we can grab a late-night snack together and chat. Go home, get a good night's sleep, and tomorrow the sun will rise as usual. This is what I consider the best solution, and also what most people would choose."

"Second option: you raise an objection, pointing out that the private hospital lacks the qualifications to perform this surgery and should be thoroughly investigated. However, I believe you already know what the final outcome will be."

Zheng Ren sighed and nodded.

Money can make the devil push the mill; indeed, money can make the mill push the ghost.

If external pressure is great enough, the ones sacrificed will certainly be the practitioner and the attending doctor. But they will receive a sum, a large sum of money, to take the blame. Turning the hospital's action into a personal act makes it impossible to intervene.

In that case, the patient's family would get none of the 1.2 million yuan compensation; instead, the ones at fault would walk away with the money.

Reality is just that absurd.

"Finally, if you're truly feeling upset, we can find a chance to deal with them. A gentleman's revenge may take ten years—it's never too late. There are many ways to handle things, but if pushed hard enough, you'll become an external force that speeds up the evolution of that still-small private hospital……"

"Hahaha." As he spoke, a hearty laugh came from Ye Qingqiu's end, "I've gone off track, I've gone off track. The matter is just as it is; I think, given your personality, … maybe let Director Lin go ask the patient's family for their opinion."

"After all, legally speaking, only the patient's family has the right to do something." Ye Qingqiu said, "You'd agree, right? When the road is uneven, others shovel; people just like potholes, and we shouldn't waste effort on that."

"Thank you, Director Ye." Zheng Ren said sincerely.

"Don't mention it; I'll hang up if there's nothing else—call me anytime if you want to meet for a late-night snack."

After hanging up, Zheng Ren let out a long sigh.

"Enough, what are you sighing about?" Su Yun said, "Things have always been like this; it's not like you haven't seen it before."

"I just always feel uneasy inside."

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he stared ahead, watching the multicolored neon lights of Jinhai Shi flicker, watching the distant sky turn crimson from light pollution, and Zheng Ren remained silent for a long time.

Everything Ye Qingqiu said was heartfelt truth—from his initial guess at the motive, to his later meticulous analysis, all the way to the several solutions he proposed for the matter.

He surely had more to say, but there was no need; this guy is truly a sharp cookie, impressively capable. Without even looking at the scene, just cooking at home, it's as if he'd seen it with his own eyes.

"Boss, what are you thinking about? Go home and look for Director Ye for a late-night snack." Su Yun couldn't stand the atmosphere and said.

"Nothing in particular." Zheng Ren was still pondering; Ye Qingqiu had figured himself out completely, and he really wasn't willing to just go back like that.

Lin Ge said softly, "Boss Zheng, shall I go ask?"

"How would you ask? Just go like that?" Su Yun's mood also looked bad, and he spoke directly.

"No way, there are many methods; I could find a lawyer friend and pose as a lawyer to give a legal opinion. At worst, I could also find Zhao Chengyin and resolve this from the hospital's perspective."

"These old slicksters, hiring a lawyer to learn the family's opinion under the guise of legal aid—this kind of tactic, straddling light and dark, is nothing out of the ordinary for Lin Ge."

Yet if you said he was wrong, you couldn't pinpoint exactly where.

Seeing Boss Zheng silent, Lin Ge chuckled, still having a youthful mindset. Especially since Boss Zheng is the type who achieved success young, always wanting to level an uneven road. To be like himself, suppressed by Director Ye for over ten, even dozens of years……

Thinking this, Lin Ge glanced at Su Yun out of the corner of his eye.

This person, suppressed for just a year, hasn't even shown how.

"Boss Zheng, I estimate that by now the matter is pretty much settled." Lin Ge laughed.

"Uh…… that fast? On the experts' side, it shouldn't be just Su Yun alone, should it?"

"From the hospital's point of view…… private hospitals work quickly, especially since he's already sunk a lot of money into this; he'll surely settle it with thunderous force."

"I reckon the other experts in the capital have already finished their appraisal; we drove ourselves here and lost a bit of time, so we're probably the last batch."

In Zheng Ren's feeling, the expert panel's opinion would likely come in a meeting format, everyone sitting together discussing the matter. Perhaps the capital's experts' schedules are hard to align, so who knows.

"I'll go ask and see the situation." Lin Ge laughed, "Boss Zheng, please wait a moment for me."

Zheng Ren nodded, "Thank you, Director Lin."