Chapter 217

Book:Trash Son Is the Supreme Doctor Published:2024-6-2

It was like peeling an onion. Brucille liked the feeling of being cocooned.
He liked to see those fake people acting like the Emperor’s new clothes, which were funny when they stripped their butts.
Donald, the bastard, did something behind the scenes. Monique was not the only one who attended the rescue that night. There were nurses who were witnesses that night as well.
At about 8 o’clock in the evening, Brucille called Jia Xue. Jia Xue was surprised to receive this call because Brucille was not at work recently and the time was not right now.
Jia Xue flirted with him in a small garden behind the inpatient department. She asked slightly teasingly, “Dr. Yip, aren’t you afraid of being misunderstood for dating me when you’re a married man?”
“If we’re going on a date as long as we sit on a bench, I have at least dozens of different girls since I graduated from school. I have something important to ask you.”
“What’s the matter?”
“Do you know that the victim died in a car accident a few days ago on the operating table?”
Jia Xue frowned instantly. She heard that the chief surgeon was Monique, so she guessed that Brucille must have had a story here.
“Tell me, what exactly do you want to know?”
Brucille said without hesitation, “I know that you have something going on with Donald, but I don’t intend to break the romance between you, but I will never let my woman suffer for no reason. Donald, this bastard, played tricks on me behind my back. Sooner or later, I will let him return everything to me.”
“That night, the man entered the hospital with the smell of alcohol. Why didn’t the death report from the hospital mention that he was drinking and driving? The signature was signed by the deputy director of the Emergency Department.”
Jia Xue, who was sitting in the pavilion, felt the hair all over her body stand up at this time. She could feel Brucille’s anger from his words. It seemed that he was going to take it seriously.
As for whether she was suspected of being drunk or not, she had no idea. “Whether you believe it or not, I don’t know what you want me to do and whether it’s possible for him to make me chase after the deputy director?”
“No, I need to take part in the information on all the nurses and assistants that night.”
“It’s impossible.”
Jia Xue refused Brucille without hesitation. If she said the consequences of this matter, the consequences would be very serious. “You have to consider my future. I can go separate ways with Donald, at least I am still a doctor, but if I offend someone, I am afraid I can only go home to farm.”
Brucille could understand that the woman in front of him didn’t want to be a victim of this matter. He patted his ass and stood up, then said in a cold voice, “I thought you were a woman with guts and courage. Now you are just a woman without soul. You are not worthy of respect.”
A soulless woman meant that she only had a body, which was a naked insult.
Jia Xue pushed Brucille away and ran away crying. Brucille sat on the stool and chatted with Monique for a while. Because she was a temporary worker at that time, she only knew the nurse of the Emergency Department.
Brucille, who was at his wits end, had no choice but to come to the emergency department to try his luck. Maybe nurse Ma was on the night shift tonight.
Fortunately, it was not nurse Ma’s night shift, but he found her phone number on the wall of the duty room.
So he returned to the small garden to wait for nurse Ma.
Miss Ma should be a fresh graduate with baby fat on her face, half a bag of potato chips in her hand. She asked, “Dr. Yip, I know you are Dr. Ching’s lover, but what do you want with me?”
“Thank you for coming out to see me. I have something very important to help you with. Do you still remember the patient you and Dr. Ching rescued that night? The one who died on the operating table.”
“Of course I know as a nurse in the emergency room. Dr. Ching has tried his best but the patient was too seriously injured. When he was sent to the hospital, his blood pressure was very low. Finally, after a few hours of rescue, he failed to get it back.”
Hearing these words, Brucille comforted her and asked, “It’s a long time. Can you remember whether that person drinks wine or not?”
Miss Ma stopped chewing potato chips, put her eyebrows together, recalled carefully and said, “Yes, I should have written the rescue record at that time. If you are unsure, I can help you check it out.”
Brucille really wanted to rush over and hug her, and then kiss her hard. She was definitely the most lovely person in the hospital. He resisted the impulse to go out of line and waited for good news.
Twenty minutes later, Miss Ma came to the appointed place again. She said sadly, “I’m sorry, Dr. Yip. I forgot that this person has passed away. The files should have been put in the archives, so I have no right to check.”
“Then as a doctor, can I withdraw the files of the archives?”
“No, you are not the family member of the party involved or the attending doctor. You have no right to transfer the files of the party involved. You are only allowed to enter the archives by the doctor. The rest depends on yourself…”
Miss Ma was so innocent, lively and lovely. She lit a light for Brucille.
Both Bao Zai and Flynt stayed up all night to investigate the identity of the man, and it was not difficult to find him according to the owner of the car.
What was complicated was that there were complicated relationships behind this person, and the paparazzi selected the people who were useful to Brucille from several sheets of paper.
In the early hours of the morning, the three sleeping men gathered again, but this time they were not in the teahouse but in the center of the Sang Gen.
Ah Fei came out of the pond in his big pants and said excitedly, “My dear brother, you finally won’t treat us to tea. You’d better take a bath and have a good time. I’ll go to do a big health care job.”
The paparazzo also looked at Brucille excitedly. “Big brother, I have investigated and found out that the identity of the man is the cousin of Donald’s wife’s younger sister. It is very likely that Donald got someone to do it. He is almighty in the hospital.”
This news could not dispel Brucille’s worries. Donald, the bastard, finally stepped on the mine. Not only did he fail to achieve the effect, but he actually dared to touch Taisui.
He wrapped himself in a big bath towel and went back to his room to rest. Then a fairy with long hair came in and asked, “Sir, do you want a massage?”
“No, please close the door from the outside. Thank you.”
The fairy with long hair looked at him with disdain. There were only a few men who were still so serious when they came to the center of the sauna.
The next morning, Brucille came to work in the hospital. He did not see patients, but put on a white coat and a chest badge to prove his identity.
As the deputy director of the Department of Chinese Medicine, he swaggered toward the archives.