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Chapter 737: Overlord Clause

An hour later, the relevant leaders of the hospital and the family members of the deceased sat back in the conference room. The family members of the deceased felt strange that the hospital informed them so quickly. They all wondered if the hospital had already obtained the results.

People cannot be resurrected after death, and these people only want to get some money from the hospital, more than anything else. Besides, their father already has liver cancer, and death is only a matter of time.

Ye Wutian was the last one to walk into the conference room. When he came in, he glanced at the family members of the deceased. He could see the tension on their faces. In response, Ye Wutian couldn't help but secretly sigh. These people are so

I'm nervous. I guess it's because of money, right?

Family? Friendship? Love? How much can stand the test in the face of money?

"Everyone, we have called you here so quickly because our hospital has found key evidence, so we have invited you here." Dean Li Chunwan looked relaxed. In just a few hours, people outside

The media already knows that even now, there are many reporters gathered outside the hospital.

With Consultant Ye, the hospital can easily shirk all responsibilities. This is what Li Chunwan wants to see.

"Is there any result?" asked the deceased's son.

Li Chunwan did not answer the other party immediately, but just said, "Consultant Ye will answer the specific matters."

Ye Wutian did not speak immediately, but looked straight at the other person without saying a word.

The other party couldn't stand Ye Wutian's eyes. He always felt that Ye Wutian's eyes were very malicious and seemed to be contemptuous.

"You...why are you looking at me? Let me ask you, what is the reason for my father's death?" The other party fidgeted and twisted his body and asked Ye Wutian, but his eyes still did not dare to look at Ye Wutian.

.

Ye Wutian still didn't speak, and this guy looked at each other one by one.

Everyone was confused by Ye Wutian's behavior and didn't understand Ye Wutian's intentions. What on earth was he looking at?

"Are you all relatives of the deceased?" After a long time, Ye Wutian finally spoke, but his first words made the other party go crazy.

"What on earth do you want to ask? We didn't come here to listen to your dumbfounding."

The corners of Ye Wutian's mouth raised slightly, but he remained calm and calm: "Do you think you are filial to the elderly?"

"That's enough. I know you. Your surname is Ye. I don't need you to make irresponsible remarks about whether we are filial or not." The son of the deceased slammed the table, extremely dissatisfied with Ye Wutian's attitude. It's been a long time and he's still there.

Being a dumb fan is really irritating.

Ye Wutian clapped his hands, "Well said. Logically speaking, this is indeed your private matter. I have no right to interfere. However, this matter is related to me, so I just asked casually. It doesn't matter whether you answer or not.

, I don’t care about this, I don’t care whether you answer or not.”

The other party was about to be driven crazy by Ye Wutian. If the timing hadn't been right, they would have considered rushing over to deal with Ye Wutian severely.

"Everyone, please take a look at this. I think you will be interested." Ye Wutian took out a piece of paper and handed it over, but it was not the original, just a copy.

Not long after the other party took the paper, his expression changed drastically. At this moment, they all knew why the relevant leaders of the hospital were so calm and why Ye Wutian asked so many questions. It turned out to be like this.

The thing in their hands turned out to be a suicide note written by their father. They were very clear about the handwriting on it, it was definitely their father's handwriting.

It's okay to write a suicide note, but why should I criticize my children in it? I wrote in it that because of the abandonment and insults of my children, the deceased had the idea of ​​​​committing suicide. It would be better to live than to die. It's over once and for all.

There was a sense of sadness and helplessness in the words in the suicide note. The deceased thought that by raising his children, he would be able to enjoy peace and happiness, but the result was unexpected. Instead of enjoying the peace and happiness, he was blamed by his children.

He brings a burden to the family.

"How do we know whether you fabricated this thing yourself?" After reading the suicide note, the deceased's son put it down and said through gritted teeth.

These words immediately made the people at the hospital very angry. Giving birth to such a son was not worth it to the deceased.

"Do you know what I'm thinking about now?" Ye Wutian was as cold as ice.

"How do I know what you are thinking?" The other party may not dare to look at Ye Wutian because of a guilty conscience.

"Unrepentant." Ye Wutian felt unworthy for the deceased: "If your father was still alive, I would definitely suggest him to find a way to travel back to the year you were born, and shoot you all against the wall.

superior."

Ye Wutian's words made Li Chunwan and the others sweat. These words were not ordinary.

"Is it easy for the old man to raise you up? But what about you? How do you repay him? Children like you might as well shoot yourself against the wall. At least you can save some money for your retirement."

The other party was scolded by Ye Wutian and blushed for a while, "Why are you talking about us? What qualifications do you have to talk about us?"

"Okay, don't do this to me. Stop talking nonsense. I feel insulted by talking too much to people like you. Now I just want to know, do you want to continue? Do you want to file a claim with the hospital?" Ye

Wutian interrupted the other party impatiently.

"If you insist on continuing and do it for money without fear of embarrassment, it doesn't matter. There are many reporters outside the hospital. I think they will be very willing to interview you. As for the handwriting matter, it is also easy to handle. Just ask a handwriting expert to take a look.

, but I advise you not to do that, it will only make you more embarrassed."

Dean Li and other relevant leaders of the hospital sat there and secretly laughed. This was so damn good. Ye Wutian's words made him feel proud. There had never been any doctor-patient relationship that was so one-sided.

Not to mention, these hospital leaders discovered that Consultant Ye's arrogance was not without merit. At least now they were able to question him and make the other party stunned, completely defeated.

The other parties looked at each other, and then the son of the deceased, as a representative, said, "Even if this is the case, even if what you say is true, your hospital cannot escape the relationship. No matter what, the person died in your hospital. This

Point, you can’t deny it.”

"Listen to what you mean. After all, you still want compensation, right?" How could Ye Wutian not hear what the other party meant? It's just for money.

At this moment, Ye Wutian had the urge to beat someone up.

Ye Wutian was too lazy to talk nonsense and faced Li Chunwan: "Dean, I think it's better to hold a press conference."

Li Chunwan nodded, indicating that he agreed with Ye Wutian's proposal. There must be an explanation for this matter.

With Li Chunwan's support, Ye Wutian immediately asked Wei Junzhi to handle it. There were a large number of reporters outside the hospital, which saved trouble.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean by your hospital? Is this what you do? Is this how you do things?" Seeing that the hospital was about to hold a press conference, the other party became anxious, "You said that if there is any matter, we can sit together and solve it, but

I don’t see any intention on your part to resolve it.”

Ye Wutian didn't even bother to say anything and just left the table. He was really afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would really hit someone.

Fifteen minutes later, more than a dozen reporters gathered at the entrance of the hospital. When Ye Wutian and others appeared, the reporters clicked the shutter of their cameras frantically.

As the director of the hospital, Li Chunwan told what happened in detail and answered several questions from reporters, while Ye Wutian stood beside him.

Ten minutes later, Li Chunwan raised his hand and said, "Dear reporter friends, this reporter is here today and has pretty much what he needs to say. Our hospital also deeply apologizes for the death of the deceased. In addition, out of humanity

In the spirit of communism, our hospital will provide a certain amount of spiritual compensation to the family members of the deceased."

The reporters still wanted to ask questions, but Li Chunwan didn't give them a chance at all. No one expected that things would take such a dramatic turn. After a long time of fuss, it turned out that the deceased did not die because of the hospital's mistake, but that he committed suicide on his own.

"Dear reporter friends, next our Consultant Ye from Dongcheng People's Hospital has something to say, so I will let him say a few words for everyone." After speaking, Li Chunwan stepped aside and gave up his position to Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian took two steps forward and said: "I believe everyone didn't want something like this to happen today, and I didn't want it to happen, but it happened anyway. Today's incident also made me clearly aware that as a doctor, there is a lot of pressure.

, what happened today almost turned into an unjust case,

Fortunately among the misfortunes, the case has turned around. I believe everyone knows that the patients I have now are all severe patients and their lives are in danger at any time. Therefore, today, please use the pen in your hand to say one thing to the definition:

All seriously ill patients who need my treatment must sign a voluntary form, and I will not be held responsible if anything happens to the patient."

Ye Wutian's words immediately caused a stir, and reporters were talking about it.

"Perhaps everyone will think that my approach is too domineering and impersonal. What I want to say is that this is work." Ye Wutian didn't care what the reporters would think.

"Mr. Ye, is this an overbearing clause? Also, if the patient signs this agreement with you, does it mean that you have control over the patient's life and death rights at any time?"

"You can think so." Ye Wutian did not deny it: "I just wanted to protect myself and agreed to come to the hospital to help. It was purely because I saw the patients were pitiful and wanted to do my little bit to help them, but this

It doesn't mean that I won't protect myself. People are selfish, and I am the same. No matter what happens, I will think of myself first. Like what happened today, I really don't want to see it again, let alone happen to me."

"Do you think anyone will sign an agreement with you?" a reporter asked.

"I don't force this. It's completely voluntary and the patients are willing to sign, and then I will help them treat them. Of course, there are many doctors with superb medical skills in the world, and patients actually have many choices. This is their right."

Ye Wutian came up with this trick, but there was absolutely no way around it. Today's events made him realize that he needed to protect himself, otherwise the enemy behind the scenes would do it again the first time, and Ye Wutian didn't dare to be careless.

(To be continued)


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