832: Who said He was Poisoned with an Incurable Toxin? I could’ve Saved Him

Who said He was Poisoned with an Incurable Toxin? I could’ve Saved Him

"Also, the person inside is dead. Yet you are all thinking about proving yourselves right?! How do you live with yourselves?!"0

Mu Jinghang, "..."

Jun Yexuan and the others, "..."

Just then, the crying middle-aged woman dashed out and grabbed Xia Houshang's shirt. Like a madwoman, she screamed, "Give me back my son! Give me back my son!"

Xia Houshang's frown was so deep it could squish a fly, "Let me go!"

"Give me back my son! You're a scam! You said you could save my son so why is he dead?! Tell me! How come my son wasn't saved?!"

Xia Houshang tried to pull her hand away as she yelled back in annoyance, "When did I say I could save your son?! I simply agreed to try and help him. I never promised you that I could cure him. No doctor would make that promise. Your son was in critical condition and there was nothing I could've done!"

She was honestly very overwhelmed and didn't do much in the operating room.

By the time she drew the blood and sent it to the lab to see what the poison was for, he had already stopped breathing.

He didn't last five minutes. 

She stayed inside for so long because she tried to revive him. However, she failed. 

She also knew that if she came out with the man dead, she would be faced with much backlash. This was also why it took her so long to open the door.

She knew she'd lose face, but she never expected this woman to go this crazy. 

How unreasonable!

The woman wasn't listening as she continued to claw at Xia Houshang's shirt, "I don't care! You killed my son! You owe me my son! My son is dead so I don't want to live anymore! Let us all die together!"

Wang Xiali pushed the woman away, "Clear your head!"

She brushed her own hair away from her face and said to the woman, "Doctors are responsible for helping the wounded and the sick. But it's not the doctor's problem if the patient is far too sick!"

"Plus, if doctors must cure, then how come there are so many terminal illnesses and patient deaths?!"

"Your son was poisoned with an incurable toxin. How's that Ms. Xia's problem? If you continue to make a fuss, we will have to call security!"

Qiao Qing interrupted, "Who said he was poisoned with an incurable toxin? I could've saved him."

The middle-aged woman froze for a bit before she turned to look at Qiao Qing. 

Wang Lixia snickered, "Of course, you can say whatever you want now. The man's dead. You say you could've cured him but that can never be confirmed now! Ms. Xia is our best doctor here. How can you cure something she could not?! Aren't you afraid of hurting your tongue?!"

Xia Houshang also looked over to Qiao Qing with an unimpressed face, "Ms. Qiao, are you trying to make this situation messier?!"

"This aunty is already having bad thoughts yet you are making such a claim. You're trying to make this into a bigger deal than it is!"

"Just like Lixia had said, the man is dead. What's the use of this talk? How can you ever prove that you would have cured him?"

Just then, another wave of loud noise came from the end of the hall.

"Get out of the way! Get out! Doctor! Save my son!"

The collapsed woman on the ground watched as a group of paramedics carrying a man on a stretcher ran closer. The woman lifted herself off the ground and wiped her tears. 

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