Volume One, Chapter 49: What She Wants Is Not Fortune-Telling
When the mother heard Qin Yu’s words, numbness gave way to resentment and anger on her face. “Isn’t it said that fate is the most impartial? Why do these trash doctors get to live long lives? My little girl was so good, so well-behaved—why did she have to die? I refuse to accept this!”
“Sister, maybe there’s some misunderstanding? Last year my eldest was in a car accident, and Doctor Zhao performed the surgery. I actually think he’s a pretty decent guy.”
“Is the person above a shill?”
“Not sure, but it feels that way.”
“I’m a nurse at Friendly International Hospital, and Doctor Zhao there is respected for his integrity. I can’t imagine him doing something like that.”
The woman let out a cold laugh, full of disdain and indifference. “I used to think so too…”
“Half a year ago, my daughter fell into a river and hit her head on a rock along the shore, causing intracranial bleeding—a matter of life and death. Because she was so young and her condition was critical, most doctors refused to attempt the surgery…”
“After much searching, we heard about Zhao Xiuming…”
“When I brought my daughter to Zhao Xiuming, I still remember the rush of emotion in my chest that day…”
“He said: ‘Although this surgery is difficult, since you’ve found me, how could I turn away a mother desperate to save her child?’”
The woman reached for two tissues, silently wiping her tears, just as her sobs were silent. “At that time, I truly thought he was the light in my life!”
“But things were not nearly as simple as I imagined…”
“We moved into the hospital, and Zhao Xiuming did take good care of us. But for three whole days, he showed no intention of operating on my daughter. The daily medical bills nearly burned through our savings. That evening, I finally learned from other patients in the ward that Zhao Xiuming is not as noble as people say!”
“To get the surgery, you must pay money!”
“I thought, as long as my daughter could survive, I’d spend any amount!”
Her voice broke, and she struggled to control her emotions before the camera, but her shoulders trembled despite herself.
Though her daughter had been gone for half a year, every night when she closed her eyes, she saw that innocent, radiant smile.
Her daughter was only three!
So little!
She never even had the chance to experience the beauty of this world before leaving…
The woman cried so hard that a deep furrow formed between her brows.
Qin Yu was startled; when the woman wore an indifferent expression, that furrow was absent.
“Money truly is a wonderful thing. The day after we handed over the money, my daughter was scheduled for surgery.”
“The operation was a success. In that moment, I truly regarded Zhao Xiuming as a god.”
“If the surgery succeeded, why did your daughter still die?”
“Stop crying, my makeup is running.”
“I never cry at romance dramas, but anything about family always gets my tears flowing.”
“On the second day after surgery, my daughter developed a systemic infection. On the third day, she died.”
The woman’s tears streamed like rain; tissues could no longer keep up, so she let them flow unabated.
“There are always risks in surgery. Even if the greatest doctor in history were alive, a successful operation doesn’t guarantee safety. Medical student passing by—don’t argue, if you do, you’re just being contrarian.”
“If the surgery couldn’t save her, what was the point? This mother just wanted to save her child!”
“Wait, isn’t everyone missing the point? Isn’t this a metaphysics livestream? How did it turn into a medical dispute? If this mother has any objections to her daughter’s death, she should go to the hospital or appeal in court.”
“If you don’t know how, I can help you file a lawsuit!”
“I’m willing, too!”
The woman shook her head and gave a bitter smile. “It’s useless.”
“Why?”
“The director at Friendly International Hospital is a relative of Zhao Xiuming. I’ve appealed many times, but all efforts vanish without a trace.”
“I can’t believe it—such blatant protectionism? I can’t hold back my keyboard anymore, watch me launch an online attack!”
“Count me in!”
“@Friendly International Hospital, come out and explain yourselves!”
“@Friendly International Hospital, I’ll never go to your hospital again. With ethics like this, you dream of becoming a national-level institution? Keep dreaming!”
“Is your daughter named Yang Chuyue? I’m Nurse Zhou, your bed nurse. Do you remember me, Yang’s mother?”
“Ever since my daughter died, you, her bed nurse, disappeared. Tell me honestly, did you know something inside, and that’s why the hospital gave you leave?”
A glimmer of hope lit the woman’s eyes, for half a year she had searched for evidence, but nothing direct or conclusive.
Nurse Zhou’s appearance was undoubtedly a spark of hope.
“Yang’s mother, you misunderstood Doctor Zhao. Things aren’t as you believe… Doctor Zhao is a good physician, and he never took a penny from any patient. Otherwise, why would your accusations of bribery always fail?”
“What’s going on? I’m confused—everyone has their own story, and they all sound legitimate.”
“Isn’t it obvious? The hospital is sending people to clear their reputation under public pressure. If you’d taken a bribe, would you admit it openly?”
“I can’t trust either side. I’ll keep listening.”
Qin Yu, who had remained silent, looked at the deep furrow between the woman’s brows, pressed her lips together, and said, “Mother Yang, you didn’t come to my livestream just for fortune-telling, did you?”
The woman, having seen Qin Yu expose Ru Jia before, was not surprised at being exposed herself.
She admitted candidly, “Yes!”
“??? Is it what I’m thinking?”
“What are you thinking?”
“To use the popularity of the livestream to ferment public opinion, guide the narrative, and rally netizens’ sense of justice against Zhao Xiuming.”
“Wow, is it really that clever? So if you can’t win legally, you try to overwhelm them with public opinion?”
“My god! I just shed so many tears, only to find out it was all for nothing! I want my tears back!”
Friendly International Hospital: “All medical staff at our institution are upright and have never engaged in any illegal or unethical activity! Please, netizens, discern carefully! Thank you for your support!”
“Whoa, did the official account just respond?”
Public opinion turned sharply, attacking the woman for exploiting her deceased daughter for attention and traffic; saying she was unfit to be a mother; some went further and said, with a mother like her, no wonder her daughter died…
The woman gazed at the barrage of insults, calm as if the target was someone else.
Her composure was chilling.
Qin Yu’s deer-like eyes narrowed, her sharp gaze cutting through to the keyboard warriors on her phone screen. “Have none of you learned, in my livestream, not to judge without knowing the whole story? Do you realize in just five minutes, how many sins of the tongue you've committed?”