Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 115: Can’t Get Out Anymore

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Can’t Get Out Anymore

Ye Yan placed Fu Wei Jun’s medical record in front of Bai Chutong, "Doctor Bai, you were in charge of this case initially, weren’t you?"

Bai Chutong glanced at it, "How come Doctor Ye now has the authority to freely access patient records?"

Other people were in the office as well and upon hearing this, everyone hastily buried their heads in their work, pretending to be non-existent.

Everyone knew that there was some friction between Doctor Ye and Doctor Bai due to an issue with an outstanding employee award, and now, as soon as they started talking, the tension was palpable.

"The records were retrieved by the director." Ye Yan said, "There seems to be a problem now, could you please check if there is any mistake in this record?"

"Is this the director’s directive?"

"Yes."

Ye Yan brought up Director Bi, leaving Bai Chutong no choice but to seriously review the record.

However, after looking it over repeatedly, she found no problems.

"Doctor Ye, are you questioning my professional skills?" Bai Chutong set down the record heavily, irritated, "There’s nothing wrong with the record, and you should not be questioning others arbitrarily."

As soon as Bai Chutong spoke, she hurled a huge accusation at her, leaving Ye Yan somewhat speechless: "I’m not questioning you, I’m just asking for your cooperation. Given that this concerns a patient’s health situation, we have the responsibility to see it through."

"Doctor Ye, what do you really care about? Is it the patient, or is it because this patient is Mr. Fu’s father?" Bai Chutong thought of the glaring Louis XIV, "Was the person who sent flowers today Mr. Fu? You’re doing this to curry favor with Mr. Fu, trying to leave a good and responsible impression on him."

Bai Chutong spoke loudly, fearing her voice would not carry, "If you want to please Mr. Fu, don’t drag me into it. The records I write have no issues, and I am responsible for my words, actions, and patients."

Ye Yan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger within her.

It was supposed to be a simple discussion about the medical record, but now she brought it to the level of flattering men.

Unable to reach an agreement, Ye Yan grabbed the medical record and left.

"Who does she think she is?" Bai Chutong didn’t care if Ye Yan heard or not, "It’s her father who is ill, she’s more anxious than his own daughters, if that’s not trying to curry favor, then what is?"

People in the office dared not speak.

They didn’t want to get caught in the crossfire of a battle between deities.

Ye Yan left the office and went straight to the surveillance room.

Because of Director Bi’s influence, the surveillance team was very accommodating to Ye Yan, promptly helping her locate the footage.

There is a rule in the VIP ward that the doctor in charge of each room must personally handle the sampling of all specimens from the patients.

After the doctors finished sampling, they’d deliver it to the analysis window, then affix a label, and the designated personnel would analyze it and produce the results.

The last sample that Fu Wei Jun had, Bai Chutong had taken.

In the surveillance footage, she was seen arriving at the analysis window with blood and urine samples. Perhaps because the person inside was busy, she left the samples on an external container.

Just as she was about to label them, she saw someone and immediately put the samples back and left the surveillance area.

Three minutes later, Bai Chutong returned to the spot, casually picked up the samples on the container, and attached the printed labels.

Then the analysis personnel returned and she handed over the samples.

After Bai Chutong left, another doctor hurried in and took several samples from the container.

Ye Yan carefully reviewed the footage several times and finally confirmed that Bai Chutong had mixed up the samples.

The hospital had a strict rule stating that ward doctors must personally take the samples, affix the labels, and hand them directly to the testing personnel; each step had to be carefully and strictly performed.

Because Bai Chutong left without labeling the samples for three minutes, she mixed them up.

That meant the samples she submitted were not actually Fu Wei Jun’s.

Ye Yan verified with another doctor’s room who was responsible at the time—the patient had a lower leg fracture and did not have any renal issues.

Realizing the seriousness of the issue, Ye Yan rushed to Director Bi’s office.

After repeatedly confirming the surveillance footage, Director Bi made a call to summon the hospital president, and Bai Chutong also arrived.

"Doctor Ye, isn’t this a bit much for such a small matter?" Bai Chutong couldn’t contain her anger as soon as she entered, "Mr. Fu is my patient, I am responsible for my patients and my professional ethics. Doctor Ye, for your own selfish desires, is it right to trouble your colleague like this?"

After Bai Chutong’s outburst, the office turned exceptionally quiet.

Both the president and Director Bi looked at her with a strange expression.

"Am I wrong? Doctor Ye, she originally..."

Bai Chutong was still trying to argue, but the president interrupted her, "Doctor Bai, please closely observe this surveillance video."

A tablet was placed in front of Bai Chutong.

Bai Chutong looked towards Ye Yan, who maintained a serious expression, seemingly unaffected by her accusations.

Under the joint scrutiny of the president and Director Bi, Bai Chutong watched the video, and after finishing, she broke out in cold sweat.

As if in disbelief, she reviewed the segment several times.

"How is this possible? This can’t be." Bai Chutong pointed at Ye Yan, "Ye Yan is framing me."

Director Bi was speechless.

Bai Chutong was also his student, but she lacked integrity—most of her energy wasn’t invested in medical research, and that’s why he didn’t like her or wish to cultivate her further.

Unexpectedly, she even abandoned the most basic professional ethics.

No such elementary errors had ever occurred in the hospital since its establishment, especially not in the VIP ward.

One must realize each patient here was someone they couldn’t afford to offend.

"Enough." Director Bi said sternly, "You committed the error, it’s clear on the surveillance, and at this point, you still try to frame someone else, Bai Chutong, I’m really disappointed in you. What about the oath you took when you joined? Did you feed it to the dogs?"

The president’s expression was grave, "Because of this mistake, our hospital could suffer irreparable damage. The patient was misdiagnosed and didn’t receive follow-up treatment and has now developed into advanced uraemia. Can you bear this responsibility?"

Bai Chutong’s legs gave way and she collapsed to the floor, shaking uncontrollably.

Back when she had taken over Mr. Fu’s ward from Ye Yan, she was secretly delighted, thinking it was a great opportunity to connect with the Fu family.

But she didn’t realize that it wasn’t an opportunity, but a ticking time bomb.

"President, I’m wrong, I realize my mistake, teacher, please help me," Bai Chutong had lost her previous arrogance, overcome by surprise and fear, utterly disheveled.

The president shook his head, "No one can help you with this."

If the Fu family pursued this matter to the fullest, Bai Chutong could potentially face prison time, and with the Fu family’s influence, once she was in, she might never get out again.