Doctor Lin stood by, his face etched with annoyance.
He wondered whether he should get involved with this patient. The family had asked him not to, to stop treatment. Arguing with them would be sticking his nose where it didn't belong and would only invite trouble.
But if he didn't interfere, this patient, so young and possibly still savable, would certainly die if left untreated.
A human life lay in the balance before the doctor; to save or not to save?
Moreover, that bastard of a family member, bringing in the patient and then secretly leaving her here, was almost certainly trying to pin the blame for the patient's death on the hospital.
"Teacher Lin," Xie Wanying called out for the second time.
Lin Chenrong came to his senses and walked back to her side, asking, "What's wrong?"
Xie Wanying quietly revealed the girl's bruises to the teacher.
Doctor Lin's complexion turned pale, thinking: Things are getting more serious!
