"Weiwei..."
Gu Yibo's lips trembled.
Memories of getting to know and falling in love with Fang Lingwei flooded his mind.
The thought of her having been in a coma for so many years,
the thought that she had actually never left this world,
filled Gu Yibo's heart with such pain and regret, it almost drowned him!
His hands forcefully pressed down on the table, as if marshaling all his strength to stand up.
Once he was steady on his feet, he clenched his fists.
A resolute light surged in his eyes, "Let's go find Weiwei!"
Twenty minutes later.
Everyone sat in Song Zhen's RV, rushing to the nursing home.
Song Zhen's phone suddenly rang.
He answered, asking, "What's the matter?"
Subordinate: "Boss, the hospital refuses to disclose Ms. Fang's information."
Song Zhen: "Offer them more money."
Subordinate: "It's not about the money."
Song Zhen slightly furrowed his brows, his gaze falling on Lan Baozhen's face.
Thinking that Lan Baozhen was a family member of the patient and that they would soon arrive at the nursing home, he figured it would be better to let Lan Baozhen directly ask the doctor for the information.
Song Zhen: "Then never mind, you don't have to worry about this issue."
Subordinate: "Understood."
The nursing home——
Fang Lingwei's attending physician adamantly refused the bribe from Song Zhen's subordinate.
He even solemnly kicked them out of his office.
After contacting Song Zhen, the subordinate gave up on the task, preparing to withdraw.
And just a few minutes after he left, another man entered the doctor's office.
The man wore a patient's gown, one of the nursing home's patients, named Li Weiming.
Moreover, he was suffering from terminal stomach cancer.
He was someone racing against death every second.
Li Weiming was in his ward that morning when suddenly a richly-dressed woman barged into his room.
The woman even gave him a check for 200,000.
She said that all he had to do was to disconnect the oxygen of a patient in a room on the first floor of the high-care department. Once the task was completed, she would give him an additional reward of one million.
Although Li Weiming was tempted, his conscience felt uneasy.
He asked the woman, "Who is the patient?"
The woman said, "A vegetative patient who has been lying there for over twenty years and is already brain dead. There's no chance she will wake up, so you're not killing anyone. You're helping her to be freed, and you're helping her family to be freed too."
Li Weiming had been honest all his life.
He had never done anything like this before.
After thinking it over, he decided to take that 200,000 and bribe Fang Lingwei's attending physician.
Because if the doctor did it, there would surely be medical methods to ensure it wouldn't be discovered.
He would give all 200,000 to the doctor.
After the deed was done, he would keep the one million offered by the woman for his family.
Li Weiming entered the office.
The doctor's name was Xun Yanyi, a 25-year-old young man.
Fang Lingwei had been hospitalized for too long.
Before Xun Yanyi, she had five other attending physicians.
In fact, every doctor who took over her case had studied her condition.
But with her not waking up and no improvement in her brainwaves, everyone was at a loss.
Xun Yanyi looked at Li Weiming, confusion apparent in his eyes: "Can I help you? You don't seem to be a patient from our section, do you?"
Li Weiming gave an awkward smile.
He took the 200,000 check out of his pocket.
Then he handed it to Xun Yanyi.
Xun Yanyi's eyebrows drew together as he looked at it.
What's going on today?
Just now, someone came in offering 400,000 to buy all the information on his patient, and he kicked them out straight away.
And now, within minutes, another person comes with a check?
"Looking to buy drugs?" Xun Yanyi shook his head: "Sorry, I don't take kickbacks, nor do I help people deal drugs."