Chapter 588
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A week later, Ling Yan recovered from her cold and fever. She contacted Watson and said that she could do a lie detector test.
After Watson mentioned the phone call, he quickly arranged for someone to bring them to the laboratory.
"Who will go first, Mrs. Ling or Miss Ling?"
"I will go first." Ji Fang put down her bag and volunteered.
The staff opened the door and asked her to sit down. Then they put on the equipment to monitor her body.
After everything was ready, the staff left.
An Asian psychologist started to ask the first question.
"Mrs. Ling, are you a doctor at St. Paul's Hospital?"
Ji Fang said, "Yes."
"Gu Weiwei was stabbed and you were her attending doctor?"
Ji Fang said, "Yes."
"Were you the one who diagnosed her brain death?"
Ji Fang said, "It was only a preliminary diagnosis. After a consultation with the director and another surgeon, it was confirmed that she was brain dead."
"Then … in the few months that you were her attending doctor, did her condition not improve?"
Ji Fang was silent for a moment. "No."
"Mrs. Ling, why did you hesitate for a few seconds?"
"After all, it has been a year. I am thinking about the situation." Ji Fang said calmly.
"From the medical records of the hospital, Gu Weiwei's condition improved a little, why did it worsen again?"
"This kind of situation happens to all patients. A short-term improvement does not mean that the whole body is getting better." Ji Fang said.
The psychologist stayed silent for a while and asked again.
"Then, have you tried your best to treat her in the past few months since you became her attending doctor?"
Ji Fang pursed her lips and stayed silent for a moment.
"What do you mean? Are you doubting my professionalism and that I did not try my best?"
The psychologist spread out his hands at Watson. He had nothing else to ask.
Watson continued the topic.
"You were Miss Weiwei's attending doctor, and then her heart was transplanted to your daughter. Shouldn't we be suspicious?"
Kaman had been brooding over this coincidence.
Although the organ donation letter was signed by Miss Weiwei herself.
But when she was hospitalized, she was brain dead for a few months and her heart was transplanted to the attending doctor's daughter.
What if, during the treatment process, she deliberately did not do her best for the sake of this heart?
Of course, there was no evidence yet, but it was a reasonable suspicion.
"Of course, you can doubt me." Ji Fang stopped arguing.
At a time like this, the more he tried to defend himself, the more he would expose himself.
"So, during this process, did you think that if she died, she would be able to provide your daughter with a heart transplant?" Watson asked.
"No, I'm a doctor. Please don't doubt my professionalism," Ji Fang replied.
Watson's expression was solemn, his attitude aggressive.
"But before you're a doctor, you're also a mother. Can you bear to see your daughter's life on the line and let go of this chance to save her life?"
"As a mother, of course I want my daughter to have a transplanted heart." Ji Fang sighed deeply and said solemnly, "But Weiwei has already saved Yanyan several times. We can't do anything to harm her."
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