Chapter 4

A post published by a hospital staff member went viral online.

The title read: Renowned Physician Mr. Johnson's Daughter's Life Hangs by a Thread, Maliciously Refused Treatment by Female Doctor—Chilling!

The post didn't mention first-come-first-served at all.

The lengthy text described how I turned a blind eye to a critically ill patient and insisted on refusing to perform surgery.

After learning the patient was renowned physician Mr. Johnson's daughter, I even angrily accused them of trying to use their status to cut in line.

The accompanying image was a high-definition photo.

In the frame, Johnson was bowing in pleading, tears at the corners of his eyes.

Meanwhile, I looked cold and mocking.

The trending topic instantly dominated the feeds, occupying the top of the charts within half an hour.

Countless netizens flooded the comments with wanton abuse, public opinion completely one-sided.

Some were heartbroken.

【Mr. Johnson practiced medicine for fifty years, saving countless mothers and infants, protecting countless families' happiness. Now his own daughter is in critical labor and life-or-death crisis, yet he's publicly humiliated by a doctor. How heartbreaking!】

Some made malicious speculations.

【Sally climbed to chief physician at such a young age—definitely through connections and sleeping her way up. This time she's kicked an iron plate!】

Even more people banded together, jointly calling for the hospital to severely punish me.

They would never allow someone with corrupt morals to taint the medical profession.

Gossip and slander filled the sky, instantly crushing my years of effort and honors to dust.

The hospital swiftly issued an official announcement.

【After investigation by the hospital, physician Sally lacks professional integrity and has deplorable medical ethics. She is hereby immediately dismissed and permanently barred from employment.】

As soon as the announcement went out, the entire internet cheered.

I stared at the faintly glowing phone screen where there was a text from an unknown source.

【Fight with me? You're not qualified.]

【From now on, I'll make you completely disappear from this industry.】

Grandma brought me a plate of pasta.

"Sally, eat something. You haven't eaten all day."

Her voice was hoarse, full of heartache.

"We can't fight them..."

"How about... we just let it go..."

I gripped Grandma's hand in return.

The rough calluses scraped my palm raw.

Those were her medals from raising me single-handedly.

"No."

I said.

"We'll win."

"Mom has been waiting for this day for 40 years."

The next day, the hospital arranged a media interview with Johnson's family on-site.

The location was the obstetrics ward.

Mr. Johnson's daughter, Mia, had awakened and lay weakly in bed.

Brown held the baby, standing at her side.

Laura and Johnson sat on the soft stools nearby.

Behind them hung several silk banners.

They read: Benevolent Heart Saving the World, Healing the Dying and Wounded.

The director personally attended, his tone sincere and solemn.

"Here, on behalf of the entire hospital, I formally apologize to Mr. Johnson and his family."

"Our hospital failed in due diligence and personnel vetting, disappointing Mr. Johnson's benevolent heart and betraying everyone's trust in our hospital."

"These banners represent the hospital's sentiments, symbolizing our respect for you and expressing the gratitude of countless patients you've saved from the brink of death."

These words fell, and the atmosphere grew more solemn.

Johnson slowly raised his hand, adopting the magnanimous posture of a senior.

His voice was gentle, carrying tolerance.

"I also climbed up from the bottom step by step. I deeply understand how difficult practicing medicine is. I've always been willing to be tolerant of younger generations, giving young people chances to correct mistakes and grow."

The audience was moved by his broad-mindedness.

But then Johnson's tone suddenly shifted, his eyes filled with deep disappointment and helplessness.

"But I'm truly heartbroken. The foundation of being a physician is maintaining kindness and upholding principles. Yet some young doctors today, once they achieve a little success, become arrogant and abandon the most fundamental medical ethics. It's truly disheartening."

The livestream chat instantly exploded.

【This is heartbreaking! Mr. Johnson spent his whole life saving people, and in the end he has to suffer this kind of grievance!】

【The older generation of physicians' character and professionalism—some people will never learn it in their lifetime!】

Next, the reporter asked about Mia's feelings.

Hearing this, she gently gripped the bedding.

Her voice was soft yet forceful, her gaze determined.

"Thank you, Director and everyone, for your understanding, but I cannot generously forgive this matter."

Her voice trembled slightly.

"This difficult labor was extremely high-risk. If an ordinary doctor had operated, I most likely wouldn't have survived. If my father, over seventy years old, hadn't personally operated on me, I wouldn't be alive today."

She turned toward the camera, eyes reddening.

"My father devoted his entire life to medical care with a clear conscience. Yet in his old age, he has to watch his daughter in danger and lower himself to beg others. I cannot swallow this grievance."

After a pause, her tone became firm and resolute.

"My father is magnanimous, but I cannot allow injustice to spread unchecked."

"I will formally submit materials and sue Sally! Make her pay the legal price she deserves!"

These words rang powerfully, instantly igniting the livestream.

【Worthy of being Mr. Johnson's daughter—such spirit!】

【Support defending rights! Sally must be severely punished!】

Seeing the timing was right, I pushed the door open directly.

I was the first to applaud.

"What a performance of impartiality and physician's benevolent heart!"

Everyone turned to look.

Seeing who it was, Mia frowned and demanded.

"Sally, you still have the nerve to show up!"

I laughed lightly, mockery flashing in my eyes as I looked straight at Johnson.

"Clear conscience?"

"Then do you remember the wife you abandoned to curry favor with the powerful—the one who died miserably on the operating table?"