The Murderous Diary of a Female Doctor-Chapter 12: It’s Hard to Give Up

Bo Rongqi's disappearance plan had already taken shape, what I lacked was a perfect escape plan.

But now there are loopholes in the disappearance plan.

My plan was to let Bo Rongqi evaporate from the bar “Ben Se”. Afterwards, he would become a missing person, unsearchable.

4 years later, his wife could apply for his death certificate and inherit his estate to raise his children.

I just need to kill one person and try to minimize the harm to others.

The plan went hand in hand. If I need to change this link, the next link also needs to be changed accordingly.

Giving up is so hard. I need to think again!

Ms. Lin's tumor marker test and Doppler results were out. There was no reprieve. The one in a hundred thousand chance hit her.

Chief Physician Liu was very sad. As an obstetrician who had seen the evil side of human nature, she was very worried about Ms. Lin's family.

But we are only doctors who can only cure diseases and cannot determine fate. Uterine leiomyoma and uterine fibroids only differ by one word, but mean the difference between life and death.

At eight o'clock rounds, Ms. Lin was accompanied by her daughter, a teenage girl, snuggling intimately on her mother's sickbed.

When Chief Physician Liu was examining, I took the girl to the office and notified her family.

For malignant tumor patients, we usually notify the family first before informing the patient about the test reports.

The girl was unaware of the sorrow. She happily played games, occasionally making crisp and pleasant sounds, with the coquettishness unique to a young girl.

But how much longer could she maintain such happiness?

Which is more painful, losing one's mother as a teenager or losing one's mother in childhood?

It is said that because God could not be omnipresent, he created mothers. A mother is heaven to every child.

Surgery was imperative. Uterine leiomyomas have unclear boundaries and are difficult to completely remove. If the removal is not thorough, it may stimulate cancer cells and cause the condition to deteriorate rapidly. Currently, the best solution is to remove the entire uterus.

If the cancer cells have not spread, then there will be three to five years of observation time after recovery.

If there is metastasis, three to five months may be too much to ask for.

When Chief Physician Liu returned to the office, her eyes were also red. People with too much empathy are like this, with shallow eye sockets that easily tear up when others cry.

I had just finished writing the medical record when I heard a commotion outside.

"What are you doing? What are you doing in our hospital?" Ah Juan's voice was urgent.

It was the Rolex man. The crying girl had obvious finger marks on her face. Ms. Lin leaned numbly against the bed holding her daughter by the waist.

"Get your doctor out here. My wife came here to protect the fetus. My good son, who I had difficulty conceiving, you want to abort for danger. Do you still consider yourself human? Where is your medical ethics? Be careful or I will report you!"

The Rolex slapped loudly. "We are leaving the hospital now, discharging now. We are going to Peking Union Medical College Hospital. What a lousy hospital."

Me: "Discharging is allowed, come to the office with me to process the discharge."

I signaled Ah Juan not to panic and asked her to check the girl's face first. It is futile to try to instill your ideas when family members are emotionally agitated. It is better to go along with them first.

The Rolex followed me into the office and sat across from me.

"In fact, transferring hospitals won't help you much." I said.

His anger seemed to deflate like a popped balloon, and the heightened rage flew away in an instant: "Little doctor, are you too young and have misjudged? Should we re-examine?"

I asked, "You plan to go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital, which is also fine."

The Rolex didn't speak, took out a cigarette from his pocket, his hands trembling a little, and his throat seemed a little choked up. Perhaps the rage was because he couldn't accept the bad news he had just heard.

I went on, "If you go, don't take a plane, take a high-speed rail, it's easier for your wife's body to handle..."

"I've really suffered a lot. Just when life was getting better and I was able to conceive a son, how could this happen? Did you get it wrong?"

I slid the tissue box over, pretending not to notice his crushed cigarette dampened by tears in his hand.

His reaction was beyond my expectation.

"Making a trip to a higher-level hospital, as a doctor, I support you. The higher-level hospitals are superior to us local hospitals in all aspects. However, it would take a toll on your wife's health. But it's doable as long as she doesn't overexert herself."

"I don't want to give up. I want my wife and I want my son too. Is there really no way?"

No, there really is no way.

Yes, giving up is so hard.