A week later, Lingyan had a good cold and fever. She took the initiative to contact Watson and said that she could do lie detection.
After Watson mentioned the phone call, he quickly arranged for someone to connect them to the temporarily arranged laboratory.
"Who is the first one, Mrs. Ling and Miss Ling?"
"I'll go first." Ji Fang put down her bag and offered.
The staff opened the door, let her in and sat down, and put on the instruments for monitoring various body data.
Everything's ready. Staff back off.
At Watson's beckon, an Asian psychologist began to ask the first question.
"Mrs. Ling is a doctor in St. Paul's hospital?"
Ji Fang: "yes."
"Gu Weiwei was stabbed and admitted to the hospital. Are you her attending doctor?"
Ji Fang: "yes."
"You confirmed her brain death?"
Ji Fang: "I only preliminarily concluded that the brain death was confirmed after the consultation of the president and another surgeon."
"Then In the months you were in charge of her, her condition Is it not getting better? "
Ji Fang was silent for a moment. "No."
"Mrs. Ling, you have been hesitating for a few seconds. What are you hesitating about?"
"After all, it's been a year, and I'm looking back." Ji Fang said quietly.
"According to the medical records of the hospital, Gu Weiwei's physical condition is getting better. Why is it getting worse?"
"Such a situation will be encountered in patients. A short-term improvement does not mean an overall improvement." Ji Fang said.
Asked the psychologist after a pause.
"So, during the months when you became her attending doctor, did you do your best to treat her?"
Ji Fang pursed her lips and asked in silence for a moment.
"What do you mean? I doubt my professionalism and I didn't try my best to cure it."
The psychologist shows his hands to Watson's stall. He has nothing to ask.
Watson went on and said.
"You're Miss Vivian's attending doctor, and then her heart was transplanted to your daughter. We have doubts, shouldn't we?"
The coincidence haunted Kaman.
Although the letter of intent for organ donation was signed by Miss Wei herself.
However, she was injured and hospitalized. After several months of brain death in the hospital, the heart was transplanted to the doctor's biological daughter.
What if, in the process of treatment, she didn't try her best to treat the heart on purpose?
Of course, there is no evidence of all this, but it is also a reasonable doubt.
"Of course, you can doubt it." Ji Fang no longer defends.
At this time, the more defensible it is, the more there is no silver here.
"So in the process, you thought that if she died, you could provide your daughter with a heart transplant, right?" Asked Watson.
"No, I'm a doctor. Please don't doubt my professionalism." Ji Fang answers.
Watson was dignified and aggressive.
"But before a doctor, you are also a mother. You will have the heart to see your daughter dying, and let go of the chance to let her live?"
"As a mother, of course, I want my daughter to have a heart transplant." Ji Fang sighed deeply and said firmly, "but Wei Wei has saved Yan Yan several times. We can't do anything harmful to her."
What did Watson find out, or did he deliberately try to ask such a question.