Rachel had not expected Sheila to contact her again.
Sheila was not as emotional as she had been before. Perhaps, going through this difficult time had changed her.
"Dr. Rachel, I want to ask you about my sister one more time."
Leaning back on the car hood, Rachel closed her eyes, wondering why she was so determined.
"I already told you everything I know." Her throat was so dry that she could barely speak.
Sheila was prepared this time. But, she did not immediately respond. There was silence at the other end of the phone.
A car honked somewhere in the background for ten seconds before fading. "May I ask about my sister's prescription?" Sheila asked. "Did you know about Dr. Kevin prescribing the wrong medicine? You never even told me that! Why would you say you already told me everything?"
Rachel was taken aback. She did not know how Sheila had found out.
There were too many people in the hospital. Anyone could have told her.
Rachel answered very cautiously, "Kevin didn't prescribe the wrong medicine. We just had an argument over one of the medicines."
Rachel was not telling a lie nor covering up for Kevin.
Kevin had turned a deaf ear when she had asked him to use the imported medicine. But, it was the direct cause to the death of the patient.
The delay in taking action had eventually cost the patient her life.
It was simply a medical accident. The
xecutive's face. He had been unsuccessful in stopping the police from taking away Kevin. Had he interfered, he could have been charged with obstruction.
He turned around, his eyes landing on the woman who had caused trouble the other day.
The reality of the situation dawned on him. Biting his lip, he walked towards her. "Miss, what do you want?" he asked.
She smiled. "Justice!" she retorted coldly.
Without giving him a chance to respond, she turned around and walked out after the policemen.
The executive knew that this woman probably had a powerful background.
Otherwise, the policemen would not have arrested the doctor without evidence.
But, he had also not expected that she would go to such lengths.
Kevin was his nephew.
Seeing how things had gotten out of hand, the executive hurried back to his office. Picking up the phone, he dialed the number for the chairman residing abroad. As soon as the call connected, he anxiously greeted, "Hello, Mr. Zhou..."
The hospital buzzed with the event that had taken place that day. Kevin being taken away was a scandal. Patients, doctors, and nurses alike discussed the matter among themselves.
Of course the nurses could not tell the patients anything. They avoided telling them that Kevin had been taken away because a patient had died under his nose.
If such a thing was revealed, it could wreak havoc in the hospital.