The next day, the internet was flooded with reports about a doctor’s surgical error that led to a patient’s brain death. The entrance to the hospital was blockaded, with not only the protesting family of the patient but also media from all over the country who had come to report on the event, queuing up at the hospital doors. Under the circumstances, this was no longer a situation that could be settled with just a sum of money. As the situation escalated, it seemed impossible to put the brakes on it. At this point, the hospital’s management called for a negotiation meeting with the patient’s family, who were granted permission, and a reporter from a certain Capital City newspaper accompanied the family to the meeting. The patient’s family consisted of the patient’s father and stepmother, both in their thirties and with a rural appearance. The man looked honest and well-meaning, while the woman exuded a fierce energy. The reporter was a man in his forties, wearing a pair of glasses for nearsightedness, appearing both serious and astute. Not caring who she was addressing, the stepmother Wu Cuiping burst out upon entering, "Our perfectly healthy child was sent to your hospital, and after spending a substantial amount of money, to think that your incompetent doctors turned her into a vegetative state! You heartless killers! It’s like making us parents with white hair bury our children with black hair. I’m telling you, if you don’t give us a satisfactory answer, I... I absolutely won’t let this rest." Her shrill voice was enough to make one’s ears numb. Su Zhiyuan frowned and said amicably, "I called you here today exactly to discuss this matter." "Discuss what? What’s there to discuss? The child is already in a vegetative state. Pay up! You definitely have to pay compensation," the woman demanded loudly, sensing that the hospital would be forced to pay a hefty sum given the escalated situation. She was fortunate she had been cautious from the start, otherwise how could such a good opportunity fall into their laps? "Madam, there’s still hope for the patient," interjected Pei Jinghong, who was standing nearby. Upon hearing this, Wu Cuiping laughed, "Are you still trying to deceive me at this point? Taking advantage of my ignorance, huh? What hope is there for someone in a vegetative state?" Pei Jinghong presented a CT scan, "Firstly, we admit it was an error on the part of our hospital’s doctors that led to the patient’s current condition. We deeply regret this and will not shirk from the compensation we owe. However, at the same time, we can’t give up on rescuing the patient. She has not reached a point of no return. There is still hope for her." "This is the CT scan of the patient’s brain. Her condition is not too severe. If we perform surgery now to remove the tumor before it has spread too widely, there is still a glimmer of hope. For this reason, our hospital has invited the internationally renowned Dr. Nyx to perform the surgery. Dr. Nyx has the most advanced techniques and ample experience. While we can’t guarantee a 100% success rate, we have to try as long as even the slightest hope remains. Isn’t that right?" Wu Cuiping didn’t know who this doctor was, but he sounded quite impressive, "All our money has been taken by your hospital, where would we get the funds for another surgery?" Pei Jinghong smiled, "This time, the hospital will cover all the costs of the surgery. You just need to sign the surgical risk consent form." There it was again—another consent form. Wu Cuiping was the first to oppose it. Meanwhile, the curious reporter asked, "Dr. Nyx? Is that the same Dr. Nyx from St. Mary Hospital in the United States?" Pei Jinghong replied with a faint smile, "That’s correct." The reporter’s eyes widened in shock, "Really, Dr. Nyx? With him conducting the surgery, there is a great chance for success." While Wu Cuiping was unclear about the reputation of the doctor, she gathered from the reporter that he seemed impressive. If he could actually cure the girl, wouldn’t she end up without a penny? "No, I do not agree, I absolutely do not agree! Don’t think your hospital can deceive me again. The last time it ended with my child in a vegetative state, are you planning to just kill her off this time?" Pei Jinghong saw right through this woman’s intentions; she was obviously trying to extort more money from the hospital, which was a common encounter, though this situation was particularly thorny since the hospital was fully at fault. "Madam, please don’t reject the proposal outright. You may go home and think it over. However, the longer we wait, the worse the patient’s condition will become." When they exited the office, Wu Cuiping instinctively asked the reporter, "Who exactly is this Dr. Nyx?" "He’s the most renowned cardiothoracic surgeon internationally. There has never been a failed surgery under his hands, and even with a mere 1% chance of success, he can create miracles. He’s an extraordinary doctor, and if he performs the surgery, there may still be hope for your child. It’s worth a try." With a deeper frown, Wu Cuiping rebutted, "How can a cardiothoracic surgeon perform brain surgery? This is nonsense; I don’t agree, I absolutely do not agree." Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on noᴠelfire.net