A week later, Ling Yan recovered from her cold and fever and contacted Watson, saying she could take a lie detector test.
After Watson made the call, he quickly arranged for someone to pick them up and take them to a makeshift laboratory.
"Mrs. Ling or Miss Ling, who goes first?"
"I'll go first," Ji Fang said, putting down her bag.
The staff opened the door, let her in and sit down, and put on the device that monitors various physical data for her.
Everything is ready; the staff step back.
At Watson's prompting, an Asian psychologist began asking the first question.
"Is Mrs. Ling a doctor at St. Paul's Hospital?"
Ji Fang: "Yes."
"Gu Weiwei was attacked and hospitalized. Are you her attending physician?"
Ji Fang: "Yes."
"You were the one who diagnosed her as brain dead?"
Ji Fang: "I only made a preliminary judgment. It was only after the hospital director and another surgeon consulted together that brain death was confirmed."
"Then...during the months you treated her, did her condition...not improve?"
Ji Fang was silent for a moment, then said, "No."
"Mrs. Ling, you hesitated for a few seconds just now. What were you hesitating about?"
“After all, a year has passed, so let me think back to what happened back then,” Ji Fang said calmly.
"According to the hospital's medical records, Gu Weiwei's condition had improved somewhat, so why did it deteriorate again?"
"This kind of situation can happen to many patients; short-term improvement does not mean overall improvement," Ji Fang said.
The psychologist paused for a moment, then asked again.
"So, in the months you've been her attending physician, have you done everything you could to save her?"
Ji Fang pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment before asking a question in return.
"What do you mean? You doubt my professional competence and that I didn't do my best to save him?"
The psychologist shrugged at Watson, indicating that he had no more questions to ask.
Watson continued the conversation.
"You were Miss Vivi's attending physician, and then her heart was transplanted into your daughter. Shouldn't we have some suspicions?"
This coincidence has always bothered Kaman.
Although the organ donation intention form was indeed signed by Miss Vivi herself.
However, she was injured and hospitalized, and after several months of brain death, her heart was transplanted to the attending physician's biological daughter.
What if, during the treatment, she deliberately didn't do her best to save the heart?
Of course, there is no evidence for all of this at present, but it is a reasonable suspicion.
“Of course, you can have your doubts,” Ji Fang said, offering no further explanation.
At times like these, the more you try to explain, the more obvious it becomes that you're trying to cover something up.
"So in this process, you considered that if she died, you could provide your daughter with a heart for transplant, right?" Watson asked.
“No, I am a doctor, please don’t doubt my professional ethics,” Ji Fang replied.
Watson's expression was grave, and his attitude was aggressive.
"But before you're a doctor, you're also a mother. Would you have the heart to watch your daughter's life hang in the balance and give up this chance to save her life?"
“As a mother, of course I hope my daughter can have a transplanted heart.” Ji Fang sighed deeply and said with conviction, “But Weiwei has already saved Yan Yan several times, we can’t do anything to harm her.”
Did Watson discover something, or was he deliberately testing him by asking such a question?
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