Chapter 236 Miracle
Shortly after the Song Xiaojun case occurred, official media published a long article criticizing Tianqiong for discriminating against men, ignoring employee rights, and having no sense of social responsibility.
The rest of the media followed suit and forwarded the news as if they had made an appointment.
For a time, public opinion shifted from cursing Song Xiaojun and the government to cursing the sky.
I knew such a horrific tragedy couldn't be just one person's fault. I'd always thought it was unreasonable for Song Xiaojun to go to such extremes just because he lost his job, but now it seems he was forced into it by Sky Dome. They even discriminate against men—it's outrageous!
[That's right, Song Xiaojun is definitely not an isolated case. If the root of the problem isn't addressed, there will definitely be a second and third Song Xiaojun. Tianqiong must be held accountable for this.]
If we analyze it rationally, the current employment environment is truly dire. Song Xiaojun, fired and divorced, facing setbacks in both his career and family, is understandably inclined to take such extreme action. However, I believe this incident was merely a trigger, and the social resentment and discontent it reflects are the greater hidden dangers.
The poor employment environment is all Tianqiong's fault. If Tianqiong hadn't been so determined to kill Huangtian, Song Xiaojun wouldn't have resigned from Huangtian, wouldn't have switched to Tianqiong and been fired again, and wouldn't have impulsively driven and killed someone.
I really admire him; he's a brave man who takes responsibility for his actions. If Tianqiong doesn't apologize, I'll just go out and hit people. Life's meaningless anyway. Without a job, money, or a wife, I might as well get dozens. It's not a loss.
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After everyone realized the attitude of the higher-ups, all kinds of outrageous remarks emerged at once, and people were in chaos. Some even supported Song Xiaojun with a clear conscience.
The cries and calls for help from the innocent victims were drowned out by the noise of the Internet.
Zhang Mingxin's daughter was seriously injured in the accident. When she left her work and rushed to the hospital, the child had already been pushed into the emergency room.
She stayed outside the emergency room until her eyes were red. She wanted to go online and scold Song Xiaojun to vent her anger, but all she saw were comments of sympathy and support for him. She was so angry that her hands and feet were shaking and she almost fainted.
"A bunch of idiots who talk without thinking. My daughter was hit by his car and it was like this. Why should you understand that murderer for me? Does my child deserve it?"
"Are you stupid? We're kind enough to help you get compensation from Tianqiong, but do you think Song Xiaojun's father can afford it? You really don't know how to appreciate kindness."
[I think you're the ones who are crazy. The one who hit someone was Song Xiaojun, not Tianqiong.]
So what? Song Xiaojun committed suicide. What else do you want?
Zhang Mingxin gasped for breath when he saw the extremely sarcastic words. His heart ached and he didn't know who to vent his resentment to.
Her child was still lying in the emergency room, but the murderer was already dead, and she couldn't even seek revenge.
What else could she do? She just wanted her child to survive!
At this time, the door of the emergency room opened.
The doctor came out, his expression solemn. "The patient's condition is very critical. His heart is severely damaged. He must undergo a transplant immediately."
Zhang Mingxin's face turned pale. "Doctor, please save her! She's only eighteen years old and just got into college. Her life has just begun!"
The doctor looked at her anxious gaze, then averted his gaze as if unable to bear it. He said helplessly, "There are too few compatible organs. It's impossible to find a suitable one in such a short time. I will do my best to contact and find one, but you... also need to be mentally prepared."
"W-what?" Zhang Mingxin's legs went limp and he fell back into the chair.
Even if she didn't understand organ transplantation, she knew how difficult it was to find a heart. It could be said that the only way at present was voluntary donation.
As for other avenues... they weren't from a wealthy family, they had no connections and no money. What's more, the emergency room expenses alone had drained all her savings.
What’s the difference between what the doctor said and a death notice?
Zhang Mingxin sat outside the emergency room, waiting anxiously. For a moment, she even wanted to kneel down and pray, praying to God and the gods to perform a miracle and bring her daughter back to life.
However, things don't always go as planned.
Time passed minute by minute, the door of the emergency room opened again, and a nurse came out and gave her a critical illness notice.
Zhang Mingxin was on the verge of collapse and could no longer hold on. She squatted on the ground and broke down crying.
In desperation, she suddenly thought of another way, which was to transplant her heart to her daughter.
Zhang Mingxin stood up in a daze and walked towards the window at the end of the corridor. He seemed to be in a nightmare, with only one thought in his mind - as long as he died, he could transplant his heart to his daughter.
She walked to the window and was about to move when her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. She turned around and saw the doctor with a serious face, "What are you going to do?"
"Doctor, if I transplant my heart to my daughter, she will be able to survive, right?"
"You...you are simply fooling around. Your heart may not be compatible with your daughter's!"
"No, I'm her mother, I'm sure it's a match! Doctor, please help me test it, and I'll donate my heart to her!"
Without a second thought, the doctor shook his head and said, "No, even if your heart is compatible, I can't do it for you."
Zhang Mingxin's heart sank to the bottom, tears welled up in her eyes, and she grabbed the doctor's arm tightly with both hands, and was about to kneel down and beg her to save her life.
But then the other party continued, "Because we've found a suitable heart source. The Sky Group has just contacted the dean. They are willing to cover all medical expenses for the victim of this accident and donate artificial organs from their biological research institute free of charge. If you agree to transplant an artificial heart into the patient, you can sign the surgical agreement now."
Zhang Mingxin's eyes widened in disbelief, and her mood instantly soared from the bottom of the valley to the sky. "I agree! I absolutely agree!"
Originally, she was somewhat dissatisfied with the Sky Dome company, but now she is left with only guilt and gratitude.
Unlike current artificial hearts that rely on mechanical parts, the artificial heart of the Tianqiong Biological Research Institute can be said to be a perfect replica of human organs.
First, scan and capture the patient's heart tissue structure, then perform biological programming, and input the material code into the medical material machine, then you can accurately synthesize an original human organ with blood vessels.
This artificial heart is about the size of a fist, and you can even see it beating regularly through the cabin door. Because it is a one-to-one replica of the patient's heart, there is almost no rejection problem.
The doctors were also shocked by this nearly perfect artificial heart.
You should know that there is currently an extreme shortage of heart sources. Among the 10 million patients waiting for transplants, there may only be 400 to 500 who can wait for donors.
But with the artificial heart developed by Tianqiong's graduate student, the problem of heart donors can be said to have been completely solved. If those heart patients who are still waiting for a heart source knew this news, they would definitely be overjoyed.
But for now, she'll focus on the heart transplant.
While the operation was going on, Zhang Mingxin was still waiting outside the door, but this time, she did not pray to God. Instead, she prayed for the president of Tianqiong and the employees of the institute, wishing them health, happiness and success.
She believed that with the help of these kind people, her daughter would definitely survive.
As it turned out, Zhang Mingxin was right.
The operation was successful, her daughter was out of danger and survived.
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“How is public opinion control going?”
Zhang Quanming sat in his office in the Capitol building, looking seriously at Secretary-General Lu Lin, one of his most trusted staff members.
Lu Lin said solemnly, "The public's attention has already shifted to Tianqiong. This incident shouldn't have any impact on the government's image."
Zhang Quanming sneered, "That's good. Next year is an election year, and I don't want these things to affect my re-election. At the last hearing, Tianqiong embarrassed me in front of the entire nation. This time, I should teach them a lesson about the power of public opinion."
"A memorial service for the victims of this accident will be held in two days. Your Excellency, are you prepared to attend?"
Lu Lin looked at the accident report and on-site photos in his hands, and even though he was indifferent, he still frowned.
Thirty-five people died. A delivery man who ran a red light was thrown from his electric scooter, his genitals torn apart, and his head tumbled to the side of the road, contorting the facial features of those standing by.
"Such a small matter requires the attendance of a leader like me? There are so many national affairs waiting for me to deal with, I don't have time." Zhang Quanming said impatiently.
He paused, as if remembering something, and then said, "When is Song Xiaojun's funeral? Remember to have my wife attend."
Lu Lin's eyes widened. "This... I'm afraid it's not good, right?"
Zhang Quanming spoke confidently, "I just want everyone to understand that even criminals have human rights, let alone someone like Song Xiaojun, who's been driven into desperation by his company and family. Having my wife attend the funeral is also meant to send a signal to the general public: resolving grievances is more important than punishing criminals. Only by resolving economic, employment, and marital issues can we reduce the root causes of potential criminal behavior."
"But……"
"As for the economic and employment issues, we can just target the Sky Dome. It'll give the poor at the bottom of society a target to vent their frustrations on, and it won't cause too much unrest. As for marriage, family is the smallest component of society. Only when families are stable can society be stable, right? A high divorce rate is not a good thing. Come up with a plan to address this issue."
Lu Lin was silent for a while, but ultimately did not refute. "Okay, Your Excellency."
Zhang Quanming nodded with satisfaction.
The fall of the emperor had severely damaged his vitality. Without the financial support of the powerful chaebol, his support rate in various cities had also plummeted. If he did not take action, his re-election plan would be difficult to achieve.
Fortunately, the Song Xiaojun case gave him the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
He had to ask the judicial department to fine her severely so that she would feel the pain.
Once Tianqiong becomes infamous, he can also restore some of his personal image that was damaged at the last hearing. How can this not be considered killing two birds with one stone?
Just at this time, the Minister of Justice asked for a meeting.
"Your Excellency, the President of Tianqiong has already come out to make public relations. If we accuse Tianqiong at this time, I am afraid that not only will we fail to achieve our goal, but we will also arouse public outrage."
Zhang Quanmin frowned. What a joke! Just relying on Shi Nian'an, could he really reverse public opinion?
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