Chapter 4

Kevin sent another message, his tone filled with panic.

"Logan, the CEO's condition worsened during the ambulance transfer! His heart stopped once!"

"The family has gone crazy. They called the hospital director directly to pressure him, saying our hospital is fully responsible!"

"The whole hospital is in an uproar now! The director and several deputy directors are all in an emergency meeting!"

Then he sent another message.

"Dr. Morrison started spreading rumors in the department, saying you deliberately hid the special case files about Maxwell Group to steal credit. He's saying you kept a key allergy history report, which is why Ryan couldn't make the right call in time!"

"He's also saying you knew about the CEO's special condition all along and just didn't say anything because you wanted to see Ryan fail!"

I looked at my phone screen and laughed coldly.

Ryan's ability to shift blame was truly masterful.

Before one crisis ended, another began.

Another critical patient in the department who had undergone cardiac bypass surgery suddenly went into ventricular fibrillation post-op.

The monitor let out a piercing alarm.

Kevin's live updates continued.

One of the cardiac treatment machines broke down.

One patient missed the optimal rescue window and was now on the brink of death.

Another patient's ECG was about to flatline.

The cries of family members, the cursing, mixed with the monitor alarms—the entire cardiac surgery department had descended into chaos.

Dr. Morrison's face went pale. He nearly fainted on the spot.

Despair hung over everyone.

Dr. Morrison called the German medical equipment company, begging for help.

The German engineer said they didn't have time to come. Then he added:

"Perhaps you could contact Professor Carter's team. I believe one of his excellent students works at your hospital."

Dr. Morrison's hand froze in mid-air. He suddenly turned his head and stared at Ryan.

He knew better than anyone.

Professor Carter's excellent student was me.