Chapter 100: In the Final Moments, Those Eyes Held Nothing But Desolation

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It was the first time Meng Qiaoyuan had ever heard such accusations, and for a moment, she was so stunned that she didn’t even want to respond. She stared up at the ceiling, watching the scene unfold, which to others looked like she was rolling her eyes—what on earth was going on?

Meng Qiaoyuan stood up and said, “I understand how you family members feel, but this is an outpatient clinic, not the hospital office. If you have any questions about the medical process, you can go to the hospital administration to file a complaint. Causing a scene here won’t solve anything. Please don’t waste other patients’ time.”

The middle-aged woman grew even more agitated. “My son is dead! And you want me to go through your hospital’s procedures? I’m not looking for the hospital, I’m looking for you! You, the incompetent doctor who delayed my son’s treatment! My son was such a good boy, never causing us any worry. If it weren’t for you! If it weren’t for you! How could he have died so inexplicably in the hospital?”

She then lunged forward.

A medical intern quickly grabbed her to prevent her from doing anything dangerous to Meng Qiaoyuan.

At the door, several other patients’ relatives who had been waiting in line came in. A few burly men joined the intern to help protect Meng Qiaoyuan.

“You people are so unreasonable! The doctor was just doing her job, she didn’t even perform surgery on your son. Causing a disturbance here—are you really seeking justice for your son or just trying to extort money?”

A young man causing trouble shouted loudly, “This is my family’s business! What does it have to do with you? She’s clearly an incompetent doctor! Before coming, I already asked—she’s just a pampered rich girl playing around in the hospital. What cure or saving lives? You’re entrusting your lives to someone who’s just passing time as a doctor!”

After speaking, he began to shove and push. No one knew where they got the strength, but suddenly the group was entangled in a chaotic scuffle.

The middle-aged man glared fiercely at Meng Qiaoyuan.

Suddenly, seizing an opportunity, he stepped forward, a glint of silver flashing in his hand—a fruit knife plunged directly into Meng Qiaoyuan’s abdomen.

Before she could react, she felt a sudden chill in her belly, intense pain instantly engulfing her entire body, her breath frozen in place.

“Teacher Meng!”

The intern shouted Meng Qiaoyuan’s name, pushing aside the middle-aged woman who was shoving him, reaching out to stop the man’s further actions.

Emergency nurse Zeng Yingying saw what was happening and shouted as she rushed forward to catch Meng Qiaoyuan’s collapsing body.

The middle-aged man pulled the fruit knife from Meng Qiaoyuan’s abdomen. In the struggle with the intern, the sharp blade first sliced the intern’s wrist, then as he swung again toward Meng Qiaoyuan, it grazed Zeng Yingying’s neck.

Blood.

Meng Qiaoyuan had never seen so much blood in her life.

Warm.

Metallic and sweet-smelling.

Thick with the scent of rust.

Bright red liquid.

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