Disciplinary Guidelines

Gao Jingyi couldn't say no to him, so he raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, okay, fair." Gao Jingyi said earnestly like an honorary ambassador of Health Express, "However, this chivalrous man, it's past nine o'clock in the evening, and the yamen for redressing grievances are off work, and you still don't go home?"

Jiang Heng blinked, opened his sleeves and saw that the pointer on the watch had indeed passed nine o'clock.

He didn't come to the office until after six o'clock this afternoon. In winter, it got dark early, and Jiang Heng sat here for several hours. The takeaways were ordered by the front desk and delivered to him. He really didn't have any sense of time.

"It's quite late." Jiang Heng said.

Jiang Heng thought for a while, then simply stood up, neatly collected the documents on the coffee table by category, stuffed them into several different document bags, and locked them in the filing cabinet.

"Hey, right." Gao Jingyi straightened up, grabbed his briefcase casually, and said, "Are you going home? Just give me a ride, I didn't drive."

"I'm not going home." Jiang Heng took off his coat from the coat rack and said, "I just happened to go to the hospital involved."

"Hey——" Gao Jingyi pulled him back, wondering, "Who are you going to see at this point, the administration is off work."

"I'm not going to collect evidence." Jiang Heng didn't lift his head. He swiped the phone screen, took a screenshot from the photo album and saved it on the desktop, and then took his car key from the shelf.

Gao Jingyi glanced at it inadvertently, and found that it was a screenshot of a local news.

"I have a guess, let me verify it." Jiang Heng said: "I don't know if it will be useful or not, but be prepared."

At 09:30 in the evening, there are still many cars and people in Shanghai, and the red brake lights are all connected as far as the eye can see.

There was a series of rear-end collisions under the viaduct, and three or four cars stuck together like Siamese twins, blocking the entire street.

Jiang Heng was stuck at an intersection for 10 minutes, but the accident still hadn't been resolved.

The cars around him couldn't help but honked their horns, and tried to turn around. Jiang Heng moved back a little to make room for a narrow road for them.

The strange vehicle turned around in front of him and briefly honked its horn to express its thanks.

Jiang Heng let go of several cars, but he was not in a hurry, turned up the air conditioner in the car, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.

After about ten minutes, the traffic ahead began to move forward for a short time. Jiang Heng rubbed his hands and was about to follow for a while, when the screen of the mobile phone next to him suddenly lit up, and a new call popped out.

Jiang Heng hesitated for a moment, and didn't keep up with him a step. A white car next to him rushed over without any hesitation, and slanted into the gap between Jiang Heng and the front workshop.

Jiang Heng didn't want to compete with him, so he simply stepped on the brake again and connected the phone by the way.

"Lawyer Jiang." Li Linghua's weary voice came from the receiver: "Do you think it is feasible to do what I told you this afternoon?"

After Li Wen's death, Li Linghua was like a she-wolf who had lost her cub, she only wanted to pay the price for the person who hurt her son, and didn't care about anything else.

After Jiang Heng found out that Zhou Fang might indeed have something to do with Li Wen's death, Li Linghua's hatred intensified, to the point where she felt uncomfortable even if she didn't do anything.

Gradually, she couldn't wait for the procuratorate's investigation efficiency, and wanted to do something for Li Wen herself.

At noon, Li Linghua asked Jiang Heng to meet, saying that he wanted to use the power of the media to publicize this matter, so as to gain some support from public opinion.

"My opinion is that it is best not to." Jiang Heng said: "If you insist on this, I suggest not to mention news about medical disputes."

"Why?" Li Linghua's voice was a little hoarse.

"First, it's nothing to beat a mistress, and it's justified. But doctor-patient disputes have been a sensitive topic in recent years. Once they are not handled well, it is easy to be counterattacked by public opinion." Jiang Heng said in a business-like manner: "Second After investigation, the defendant doctor had no contact with Zhou Fang, and there was no collusion and conspiracy, so the lawsuit may lose in theory. In this case, if we rashly spread the news to guide public opinion, once we lose the case, the other party can Countersuing you for defamation and infringement of reputation rights."

"Losing the lawsuit?" Li Linghua suddenly raised her voice and said nervously, "Will you lose the lawsuit?"

After the rear-end collision scene in front was dealt with, the traffic flow gradually became smoother. Jiang Heng released the brake and slowly drove forward into the main road.

"Any lawsuit has the possibility of losing." Jiang Heng said unhurriedly: "But there is no need to worry about this case - the defendant doctor has a high degree of personal education, and his medical qualifications are not low. As long as Mr. Liu is telling the truth, the testimony If there is no problem, we can claim that he believed too much in the clinical test results, thus deliberately ignoring possible medical risks."

"Of course he won't lie. I've asked him many times." Li Linghua's voice was a little erratic: "...and the investigation has already proved that he didn't conspire with Zhou Fang."

"So, Ms. Li—" Jiang Heng didn't affirm what she said, but just smiled: "Our chances of winning are still great."

Li Linghua was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, only her irregular breathing could be heard on the loudspeaker.

In the case of public prosecution, Li Linghua, the sufferer, does not actually need to appear in court, as long as Jiang Heng goes instead of her, but Li Linghua is very stubborn and must appear in person.

The court will be held next week, and it can be seen that she has become more and more nervous recently.

"Lawyer Jiang." Li Linghua whispered, "Tell me, can I avenge Xiaowen?"

While speaking, Jiang Heng had already arrived at the hospital. He rolled down the car window, took out a parking card from the card reader, and said, "Yes."

"Really?" Li Linghua said.

"Really." Jiang Heng was very patient: "The meaning of the law is to make those who do wrong pay the price."

Li Linghua was soothed by his few words, hummed, and hung up the phone.

Jiang Heng parked the car in the public parking area in front of the emergency building, sat in the car for a while, then picked up his coat and got out of the car.

The hospital where Ji Yao works is not small, and it ranks among the top in Shanghai. Jiang Heng raised the collar of his coat and walked into the emergency room with his head down.

There were people coming and going in the corridor, but no one noticed him. Jiang Heng crossed the registration area and walked to the emergency room further inside.

The door of the emergency room was half opened, and the doctors on duty inside were a few unfamiliar faces. Jiang Heng looked around, found a corner not blocking the road near the emergency room, and stood there quietly waiting for a while.

Three to five minutes later, the ambulance's alarm bell sounded outside the building. The alarm bell moved from far to near, and soon stopped outside the building of the emergency department.

Jiang Heng heard the sound, looked out with his probe, and then looked at the time on the watch.

In order to save time for rescue, the emergency room is on the first floor, only half a corridor away from the gate where the ambulance is parked.

Thirty seconds later, a cart appeared in the corridor accompanied by the sound of the siren that had not completely disappeared. Jiang Heng stepped back two steps to the side to make room for the corridor.

The cart quickly entered the emergency room, Jiang Heng pressed the stopwatch on his phone, turned his head and walked outside.

"Jiang Lv."

Jiang Heng walked halfway, when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind, he turned his head and looked at the other party in surprise.

"Wang Lv?" Jiang Heng said, "What a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence." Wang Tao walked forward with a smile and greeted him politely: "Come here to collect evidence?"

"Verify a conjecture." Jiang Heng said politely: "The verification is over, and I am preparing to leave."

Jiang Heng's attitude was indifferent, polite but not enthusiastic. After all, the trial is coming soon, and the lawyers of the plaintiff and the defendant should seldom talk together.

Wang Tao obviously felt the same way. He nodded after hearing the words, and ended the pleasantries on his own initiative: "Then see you in court next week."

"Yeah." Jiang Heng said, "See you next week."