"What illness does he have?""Here are his medical records." Caprice pa.s.sed the prisoner"s medical records to Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao scanned the records. Diabetes, high blood pressure, thrombus. These are all common elderly diseases.
"I can"t treat these diseases fully. I can only relieve his condition during an episode. He needs more comprehensive treatment and rehabilitation."
"I need you to ensure that he won"t have an episode during his next check-up."
"What?"
"I want you to ensure that he won"t be eligible for medical release," Caprice said.
"Why? From his medical records, he"s indeed eligible."
"Do you know why he"s here?"
"I"m a doctor. I don"t need to know such things."
"Raping young girls. In court, 28 female victims testified against him. He committed the crimes over a span of 43 years. Among his victims, there were two who were only two years old, one of whom eventually died. Another five females are on the autism spectrum, probably because of the psychological trauma they had experienced when young. From the information the prosecution collected, there are at least 20 more victims, but they were unwilling to appear in court. His case lasted for six years. Finally, the Supreme Court convicted him of his crimes. In these six years, the mother of one of the victims was beaten and severely injured by unidentified gangsters the night before court. She"s still in the ICU. Five of the witnesses received death threats."
Caprice glanced at the old man in the cell. The old man also raised his head and looked back.
"He"s a rich man. If he"s released on medical grounds, then all our previous efforts would be in vain."
"I see." Chen Zhao had originally thought that as a doctor, he should give every patient the correct diagnosis and treatment advice from a purely professional prospective.
However, after knowing the old man"s crimes, he felt that even his professional ethics could not stop him from wanting to kill the old man.
That time, even when Chen Zhao was shot by the beautiful female killer Kelly in the chest by her sniper rifle, he did not think about killing her.
The first time he had ever wanted to kill someone was in the hospital, and his target was that brutal gangster.
The old man was the second person Chen Zhao really wanted to kill.
Chen Zhao lifted his head and scanned around him. Caprice looked at Chen Zhao. "It"s a surveillance blind spot."
"Thanks," Chen Zhao nodded, "can I go in now?"
Caprice entered the pa.s.sword onto the lock and the mechanical door opened.
Chen Zhao walked in and Caprice also left.
"Hi." Chen Zhao smiled and walked towards the old man.
The old man also smiled. His smile was so kind and warm, just like the sunlight in winter.
"Hi, are these your kids?" Smiling, the old man clapped his hands. "I have a few dogs at home too. No idea how they are now. n.o.body"s taking care of them and it"s really worrying. I really hope to leave this place as soon as possible and see my kids again."
"I"m afraid that won"t be easy." Chen Zhao sat down on the bed. "I"m a doctor. I need to perform a check-up on you."
The old man did not cooperate. Instead, he only smiled gently. "Kid, do you need money?"
"How much can you give?" Chen Zhao asked instead.
"Two hundred thousand. Kid, you"re a great young man. You deserve this much."
"Two hundred thousand and you can buy my ethical bottom line?"
The old man"s expression changed slightly. "Just say an amount. I believe you know what"s appropriate."
"What outcome do you want?"
"I want you to certify that I need to be medically released."
He wants me to give him a certificate? Chen Zhao did not even have a medical license, so he could obviously not give a legal certificate.
Of course, he was not planning to get himself involved anyway.
Even though he wanted to cause trouble to the old man, he was not going to use a legal approach.
Caprice had called him here precisely because he was illegal and had no records as a doctor.
Moreover, Chen Zhao was really not planning to take his money.
Chen Zhao first performed an examination on the old man. To be honest, his body was indeed in a bad state.
The old man had various elderly diseases. If he was really put in jail, his days would be numbered.
Chen Zhao started hesitating. Should he heal the old man, so that he could suffer longer in jail, or should he leave the old man to die on his own?
The second option did not require Chen Zhao to do anything, but then he would not be able to stop the old man from being medically released.
To rich people like him, medical release was equivalent to acquittal.
Heal him! After some consideration, Chen Zhao made up his mind.
He had to first stop the old man from being medically released. He could think about the rest later.
This was the urgent task at hand.
"Young man, how is it? How"s my body?"
"You"ll get what you need." Chen Zhao smiled. "I"ll give you a certificate later. Just wait here."
The old man squinted and watched as Chen Zhao left.
He did not believe Chen Zhao, because Chen Zhao did not talk about money at all.
Once Chen Zhao left the cell, Caprice walked to him. "How is it?"
"His condition is indeed sufficient for him to be released."
"That"s not the result I wanted." Caprice"s face darkened at once.
"Mix this medicine with his food," Chen Zhao said.
"What"s this? You"re not trying to poison him, right?"
"This medicine can ensure that he won"t be eligible for medical release during his check-up."
"You sure it"s not poison?"
"Please. Although I hate that old man, I"m not going to get myself involved for him."
"Alright."
Caprice gave Chen Zhao a thousand dollars. "Here"s your pay."
Chen Zhao did not reject the money. It was what he should receive.
As he left the prison, Chen Zhao suddenly realized that he had already seen many perverts.
Was everyone already so rich that s.e.x was the only thing on their minds?
More importantly, for the perverts that Chen Zhao had met, even death was not sufficient to expiate their sins.
No, one of the perverts was not that bad.
Dell. Although he was a pervert, he only played himself and did not harm others.
What he did was quite embarra.s.sing, but he only scourged himself.
Just then, Chen Zhao"s phone rang.
It was Dell, the expert death seeker!
"Chen, Chen... where are you? I need you! Come here quick!"
"Tell me: did you do something to your d.i.c.k again?"
"No, no, I didn"t. I really didn"t this time. I just raised a snake."
"Sounds great. Do you want to ask me about how to raise a snake?"
"No... the snake bit my d.i.c.k."
"..."