As a frontline doctor, Lin He has seen too many separations of life and death over the years.
As a doctor, he will not let go of any hope of life for every patient, but as a patient, not everyone has a fortune, and a serious illness may empty the entire family. Many times, these terminally ill patients may decide to give up treatment in order not to drag down their living family members. Maybe, with the poor economic situation of her mother and daughter at that time, her mother would also make the same decision to give up treatment.
"Impossible!" Mo Shiyi refuted immediately, "At that time, my mother also said that she would always watch me get into college, and she would definitely do what she said."
And the most important point is that before she was buried in the fire in her previous life, Mo Qingqing had arrogantly confessed something in front of her. The reason why her mother died was because Mo Qingqing and Mo Shasha sneaked in and pulled out her mother's oxygen tube, which made her mother unable to be rescued in the end, so that she passed away so soon.
Besides, she had already raised enough money for the next surgery. How could her mother, such a strong woman, be willing to abandon her beloved daughter?
Lin He's eyes were full of pity.
He could understand that many patients' families could not accept this reality, but if the patient did not accept treatment and lacked the desire to live, drugs alone might not be able to save the person.
"Please accept my condolences. Life and death are determined by fate. I think your mother's spirit in heaven would not want you to be too sad about this matter."
Mo Shiyi sneered, "I believe in life and death, but I also know that some people are greedy and want more."
Lin He was puzzled, "What do you mean by that?"
Mo Shiyi smiled and did not answer directly, "Dean Lin, I want to ask, is there any video footage of the ward or corridor where my mother lived at that time?"
If the video footage of that year could be obtained, perhaps the murderer could be brought to justice and her mother's spirit in heaven could be comforted.
However, Lin He looked embarrassed, "This... the hospital installed surveillance there a year after your mother's death. Besides, the time interval is too long, it should have exceeded the data retention period."
Mo Shiyi's face was full of disappointment, and Lin He was a little confused, "Do you have any doubts about your mother's condition?"
Mo Shiyi shook her head and dealt with it casually.
She had no evidence in her hands now. It was impossible for her to tell Dean Lin in public that a homicide had occurred in this hospital before, and she needed the other party to provide evidence so that she could go to the police station to file a case for investigation? She was afraid that she would only be regarded as overly sad and sent to the psychiatric department for examination to see if she had persecution delusion.
"Shiyi--"
Mo Shiyi looked over, and the suppressed sadness and indignation in her heart was immediately covered by surprise.
"How did you find this place? Is your work not important?"
Uncle Lu interrupted at the right time, "The young master came to see the young lady as soon as he finished his work. I took the initiative to tell the young master where the young lady is now."
Shen Muhan came over and took the sleeping Coke from Mo Shiyi's arms, and looked at Lin He with a little scrutiny.
From the current popular perspective, Lin He is a middle-aged man with temperament, very suitable for being a model, and probably very suitable for Mo Shiyi's vision as a fashion designer. Subconsciously, Shen Muhan had a sense of crisis, and even his position was invisibly separating Mo Shiyi and Lin He.
Mo Shiyi was unaware of this, and just made a simple introduction to the two, "This is my husband - Shen Muhan, and this is the attending physician who treated my mother back then."
Both parties had things to do, and they were just polite after the introduction and went about their own business.
Back home, Shen Muhan handed the awakened Coke to his mother and took Mo Shiyi back to the bedroom.
As soon as he entered the door, he half hugged and half embraced her against the door, and kissed her until she was breathless. Only then did he whisper in her ear when he was weak and tired.
"What happened to you when you went to the hospital this time? You looked unhappy."