webnovelfull Chapter 875 Surgery
Chapter 875 Surgery
"Zhou Yuanshan burned me with a cigarette butt! He threatened me with my father's medical bills and asked me to sign a slave contract!" The court fell into silence. I looked at Lin Man's pupils that suddenly tightened, and realized that this murder case might be just the tip of the iceberg. The trial was forced to be interrupted. I blocked Lin Man in the parking lot, and her black Maybach headlights were stained blood in the rain. With a seemingly conclusive murder case in a closed room as the core, through the lawyer Xu Zhao's step-by-step in-depth trial, the case was intertwined with financial fraud and family feuds, and the fierce collision between justice and evil was shown between the rise and fall of the gavel. Under the gavel, the crystal chandelier on the dome of the court cut the defense seat into a grid of light and dark, and my fingers trembled slightly as I adjusted my tie. Shen Zhixia hung her head in the dock, her long chestnut hair covering half of her pale face. This jewelry designer who has attracted the attention of the whole city is now accused of murdering her business partner Zhou Yuanshan. "Lawyer Xu, the prosecution's chain of evidence is complete." The presiding judge's gavel fell heavily. "The surveillance shows that from 8 to 10 o'clock on the evening of the incident, only Shen Zhixia entered Zhou Yuanshan's private studio." I opened the case file. In the scene photo, Zhou Yuanshan was lying in front of the workbench, with the platinum paper cutter designed by Shen Zhixia stuck in his neck. The clear fingerprints on the handle were like a fatal brand. When I stood up, the black suit brought a gust of wind. "Objection! Fingerprints and surveillance alone cannot prove that my client is the murderer." I called up the projection. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the studio flashed coldly in the photo. "The windows of this secret room use special magnetic locks, which can theoretically be locked from the outside." The shutter sounds of the media came from the back row of the court. In the audience, Zhou Yuanshan's widow Lin Man clutched a handkerchief, and the jade ring on her fingertips glowed green under the light. During the recess, Shen Zhixia suddenly grabbed my wrist, and the silver bracelet on her wrist made a crisp sound: "Lawyer Xu, I didn't kill anyone. But there are some secrets..." Her nails dug deep into my skin, "More terrible than murder." At the end of the corridor, Lin Man was whispering to the prosecutor. The pearl pendant dangling from her earlobe was exactly the same as the photo in the anonymous courier I received this morning - it was an intimate photo of Zhou Yuanshan and a young model, taken exactly one week before his death. The law firm was shrouded in heavy rain late at night, and I repeatedly checked the on-site investigation video. A silver light suddenly flashed in the lower right corner of the screen, like the reflection of metal rubbing against glass. After magnifying it ten times, I saw clearly that it was the pearl earrings that Lin Man often wore. My phone vibrated at this time, and an anonymous number sent a blurry video: On a rainy night, a figure in a black cloak climbed into the backyard of the studio, and the metal tools in his hands glowed coldly. The next day, the court opened, and I threw out new evidence, and the court was instantly in an uproar. Lin Man's face turned pale, but the prosecutor sneered and presented a recording of the call: "Three days before the incident, Shen Zhixia threatened to ruin Zhou Yuanshan's reputation." In the recording, Shen Zhixia's voice was filled with suppressed anger: "Do you think you can trap me with that contract?" Shen Zhixia's body trembled violently. She suddenly opened the collar of her shirt, and the hideous burn scars below her collarbone were shocking: With senior lawyer Chen Mo as the narrative center, starting from the thorny medical dispute case, the intricate network of interests and legal ethical dilemmas behind the case are intertwined with Chen Mo's own emotional entanglements, and the profound connotation of "justice scale" is presented through multi-line narrative. Justice Scale The rainstorm hit the marble steps of the court, and the splashing water soaked my leather shoes. I held my briefcase tightly, looking at the large gilded characters of "XX City Intermediate People's Court" blurred into a halo in the rain. Today's medical dispute case may become the heaviest trial in my fifteen years of practice. When I pushed open the door of the court, the pungent smell of disinfectant mixed with a depressing atmosphere hit me in the face. In the plaintiff's seat, the gray-haired old couple were holding their son's posthumous photo. The smile of the young doctor in the photo hurt my eyes - that was their only child, who never woke up again on the operating table of Renxin Hospital three months ago. In the defendant's seat, Wang Tao, the hospital's legal director, was dressed in a suit, and next to him sat Lin Wei, the ace lawyer he hired at a high salary. I was very familiar with this woman. Ten years ago, we were partners in the same law firm, and later parted ways because of a commercial lawsuit that shocked the whole city. "Your Honor, we believe that the patient's death was entirely caused by the hospital's operational error." The plaintiff's lawyer's voice was choked with sobs, "The hospital used new medical devices that had not been clinically tested without authorization, which was a disregard for life!" The projection screen behind him lit up, and it was an X-ray of a heart stent, with the metal stent twisted into a strange shape in the blood vessel. Wang Tao pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled in a formal way: "The plaintiff is exaggerating. The new stent has passed the temporary approval of the relevant national departments, and the risks of the operation have been informed to the patient's family in advance." His tone was calm and almost indifferent, as if he was not talking about a living life, but an ordinary business transaction. When it was my turn to stand up, the eyes of the whole audience were focused on me. As the lead defense lawyer for the defendant, I knew that this lawsuit was not only about the reputation of the hospital, but also involved the huge medical industry chain behind it. "Ladies and gentlemen," I opened the case file, "according to Article 34 of the "Medical Device Supervision and Administration Regulations", temporary approved devices must undergo more stringent risk assessments before use..." Before I finished speaking, there was a commotion in the audience. A young girl rushed in, rain dripping down her messy hair, and mud spots on the hem of her white coat. "I have evidence!" She shouted while holding a USB flash drive, "The clinical trial data of this stent is forged!" The courtroom exploded instantly, and the sound of the presiding judge knocking the gavel was drowned in the noise. Wang Tao's face turned pale instantly, but Lin Wei remained calm. She stood up gracefully and smiled at the girl: "Excuse me, young lady, how can you prove the authenticity of these data? Are you qualified to appear in court as a witness?" The girl's lips trembled, and she hesitated to speak. Lao Chen, I finally understand that the real victory is not how many lawsuits you win, but how many people's hopes you protect. "When she said this, her eyes were shining. Days pass, and our public welfare team is getting bigger and bigger. Every victory and every smile of the parties make me more convinced that the balance of law may be temporarily tilted by interests, but as long as there are legal people who stick to the scale of justice, fairness and justice will eventually come. In this challenging world, we are like a group of persistent guardians, using the power of the law to measure the scale of justice and write the passion and perseverance of legal people. And we will continue unswervingly on this path of pursuing justice.