After all, in our school, Bethany was once my senior, but she just delayed her graduation for a few years.
She even had problems graduating, let alone learn medical skills.
Looking at a group of patients who were ecstatic as if they had met a savior, I could not help but feel sarcastic.
I wanted to see how a doctor who did not even recognize the complete structure of the human body dared to boast that she could cure the first patient with intracranial vascular sclerosis in the country.
I started to make health tea in the office as Stella asked, “Senior, are you really not going to do anything?
“We don't have any patients and you are the authority on intracranial neurology.”
Just like in my previous life, some patients began to record the process of me rejecting Terry's family. So at that time, more and more people were saying that I was a poisonous doctor.
Compared to Bethany, who was beautiful and had a sweet voice, I naturally became the target of criticism.
Sure enough, the Dean found me. I looked at Bethany behind her and a look of understanding flashed across my eyes.
“Dr. Estella, the number of patients you have cured in the past few months is not even half of Bethany's. Although you were specially hired by the former Dean, our hospital relies on strength. It is very difficult for us to do this.
“Hospitals are not charities. you know that. The patients have a lot of complaints about you as you can see."
The Dean took out his cell phone and the video of me refusing treatment had been played over tens of millions of times.
All the comments were insulting and there was no mention of Terry's family's attitude at all.
“A doctor like this does not care about people's lives. Who would dare to let her treat patients?”
“Doesn’t she know if making dirty money will make your whole family die!”
I watched this video with a cold eye and I remember it clearly.
Not long after the argument with Terry, Pierre walked out of there.
The Dean continued, “Dr. Estella, society now attaches great importance to this matter and our hospital also needs to make a living.
“We are considering canceling all your performance awards this year, as well as. your eligibility for selection as Professor of Neurology.”
“Dean Marsh, I understand that you want to pave the way for Bethany. But you should wear a hat that fits your head. Don't let the loss outweigh the gain and ruin your life,” I said proudly.