12dz Chapter 492 Why do you think you are the savior?
Chapter 492 Why do you think you are the savior?
“I started to get scared, and I realized that the moment I got the match, there was no turning back.
No matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape."
"I thought about calling the police, but he's the director. He has so much influence in this place. If I did, he would definitely know the news before I did, and then I'd be dead."
"I want to live, but if I can't do this, even my survival will be a problem."
"Is there really a third way before me?" The dean smiled bitterly, and that smile was full of helplessness and self-mockery.
"So you joined them without hesitation?" Qi Tongwei asked with a frown, with a hint of dissatisfaction and disappointment in his eyes.
The dean smiled bitterly and said, “Do I have any other options?
I was really pushed into a desperate situation at that time.
Call the police? That would be a dead end.
He is the director. His power and influence are like a huge net that covers me tightly.
I thought about resisting and escaping, but I knew it was all in vain.
I had no choice but to do as he asked, at least this way I could save my life temporarily.
I know what I did was wrong, but under the circumstances, I really had no other choice." The dean's voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a mutter.
He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Qi Tongwei's eyes, his heart filled with guilt and regret.
Qi Tongwei listened to the dean's words with disgust in his heart. He sneered at his behavior and even had an urge to kick him down.
He could never understand how a person could make excuses for his evil deeds so comfortably.
"I did this for a reason." The dean seemed to want to defend himself, his eyes flickering with an unpleasant glint. "I gave that cerebral palsy patient a full-body examination. His physical functions have seriously affected his life."
"He has incontinence, and the whole ward is always filled with a bad smell." When he said this, the dean's expression had a strange and ferocious feeling, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was telling something he was proud of.
"Do you know how much pain this kind of person brings to others?" The dean's voice gradually rose, a mad look in his eyes. "He's like a bottomless pit, constantly draining the emotions of his family."
“His family has to face his hopeless state every day, with the despair in his eyes growing deeper and deeper.
In order to take care of him, the family has to spend a lot of money, and that money is like water flowing without seeing any return. "
"Moreover, the entire family's resources were depleted by him alone, and the whole family is in pain because of him.
By doing this, I am also helping this family get some relief.”
The dean became increasingly excited as he spoke, waving his hands in the air as if to paint what he considered a beautiful picture. "In my opinion, it would be better for him to die than to live like this."
"Transplanting his organs to others can still play a role, which can be regarded as his last contribution to this society." There was no trace of guilt on his face, but instead it was full of a twisted sense of justice.
Qi Tongwei looked at him coldly, anger burning in his heart.
He knew that this was an extremely perverted mentality and a blasphemy against life.
A doctor should be an angel who saves lives and heals the wounded, but he is corrupted by interests and distorted ideas and turned into a demon.
"Do you think you are helping them? You are killing people and trampling on the dignity of life." Qi Tongwei's voice was low and full of anger, and his eyes were like two sharp swords, piercing straight at the dean.
The dean disagreed. He wanted to refute, but when he saw Qi Tongwei's angry eyes, he swallowed his words back.
His body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of an instinctive reaction when the twisted belief deep in his heart collided with Qi Tongwei's justice.
There was anger hidden between Qi Tongwei's brows, and that anger was like a volcano about to erupt, burning fiercely in his eyes.
He really couldn't stand the dean's twisted remarks. Driven by his sense of justice, he couldn't control his hands and slapped the dean in the face with lightning speed.
The slap was so powerful that the dean was almost deafened by the sudden attack.
His head seemed to be hit hard, and he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.
He only felt a sharp pain in his mouth, followed by a smell of rust, which was the smell of bleeding teeth. The bloody smell choked him and made him cough violently.
"Who do you think you are? A savior or a living devil? What gives you the right to decide other people's life and death? Use your self-righteous thinking to guess other people's thoughts?" Qi Tongwei roared angrily, his voice echoing in the room with an unquestionable majesty.
After being slapped, the dean was not afraid of Qi Tongwei. Instead, it seemed as if the slap had ripped off his disguise, revealing his true thoughts.
He sat on the ground, with a look of madness in his eyes and blood at the corners of his mouth, but he began to argue for himself incessantly.
"Am I not qualified?" The director's voice was sharp and piercing, like the roar of an enraged beast. "How many people have I saved in my life? In this hospital, I fight death every day for my life."
"My decision to rob Peter to pay Paul was a desperate one.
Just like the director's mother-in-law, I saved her, and she can live at least another three to five years.
But for someone with this level of cerebral palsy, what quality of life can he have? He has at most another year to live."
The dean grew increasingly excited as he spoke, waving his hands in the air as if he were giving an impassioned speech. "If one of us dies, we can save many more. I've calculated this clearly."
"The King of Hell took one life, and I snatched back four or five from him. Am I not a savior? I am doing something great. You people simply don't understand, you don't understand the sacrifices and dedication I have made."
His words undoubtedly ignited Qi Tongwei's anger.
Qi Tongwei felt that the man in front of him was beyond redemption, and his actions and words were a great blasphemy against life.
Qi Tongwei kicked again immediately, but he controlled the strength. After all, he came to investigate the truth, not to take anyone's life.
Even so, the dean was kicked away by Qi Tongwei.
The dean's body flew out like a rag doll and fell heavily to the ground.
He felt as if his internal organs were being stirred upside down, and the uncomfortable feeling almost made him vomit.
However, strangely enough, he didn't have even a single bruise on his body.
"You are so broad-minded and compassionate. If I remove your organs, I can save more people. Do you want to be the savior?" Qi Tongwei said coldly, his eyes full of disgust and disdain.
He wanted to use this method to let the dean experience the feeling of having his life and death decided by others at will, and let him know how absurd and cruel his thoughts were.
Qi Tongwei looked down at the dean who was slumped on the ground, his eyes like cold arrows, piercing straight at the dean.
The dean widened his eyes in horror, his eyes filled with panic and fear, as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.
"You, what are you going to do?" The dean's voice was trembling, with a hint of crying. His usual calmness and disguise disappeared without a trace at this moment.
Qi Tongwei said coldly: "I just think that since you are so good at upholding justice, why don't you be a real savior and use your own organs to save others." His voice was full of sarcasm, and every word was like a sharp knife, cutting into the dean's twisted soul.
When the dean heard this, he kicked the ground like crazy and stepped back repeatedly.
His body left a mark on the ground and his hair became messy.
He shook his head frantically, shouting, "Are you crazy? You're really crazy!"
His eyes were full of disbelief, as if Qi Tongwei's words were the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Qi Tongwei suddenly stood up. His movements were majestic, making the atmosphere in the room even more depressing.
He said: "If you yourself don't want to be a container for organ storage, why do you think others will be willing?"
The dean's eyes were full of red bloodshot, which looked like twisted little snakes, making his eyes look particularly terrifying.
He seemed to be stimulated by Qi Tongwei's words. He suddenly got up from the ground, his body still trembling slightly, but he pretended to be calm.
He said, "How can I be the same as them? I'm an expert! A doctor!" His voice rose a few degrees, and every word revealed a sense of superiority.
"I save lives in the hospital every day. I have knowledge and skills. I am an elite in this society."
"And what about those people? Some are disabled, some are mentally retarded. Their lives have no meaning, and they are more valuable dead than alive." As he spoke, he straightened his messy clothes, trying to regain a little dignity.
His eyes were full of disdain and extreme disdain for those people.
In his eyes, disabled people and mentally retarded patients are like inferior creatures and are not worthy of being compared with him.
He felt that he was in a high and mighty position and could judge the value of other people's lives at will. This arrogance and pride had penetrated into his bones, causing him to completely lose the most basic respect for life as a doctor.
Qi Tongwei looked at the dean's ugly face, and the anger in his heart burned even more fiercely.
Qi Tongwei then said, "From what you just said, you must have been a savior quite a few times. How many lives do you have on your hands?"
Qi Tongwei lowered his voice, but there was a chilling majesty in that deep voice.
He looked coldly at the man who was still struggling to get up from the ground. His gaze was as solid as if it could penetrate the dean's soul and find out the hidden sins.