Chapter 120 Silence

The same events were unfolding not only at the police station, but also within the Shashi People's Hospital. A group of veteran specialists had spent an entire day and night poring over the video of Su Chen performing surgery, unable to sleep until exhaustion finally forced them to snatch a brief rest within the hospital itself.

When they awoke and made their way to visit the now-conscious boss in his ward, they found him lying in bed, watching a live broadcast of "Tomorrow's Star" on television.

Having only caught brief glimpses of Su Chen in the surgery footage, the experts were curious about what kind of person he truly was. After inquiring about the boss's condition and receiving assurances that he felt perfectly fine, they paused to watch Su Chen’s performance.

"This Mr. Su has come to my skewer stall more than once. He’s genuinely a good young man—handsome, sings well, and above all, he’s responsible. That’s a rare combination these days!" the boss said with a cheerful smile.

Upon awakening, he learned that it was Su Chen who had saved his life. Grateful yet pensive, he recalled how many onlookers had gathered that night, expecting someone among them to step forward. In the end, it was Su Chen alone who intervened and rescued him.

Such a good kid!

As he watched the video playing on the large screen behind Su Chen, the boss relived the peril of that night, his heart still trembling with lingering fear.

The specialists standing at his bedside, listening to the song "Your Answer," felt their blood surge with emotion, eyes brimming with tears. Others might not grasp the difficulty, the psychological burden, and the responsibility Su Chen had shouldered by choosing to operate under those circumstances and at that location, but the experts understood intimately.

It was precisely this understanding that made them feel such empathy.

"This song is truly moving. Even at my age, it makes me want to stand up and teach those four scoundrels a lesson!"

"Exactly! Those four kids had a bit of alcohol in them, but their blows were vicious. If Mr. Su hadn’t been there, who knows what the outcome would have been..."

"Su Chen’s actions not only saved the boss, but also those four ruffians. If you ask me, they ought to be charged with attempted murder!"

"Absolutely! With fewer people like that, our hospital would have an easier time. Honestly, though we work in medicine, we don’t like seeing the hospital packed every day!"

...

The specialists discussed quietly among themselves. After watching Su Chen’s performance, they planned to return and continue studying his life-saving technique.

Without ultrasound or X-ray, Su Chen had precisely located the incision point, making the experts realize that if this method could be mastered, surgeries could be performed promptly in places lacking medical equipment.

If this technique could be widely adopted, countless people who should have lived could be saved in the future!

Just then, a voice from the television caught their attention—it was Zheng Huayu speaking.

The specialists and the boss watched as Zheng Huayu, looking relaxed, made remarks about "it takes two to tango" and accused Su Chen of being a murderer. Their fury was immediate and overwhelming.

"How can this young man speak like that?! Mr. Su is my lifesaver—how does he make it sound as if Su Chen is some terrible criminal?"

"It was Su Chen who saved me, not the other way around!"

The boss’s face flushed bright red as he lay in bed. Not only was he angry, he felt Zheng Huayu was slandering him, making him out to be an ungrateful old man who faked injury for compensation—utterly unreasonable!

The specialists at his bedside were equally enraged.

"It was clearly a good deed—Su Chen saved someone. How can he distort the truth like this?!"

"If everyone thought like him, who would dare stand up for justice, who would dare save others in the future?"

"This man is corrupting social morals! Unbelievable that such a person can be a celebrity!"

"No, we can’t let Mr. Su suffer such injustice! Old Zhang, isn’t your son a director at Hunan Provincial TV? Call him and get in touch with the show’s production team!"

...

Meanwhile, in the control room, Wu Tong watched the footage, knowing well the sensitivities of the authorities. He frowned as Zheng Huayu continued his misleading statements.

This Zheng Huayu was spreading harmful ideas!

Wu Tong picked up the microphone, intending to prompt Zheng Huayu to change the subject, only to discover that Zheng Huayu had turned off his earpiece.

"Damn it! What is Zheng Huayu trying to do—rebel against the show?!"

Wu Tong wanted to send someone to stop Zheng Huayu, but worried it might disrupt the broadcast.

He hesitated, uncertain what course to take.

Just as Wu Tong was caught in this dilemma, his phone suddenly vibrated.

Seeing the caller’s name, his expression stiffened and he hurried to answer.

"Hello... Director..."

"Wu Tong, what are you doing? How could you let Zheng Huayu say things like that on air? Are you trying to get yourself disciplined?!"

Wu Tong looked aggrieved.

"Director... I tried to stop him, but Zheng Huayu turned off his earpiece."

"Turned it off? Good! He wants to stir things up at Hunan Provincial TV? He must have a death wish! Do exactly as I tell you!"

"Understood!"

After hearing the director’s instructions, Wu Tong felt a chill run through him.

This time, Zheng Huayu was truly finished!

But it wasn’t his fault—since Zheng Huayu acted with no conscience, he couldn’t blame Wu Tong for what would come next.

Onstage, meanwhile.

Faced with Zheng Huayu’s seemingly airtight arguments, Su Chen shook his head.

For Zheng Huayu to utter such misleading words on air—regardless of what happened now, he’d be ruined once the show ended.

Su Chen didn’t know if Zheng Huayu had considered the consequences, but after this stunt, he left Su Chen with a tangled problem.

Was this man trying to destroy his own career and block Su Chen’s advancement?

Such boldness...

Just as Su Chen picked up the microphone, ready to deliver his prepared response, Liu Shao suddenly stepped onto the stage.

"Everyone, please remain calm. I’ve received instructions from the director. We will now connect a call from Shashi People’s Hospital live to the show."

Hearing Liu Shao’s announcement, Zheng Huayu muttered instinctively, "...Shashi People’s Hospital?"

But as he finished speaking, his expression changed dramatically.

He realized his microphone was dead—there was no sound!

What was happening?!

He hadn’t finished—why had the director cut his mic without warning?!