True Love Waits novel Chapter 912

Carlos had sent a group of people to M Country to find out everything they could about Sheffield's past. Unfortunately, all they could dig up on him were trivial details, such as how long he had been studying there and how he did in school and so on.

The deeper Sheffield hid, the more dangerous Carlos thought he was. Therefore, he didn't deem him to be the right man for his daughter.

Matthew finally understood that the role of the deputy director of nephrology department in First General Hospital was just a facade for Sheffield, so much so that it wouldn't affect him even if he lost the position.

'Interesting...' Matthew was intrigued by the reticent Sheffield and his mysterious existence.

Without conscious thought, both father and son were interested in Sheffield and his background.

The first thing Evelyn did when she got back to her office was to ask a group of people to look for Sheffield throughout the city.

Evelyn tried looking for him in his apartment on more than one occasion. Sometimes she waited so long that she would fall asleep, but when she'd wake up in the middle of the night, there would still be no sign of him.

It had been three days since the medical incident occurred and it wasn't until later that Sheffield came out of his shell.

He wore a black woolen shirt and a long beige trench coat to go over it. A pair of blue stone-washed jeans and white trainers. He was still an exuberant young man setting women's hearts aflutter with his good looks and charm.

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, he was stopped by a crowd of reporters, who had surrounded him with their cameras and microphones.

"You must have a lot of nerve coming back here!

Do you have anything to say as a doctor who is responsible for the death of a patient?"

"Do you have any explanation for this matter? As a young doctor who claims to have a ninety-nine percent success rate in transplant surgery, what do you have to say about what happened?"

Countless attacking questions were thrown at Sheffield. However, he maintained a polite smile in front of the cameras.

It was a smile that instantly captured the hearts of a thousand young girls.

Even some of the female journalists forgot what questions they were supposed to ask him as they stared at him blankly with their mouths open.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Sheffield Tang, the doctor everyone is accusing of medical malpractice that resulted in the death of a patient. First of all, I'd like to give my sincerest condolences to the family of the departed patient. I am truly sorry for what has happened. If his death was indeed my fault, then I will not escape from my responsibilities. The law will judge me justly. However, I think it is necessary to let the people involved know the truth about what happened. After a thorough investigation, the cause of the patient's death has been discovered. The results were drawn by Malik Qu, the most famous forensic expert in Y City, known for his fairness and reliability. The patient's death was not caused by the mistakes of the operation, but the sudden decline of his heart. This kind of reaction can only be caused by the use of one medicine. The person responsible has been found out and the hospital will announce the details later."

This turn of the events was totally beyond everyone's expectations. An eerily dead silence permeated the atmosphere, occasionally interrupted by the car passing through. Sheffield continued, "I will stress this again. If the investigation deems it my responsibility, I will accept the consequences. But if someone intends to use this incident to smear my name, the law will help prove my innocence."

"Excuse me, but what are you trying to say? Are you saying that you were set up?"

"But the injection of a medicine to a patient must be approved by the doctor, right?"

"Do you have any evidence to use against the person who did it?"

The reporters had too many questions.

Without further explanation, Sheffield walked through the crowd.

As soon as he broke through the crowd of journalists, the relatives of the deceased patient rushed up to him and stretched out their hands to hit him, hurling loud curses. "Damn you! You took my brother's life!"