Mi City Court.

With anger on his face, the judge grabbed the gavel and slammed it on the table, shouting loudly:

"Su Jing, defendant Zhou Yi, during Mr. Jennifer's operation, why didn't you suture the inferior vena cava, resulting in Mr. Jennifer's death?"

In the dock, there was a tall and thin Chinese man, his curly hair tied back at the back of his head, his handsome face looked a little excited, his hands clutching the fence hard, his knuckles white.

"No, I'm sure the inferior vena cava was sutured during the operation, Jennifer's car accident trauma was very serious, during the operation I removed the broken spleen, found the broken inferior vena cava, removed part of it, and then sutured it, and it was a bidirectional suture.

Before closing the abdomen, check carefully for oozing. I'm a doctor, I'm saving my life, I will never do this! Moreover, if the inferior vena cava is not sutured, Jennifer will die of blood loss and shock in a few hours, ten minutes, all this is too unreasonable to make sense!"

The judge raised his eyes and glanced at the excited Zhou Yi through the gap in the glasses.

Slightly drooping his eyelids, this explanation didn't seem to impress him at all.

He didn't mean to explore the truth, he just said indifferently.

"However, none of the nurses and assistants at Johns Hopkins Hospital who were on the same stage as you saw your stitching, how do you prove it?"

Zhou Yi looked at the African-American lawyer Chase sitting on the defendant's defense bench, he seemed to be asleep, squinting slightly, and didn't want to defend anything at all.

Zhou Yi was furious for a while, trying to calm himself down.

"Video recording! We have a video recording of the whole operation, and I asked my defense lawyer to retrieve it, which is enough to prove my innocence!"

The judge turned his head sideways, glanced at the defendant's defense lawyer, and said mockingly as he pointed to the projection screen next to him.

On the day of the incident, all the video recordings of the operation in the hospital were deleted, which is the result of the police investigation and relevant evidence. ”

The people present were in an uproar and kept talking.

The judge motioned to a clerk to show the documents to the jury, then looked at Zhou Yi.

"The police investigation found that the defendant Zhou Yi used the computer at home to hack into the hospital system and delete the relevant video records, which is relevant evidence. ”

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Deleting the video, or using his home computer, what's going on?

A medical accident that fell from the sky, from the beginning of the trial, turned into a murder, and a former colleague and friend actually said that they didn't see themselves stitched, how is this possible?

If this is the case, the patient will lose blood and die without leaving the operating table, and no one understands such common sense?

But these people didn't listen to his defense, and the defense lawyer, who was more like completing the process, was completely in accordance with the guilty defense, what the hell was going on?

At this point, both the plaintiff's lawyer and the defendant's lawyer were called to the side by the judge, and they whispered.

After that, the judge looked at the position of the jury, and these people seemed to have made their final verdict.

Sure enough, a woman in the first row held up a piece of paper, and a man walked over briskly and handed it to the judge, who looked around.

"Smack!"

As the gavel fell, everyone stood up, and the judge pushed his glasses and said.

After six days of intense trial, the jury finally reached a consensus today, the defendant did not suture Jennifer's inferior vena cava during the operation, causing her to die of blood loss, cruel means, refused to admit guilt, this court found the defendant Zhou Yi, guilty of second-degree murder, sentenced to 20 years in prison. ”

Zhou Yi looked at the judge dumbfoundedly, and the members of the jury next to him with an indifferent face, everyone was like a wax figure, without expression.

A case so full of loopholes that he could directly characterize himself as second-degree murder was now blank in his mind.

He wanted to shout, he wanted to appeal, he wanted to resist, he wanted to justify, he wanted to explain to the jury.

But at this moment, Zhou Yi was hit hard in the neck, he opened his eyes wide, and slowly fell.

Judges, lawyers, juries, bailiffs, and many other faces constantly floated around Zhou Yi, and the sound of ridicule was endless.

"Huh!"

"You killed someone!"

"Don't bother appealing!"

"You're a murderer!"

"Murderer!"

"Damn it!"

......

Zhou Yi's body trembled and sat up suddenly.

Zhang Dakou kept panting, and the prison clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat.

Almost every day, I had the same nightmare, and the memories of many details became blurred, and even Zhou Yi felt that he had really killed someone.

Raise your head, lean against the edge of the bed, and do your best to calm your panicked heartbeat.

Outside the iron gate, there was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the iron plate, followed by the roar, curses, questioning, and admonishment of Warden Alderson, speaking at a very fast pace.

Then, accompanied by a roar and the sound of a rubber stick whipped against the flesh, a man kept humblingly begging for mercy.

Zhou Heng exhaled, it seemed that he had just woken up from a nightmare, because of the interference of these sounds outside.

I can't sleep all night, once I fall asleep, it's a nightmare, Zhou Yi closed his eyes and listened to the noisy sounds, he could relax a little at this time, and he didn't have to worry about falling asleep suddenly.

I don't know how long it took, but it gradually quieted down outside.

Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes, his handsome face was covered by messy hair and beard, and he couldn't see his former face at all, like a beggar.

The cell he was in was about 12 square meters, with only a bunk bed, a half-wall in the north corner, a toilet, and a wash basin, no mirrors, no inmates, and no sharp weapons.

The small window above the toilet was the only place in the cell where the cell could see out.

At this time, it was raining outside, and the rain hit the glass, and the sand exploded drop by drop.

Zhou Yi stood up, walked to the wall, put his head on the cement wall, and used the nail of his left hand to make a mark on the cement wall.

Five imprints in one group, now eight groups and two, forty-two days, he has been in prison for forty-two days.

After doing this action, Zhou Yi paused and raised his left hand in confusion.

Every day when he marks a mark, he will subconsciously stretch out his left hand, and he can't say awkward when he uses his right hand, but he is not left-handed, how can he feel like this, is it because he has been in prison for a long time?

Holding his hands on the wall, he let out a sigh of relief, Zhou Yi closed his eyes again, and in forty-two days, he didn't know how many times he recalled the last operation.

The assistants and the nurses who patrolled the station, since they said that he did not have stitches, why didn't they let them appear in court to confront him?

This is completely inconsistent with the legal procedures of the United States, how can the jury agree?

And the eight hours after the operation, what did I do?

Why is it completely blank and have no memory of that period of time?

Who controls the computer at home, which can remotely hack into the hospital's defense system and directly delete all the surgical records of the day.

Of course, the most suspicious thing is that his defense lawyer, this African-American Zeiss lawyer, was appointed by the court, and throughout the trial of the case, he did not defend himself at all according to what Zhou Yi said, and directly defended him according to his guilt, why did he do this?

Could it be that someone killed Jennifer to make herself guilty?

Zhou Yi leaned against the wall, his fingers trembled slightly, and a pair of metal legs in a wheelchair flashed in his mind for a moment, such a picture was fleeting, but the feeling of dizziness made Zhou Yi seem to be suffocating.

He opened his eyes and gasped, as if only this gasp could alleviate the fear of the scene just now, and when he wanted to recall it carefully, he couldn't remember any details, and shook his head to try to calm himself down.

Second-degree murder, twenty years in prison, is he here waiting for death, waiting for old age?

From the initial puzzlement, to the later doubts, he even thought that he had really killed Jennifer, but reason told him that as a doctor, he would never be able to do such a thing, these hands were used to save lives, how could he kill patients.

But what happened?

The appeal was denied, for no reason, no written documents, except for a verbal notice from Warden Alderson through the iron door.

It is perfunctory to be verbally informed of such a serious matter, not to mention human rights.

At the same time, it also shows that someone took advantage of Jennifer's surgery after the car accident to kill Jennifer, arrange everything in the hospital, and destroy all the evidence, just to make himself bear the blame.

Now, the 15-day statute of limitations for appeals has expired, which means that Zhou Yi has recognized the verdict and has been facing four walls here for 20 years.

No, absolutely not, no matter what the cost, even if you die, you have to get out!

For a moment, Zhou Yi's gaze was firm.

Yes, you must get out of here, at least to know what all this is all about, a bold plan, gradually perfected in your mind.