"He was the one who convinced us to agree to the surgery." After a moment of silence, Ewing spoke.

"My wife didn't need him to be responsible, she just went to buy painkillers. It was he who persuaded her to keep getting checked. Without him, we wouldn't have known about the existence of the tumor at all, and we wouldn't have agreed to surgery, and my wife wouldn't have died without surgery. Sean couldn't help but want to say something, but Jessica stopped him.

She quietly snorted at Brooklyn. Brooklyn sighed and said

"Mr. Ewing, you must know that you have signed a preoperative consent form, which clearly lists the risk of death from the surgery." Brooklyn shook the thin piece of paper

"It's signed on it, Ewing Padraik."

"It shows that you know and accept the risk of death."

"And that's not all." Brooklyn flipped through the preoperative consent form and read

"There are also anesthesia accidents, abnormal fluctuations in vital signs during and after surgery, and arrest of heartbeat and breathing."

"There are heart, lung, liver, kidney and other visceral failure, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular accidents, and fat embolism syndrome that may occur during and after surgery."

"There are also fractures, tissue necrosis, trauma, massive bleeding, ......"

"I didn't even know there were so many risks associated with surgery." Brooklyn sighed.

"But you signed it, Ewing."

"Frankly, I don't think you have any chance of winning this lawsuit. I usually don't say this kind of thing to the parties, let alone in public. It would make me look unprofessional. It also doesn't meet the requirements of the profession for me. ”

"But I can see what you're trying to do, Mr. Ewing."

"If you insist, let's continue, and then I'll ask Dr. Shaun Murphy to plead guilty, and then give you three days to prepare and file a list of evidence."

"Three days should be enough, and I understand that you have been preparing for at least a month."

"Then the trial will start next Tuesday, the jury will be screened, and the trial will begin." At this point, Brooklyn stopped.

He's said enough. If he continues, he'll have to be investigated. If it weren't for the phone call from that shit-bastard mayor, he wouldn't have said a word.

It's all to blame on the mayor of Bichiyang! Brooklyn cursed in her heart. But think about the check that arrives right away, and the numbers on it can be given to e. Renovated inside and out, each courtroom can be equipped with more advanced audio and video equipment, and the manpower can be expanded.

Brooklyn could only curse in his heart. But these words are not all about the mayor of Bichiyang and his check face, but also Brooklyn's real thoughts.

No matter who wins this trial, there will be no winner. Bellevue Public Hospital will be affected by the lawsuit, Sean Murphy is under pressure that should not be his, and Ewing gives everything and nothing.

And Brooklyn will also waste time and energy on a lawsuit that shouldn't have existed. All eyes were on Ewing.

Ewing's expression changed several times, and his heart continued to struggle, and finally returned to peace.

“no。” Ewing slowly spit out the answer.

“ok。” Brooklyn put away his unprofessional emotions and began to follow the process and ask Sean Murphy questions.

With Jessica's help, Shaun Murphy gave a 'not guilty plea' answer. Brooklyn glanced at the time, stopped talking nonsense, and directly announced that the case had officially entered the acceptance process, and the two sides were ready to submit a list of evidence.

Before it ended, Brooklyn warned

"I have tried many personal lawsuits against institutions, and I have many unpleasant memories. I don't want those memories to be in this case. ”

"Whoever dares to reach out outside the law and procedure, ladies and gentlemen, don't blame me for chopping off his palm."

"This is my court, my territory, you should know, I dare to do that." Coming down from the courtroom, before Brooklyn could catch his breath and mourn for the high-end audio and video equipment that flew away, Nelly's side came to urge.

"Brooklyn, Cornell Presbyterian needs you to get there as soon as possible, that guy is in a bad situation."

"What's wrong again?" Brooklyn asked as she took off her robe and changed her coat.

"While the nurse was not paying attention, I stole a knife and ran to the bathroom, ready to do it myself."

"Obviously, he didn't have specialized surgical training."

"The hospital said we better hurry." After introducing the situation, Nelly stepped forward to help Brooklyn straighten her collar and reminded

"The people on the board of directors of the hospital are also waiting for you, and they are ready to talk to you about the follow-up cooperation."

"Brooklyn, talk to them. Don't throw tantrums. ”

"When did I lose my temper?" Brooklyn asked, dissatisfied, as she stood there and let Nelly wrap herself in a scarf.

"Now." Wrapping her scarf, Nelly took her hat and handed it to Brooklyn

"Brooklyn, that's not your courtroom."

"When you want to leave, think about the money they save us every year, think about the numbers on your account."

"Okay, got it, Mother Nelly." ……………… When Brooklyn arrived at Cornell Presbyterian Hospital, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

The hospital's director and two board members greeted Brooklyn into the conference room, looking enthusiastic.

After a moment of pleasantries, Brooklyn got up and said

"Let's go see Jimmy first. I've heard that his situation is not encouraging. Accompanied by the dean, the group moved to the ward, and Brooklyn finally met the brother.

He was lying pale on a hospital bed, and next to him sat a lady with red and swollen eyes. There were also several doctors in the room, closely monitoring Jimmy's signs.

Brooklyn listened to the doctor's opinion first.

"Anti-androgen drugs should be more than just one he takes, right? Do all anti-androgens cause a stroke? ”

"We tried to find an alternative medicine for him." A doctor spoke

"For example, leuprolide acetate. But it doesn't work at all. Brooklyn looked at Jimmy.

"Hello Jimmy, I'm E.. Judge Y, Brooklyn Lee. The next thing is for me to rule on whether you need to cut it out or not. Jimmy's eyes were still closed, lying on the hospital bed, trembling slightly.

Brooklyn pointed at Jimmy, looking inquiringly at the doctor.

"He did not agree to use any painkillers." The doctor explained in a low voice.

"You claim to be a coppersmith?" Brooklyn nodded, walked over to Jimmy, and asked. The room fell silent, and the red-eyed woman looked up at Jimmy.

Jimmy opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Brooklyn with a complicated look in his eyes.

"I'm not a monster." He said with a slight tremble.

"I've never touched anyone." As if he was afraid that Brooklyn would not understand, he followed another explanation

"I haven't touched a single child." In just three sentences, Jimmy was sweating in pain. Jimmy's wife wiped the corners of her eyes and stood up.

"Judge Brooklyn, he's my husband, and I can't just watch him hurt himself." Jimmy said as he shook his wife's hand

"Oliver, if you love me, let me finish it." Oliver's tears could not be held back any longer, and she cried and shook her head constantly.

But he could no longer utter a complete sentence. Just keep repeating 'no' and 'no'.

Just as the hospital room was immersed in grief, a doctor behind Brooklyn tugged at the corners of his mouth. This scene happens to be seen by Jimmy.

"Doctor, do you like women?" He asked, somewhat angrily, in a loud voice. Brooklyn turned back to the doctor.

All eyes in the room were on the doctor.

"Yes, adult women." The doctor shrugged his shoulders and replied nonchalantly.

"If this behavior is condemnable, do you think you can control yourself?" Jimmy asked.

Seeing that the doctor didn't speak, Jimmy continued

"You can't imagine how to live with such thoughts."

"I hate these thoughts,"

"I hate myself for having these thoughts."

"But I can't help it." Jimmy looked around the room, and everyone lowered their heads, avoiding the gaze he was looking at.

"I'm scared of the people around me looking at me like they do."

"But I'm more afraid of what I might do." Jimmy's gaze finally stopped at Brooklyn, and he stared straight at Brooklyn

"So, Judge, let me finish it." Finally, he looked at his wife, kissed her forehead gently, and whispered something in her ear

"I'm sorry, Oliver." Just as Brooklyn was about to speak, the instrument next to the bed suddenly screamed.

At the same time, Jimmy clenched his hands and arched his body, moaning in pain. Brooklyn stepped back and gave up his spot to the doctors.

The doctors rushed up, surrounded Jimmy, and after a brief examination, pushed him and began to run wildly in the direction of the operating room.

Shortly after entering the operating room, a doctor emerged from the operating room and hurried to Brooklyn.

"Jimmy is experiencing symptoms of intravascular hemolysis."

"After resuscitation, his prothrombin time and partial thromboplastin time have decreased, his systolic blood pressure has also stabilized at 110, the monitor has no ectopia, and his condition has stabilized."

"But low testosterone may have caused him to have an acute vascular reaction, circulatory collapse, an increased risk of blood clots, and stroke......" Halfway through, the doctor suddenly realized that Brooklyn didn't understand this, so he changed his mind.

"Jimmy's body can't withstand any drop in g-pills, and removing g-pills could kill him. So, judge. Brooklyn looked left and right, and said

"Nothing is more expensive than life, so go for it." The doctor nodded and hurried away.

Beside them, Jimmy's wife, Oliver, covered her mouth and cried tears of joy when she heard Brooklyn's words.

After saying goodbye to Oliver, Brooklyn returned to the conference room with the dean and the others to discuss continuing to work together.

There's a lot to discuss, and Brooklyn takes Nelly's advice to heart and learns to handle things.

Brooklyn knew that this kind of communication would not be less in the future, not only would it not be less, but would increase as his status increased.

Bob had helped him turn down a lot of invitations to banquets when he was just a basic judge, but now that he's the chief judge, it's hard to turn down many invitations.

What about later? Did he become a Circuit Judge, a Circuit Chief Justice, or even a Chief Justice? Whether Brooklyn wants to go up or not, as long as he wants to go up, he has to be on this occasion, and as long as he wants to go up, he has to be there.

Finally, it was over, and the time had come to five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was dark. Brooklyn politely declined the hospital's board of trustees' invitation to a banquet.

He did have something. Due to the unexpectedly long time spent on this incident, the divorce lawsuit that was originally planned to be held in the afternoon could only be moved back, and in order to avoid the divorce from affecting the subsequent court arrangement, he had to take the divorce complaint home to study, in order to end the divorce as soon as possible.

On the way downstairs, Brooklyn asks about Jimmy. He was very impressed with Jimmy.

Brooklyn has sent more than one coppersmith to prison, and some coppersmiths will even develop into real psychic BTs, and they will even kill people to cover up their little secrets.

But Jimmy wasn't that kind of person. In Brooklyn's view, the biggest difference between Jimmy and other copper smelters is that Jimmy knows how to control his desires, and he does not overwhelm them, but fights them.

This is the biggest difference between man and beast. The dean made a phone call, and the doctor who had been reporting to Brooklyn outside the operating room hurried in and walked downstairs to explain the operation.

This time, instead of choosing a bunch of jargon, he introduced it in an easy-to-understand way.

Brooklyn easily understood. Overall, the surgery was a success, and they are helping Jimmy find other ways to suppress his urges.

While they were talking, everyone was outside, and the doctor's pager suddenly rang. He nodded apologetically at Brooklyn and walked over to check the information.

Brooklyn stopped, about to say something goodbye, when he suddenly saw Jimmy standing across the street.

The expression on his face made Brooklyn frown, and a bad premonition came to his mind. Jimmy saw him too.

"Jim......" Brooklyn was just about to speak, when he saw Jimmy turn his head and glance at the streetlight, and the red light happened to turn green.

Jimmy turned his head, gave Brooklyn a desperate look, and took a step. The next moment, a van roared by—bang~~