Chapter 1092



“Is that so?” Caiden’s brows lifted in surprise, but realization soon dawned upon him, and his expression darkened. “Someone in the hospital actually had the audacity to tamper with the report?”

“Who did that?” the director asked, his voice tight.

Belinda turned to the door. “Bring him in,” she said.

Within moments, the door swung open, and two bodyguards escorted Diego into the office.

“Diego?” Caiden’s pupils constricted sharply the moment he saw the man being pushed inside.

“Diego?” the director echoed, his voice laced with disbelief.

Diego had been a respected member of their hospital for years. He had always been meticulous and dedicated. He had seldom made errors in his work. Who could have predicted that he would orchestrate something so audacious in complete secrecy?

The instant Diego laid eyes on Caiden and the director, he rushed forward, desperation evident in his trembling voice. “Please, I beg you, help me! Plead with Mr. Clark to spare my son! We truly realize our mistakes! If my son’s right hand is severed, how will he live a normal life?”

At his desperate plea, both Caiden and the director stiffened.

They simultaneously turned their gazes toward Lucas and Belinda, their expressions incredulous. Sever his son’s right hand?

Wasn’t that too extreme?

The director’s gaze hardened as he fixated on Diego. “Tell me exactly what happened. Why did you tamper with Dr. Wright’s blood test results?”

Diego didn’t dare to hesitate. With no other recourse, he spilled everything. He kept reiterating that he had had no choice, that he and his son had been manipulated by others, and that he had been forced to do it.

Once he finished his confession, Caiden and the director exchanged a solemn glance, momentarily at a loss for words.

From a father’s standpoint, Diego’s actions couldn’t be entirely condemned. But… he had utterly disregarded the unimaginable pain and suffering he had inflicted upon others.

It was then that Lucas finally spoke, his voice calm yet laced with an unmistakable edge. “Diego’s punishment is in your hands. I trust you will handle this properly and make us satisfied.”

The word “satisfied” was spoken with pointed emphasis.

Both the director and Caiden understood immediately—this was a matter that could not be settled lightly.

If Diego’s punishment did not meet Lucas’ expectations, the entire Grand Plains General Hospital would face severe consequences.

Without the slightest hesitation, the director straightened his posture and declared firmly, “Rest assured, Mr. Clark! We will address this matter with the utmost seriousness and ensure that both Dr. Wright and you are satisfied.”

Only then did Lucas’ expression soften slightly.

The director promptly turned to Caiden and instructed, “Mr. Rodgers, escort Dr. Wright to the laboratory immediately and have her blood retested. This time, the entire procedure—from the initial draw to the final results—must be recorded on video to ensure there are no mistakes.”

“Understood.” Caiden nodded in agreement.

This measure wasn’t only to ensure the authenticity of the results but also to dispel any potential skepticism among the hospital staff and patients. By now, nearly everyone in the hospital had heard that Belinda had tested positive for HIV.

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