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Li Ang didn't even glance at Catherine, the black head nurse who was still in a daze.

He then turned to the middle-aged doctor who was clearly the leader of the crowd, and said impatiently:

"Doctor, you seem to be in charge among this group. Can you tell me when my sister will be transferred to a different ward, now that your hospital has received the money? The medical staff in the regular wards are really unprofessional; I can't trust them."

As Li Ang spoke, he unabashedly cast a disdainful glance at the Black head nurse, Catherine.

When Catherine was swept over by that gaze, her obese body involuntarily shrank back.

His lips moved, but he didn't dare to utter any more harsh words as recklessly as before.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong was an instinct of this Black head nurse, Catherine.

However, she can't get an erection now.

Even if she were stupid, she would understand.

A boy who can swipe a $9,000 deposit without batting an eye just to get his sister a VIP hospital room is definitely not a poor student she can easily manipulate.

The middle-aged doctor was also made somewhat embarrassed by Li Ang's straightforward, even somewhat commanding, tone.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped forward and said:

"Sir, please calm down. Let me introduce myself. I am Jack Jensen, the head of internal medicine at this hospital. I can make decisions regarding this matter."

"First, regarding your sister's transfer to a VIP ward, I will personally arrange it immediately to ensure it is completed as quickly and to the highest standards. Before that, if you have any questions or requests, please feel free to ask me, and I will do my best to coordinate and resolve them."

"Director Jensen?"

Li Ang let out a disgruntled snort.

He stopped wasting words, and with a composure and authority beyond his years, he spoke clearly and logically:

"Since you're willing to take responsibility, that's perfect. Things have come to this point, and it's quite clear. During my sister's treatment at your hospital, her personal information was leaked by an insider, which attracted organ traffickers like Lexie Moran, who came to harass and threaten her with violence. She was extremely frightened, and her condition may even worsen as a result, potentially increasing the cost and time of subsequent treatment. That's the first point."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the silent medical staff around him.

Finally, the gaze returned to Director Jensen's somewhat pale face:

"Secondly, after such a serious security and privacy breach occurred, some staff members of your hospital, such as Head Nurse Catherine, not only failed to fulfill their due responsibilities and comfort and protect the frightened patients, but also openly insulted and discriminated against patients and their families at work, causing secondary harm with extremely bad attitudes and words."

"This is not just dereliction of duty, but a complete lack of professional ethics, and even defamation of my personal and my sister's reputations, which is suspected of being illegal."

Director Jensen's lips moved, as if he wanted to explain or refute something.

Li Ang raised his hand and gestured for him to stop, giving him no chance to interrupt.

He continued calmly:

"Based on the two undeniable facts mentioned above, after settling my sister in, I will immediately begin to do three things."

Jason felt a vague unease. The next moment, he saw Li Ang raise a finger and say:

"First, I will appoint a lawyer to initiate formal legal proceedings against your hospital for serious dereliction of duty in management, failure to protect patient privacy, and failure to provide a basic safe medical environment."

"Then we will pursue legal action against the hospital and the responsible parties, and seek compensation for all losses, including but not limited to medical expenses, emotional distress, and lost wages."

Everyone present was immediately stunned.

No one could believe that a boy who looked so young could be so organized and articulate, listing out the key issues as if reading court documents.

Especially the Black head nurse, Catherine.

The shock on her face was indescribable.

Based on her decades of life experience, she believes that the poor are not worthy of reasoning like Li Ang is now.

The normal reaction of poor people when they are bullied and driven to desperation is to cry, curse, throw tantrums, or even fight.

In the end, they are often taken away by security guards because they have no money or power.

Or perhaps you exhaust yourself and have no choice but to accept defeat.

The ability to present facts and reason in a clear, logical, and precise manner is a problem-solving method unique to the wealthy.

The Chinese-American boy in front of her, who just a few minutes ago was identified by the Black head nurse Catherine as a poor high school student, undoubtedly belongs to the latter category.

He is dealing with problems in a way that belongs to the wealthy class.

It's laughable that I just thought this young man was a poor wretch I could easily manipulate.

Not only did they ridicule him relentlessly, but they even sold his sister's information to the gang, causing the two of them to face a life-or-death crisis.

This feud has become huge!

This time, he didn't just kick a hornet's nest, he crashed into an armored vehicle moving at full speed!

Just as Catherine turned pale and her mind went blank.

Director Jansen's forehead was sweating and his lips were dry.

While the other medical staff looked at each other in bewilderment, barely daring to breathe.

Li Ang raised his second finger.

His voice remained steady, but his words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer:

"Secondly, I will contact the New York Post, WCBS, and several local news hotlines simultaneously. I will tell them about news hotspots such as 'Bronx community hospital selling patient information, kidney disease woman threatened by gangsters at entrance' and 'hospital head nurse verbally abuses and threatens seriously ill and impoverished patients.'"

"I believe our journalist friends will find this very interesting. Director Jensen, you should also know that public opinion supervision is sometimes more effective and direct than the law."

Director Jensen's back was instantly soaked with sweat.

He knew all too well what negative media coverage meant for a public community hospital.

Li Ang raised his third finger again and said:

"Third, I will gather evidence and submit detailed written complaints to the New York State Department of Health, the Medical Complaints Commission, and relevant patient advocacy organizations, requesting them to conduct a thorough investigation and take serious action against your hospital, especially the specific departments and personnel involved."

With each point Li Ang made, Director Zhan Sen's brows furrowed more deeply, and the color drained from his face.

After reciting all three points, beads of sweat gathered on Jason's forehead and slowly slid down his temples.

Three measures: legal, media, and administrative oversight, working together to address the core issues.

The logic is rigorous and flawless.

This was not a rash statement made on impulse, but a complete, ruthless, and highly executable counterattack plan.

He stared intently at Li Ang.

This boy, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, was, in his eyes, a ferocious beast in sheep's clothing.

Calm, cunning, and possessing a deadly ability to retaliate that is beyond her years.

Jason had no doubt that if his subsequent actions failed to satisfy the boy, every word he uttered would become reality.

At that time, not only Catherine, but even he, the head of internal medicine, and even the entire hospital will be in deep trouble!