Two o'clock in the morning.

The lights were still on in the Washington Post's editorial office.

Emily pushed open the door to the editor-in-chief's office and slammed a thick stack of brown paper bags and two boxes of microfilm onto the desk.

Editor-in-Chief Bennett was rubbing his temples.

"Emily, how is your daughter?"

"She's still at Mayo."

Emily opened the file folder and pulled out a sheet of paper that had just been typed out of an electric typewriter.

"But no one in the entire United States dared to follow Ye Zhen's plan to save her."

Bennett saw the bold English title at the top of the manuscript and his hand holding the pipe froze in mid-air.

When the rules murdered my daughter.

"This title is too heavy."

"The facts are more important."

Emily pulled out a chair and walked to the metal filing cabinet next to her.

This is not the first time the newspaper has investigated corporate lobbying records.

Gore Group’s political donations, industry association contributions, lobbying expenditures, and medical media sponsorships over the past five years have all been documented in paper form.

What truly prompted her to put pen to paper was an anonymous envelope that the receptionist had handed her half an hour earlier.

No signature.

It contained photocopies of stenographic transcripts from senior Gore Group meetings.

There is also a financial budget sheet labeled "North American Risk Management".

Several lines are written very clearly.

"Promote regulatory review."

"Restrict the dissemination of Huaxia standard clinical procedures."

"Media risk guidance."

Following the amount are codes for several receiving institutions and media projects.

Emily distributed the copies to the investigation team who remained on the night shift.

Cross-verification.

"Investigate the flow of every single penny."

"Go back and examine the microfilm, the nepotism among Chârgarde's board members and FDA advisors."

The veteran reporters returned to their workstations.

Someone went to look through the Federal Election Commission's public register.

Someone has verified Gore Group's lobbying expenses last year.

Someone called the home phone of a former compliance officer in the medical device industry.

3:40 a.m.

An elderly reporter walked over with a fax he had just received.

"The code matches."

"That Fox morning show received sponsorship from the Gore Foundation last year."

"The show's guest, Dawson, is himself a member of Gore's medical advisory board."

Bennett grabbed the landline receiver from the table.

"Connect to the Ministry of Justice."

"Come to the editorial department immediately."

Emily did not stop.

She added a statement at the end of the article.

"The author of this article is the mother of the child, and the medical information about her daughter mentioned in the article has been disclosed with the authorization of the guardian."

Bennett stood behind her and read the entire text.

Are you sure you want to sign your name?

"Sure."

"Gore's legal team will sue you."

"Let them do as they please."

5:30 a.m.

The rotary printing presses in the underground typesetting workshop began to run at full speed.

The strong smell of ink permeated the air amidst the high-speed cutting of paper.

The Washington Post removed all celebrity gossip and political sections from its front page that day.

There is only one signed long article on the entire page.

When the rules murdered my daughter.

At seven o'clock in the morning, newspapers were delivered to every street corner in Washington by newspaper delivery trucks.

Newsstands were sold out within half an hour, and the newspaper's subscription hotline was overwhelmed with calls from all over the country.

8:30.

Benjamin's father gave a live interview to the morning television news.

He sat in front of the camera with his wife in his arms, holding up his son's pre-operative critical condition notice.

"Yesterday, a Chinese doctor saved my child."

"Today, they told me again that she can't touch any patients."

"If Benjamin loses his treatment because of an administrative document, then that document is a tool that capital uses to kill."

The live broadcast quickly spread throughout the United States.

Outside the FDA headquarters building in Washington, D.C., the first protesters held up handwritten cardboard banners.

"Let the doctor save the child."

"Lift the ban."

"Children are not bargaining chips for capital."

Among the crowd, a procession composed of North American Chinese, international students, and Chinatown residents stood out.

They unfurled a huge banner in both Chinese and English, blocking the main road leading to the building.

"Medicine knows no borders!"

"Support Dr. Ye!"

"Immediately lift the sanctions!"

People of different skin colors and languages ​​stood together at this moment for the bottom line of life, and the angry shouts reached the top floor of the building.

It was almost noon.

Thousands of people also gathered outside Gore's New York office building.

The bulletproof glass door in the lobby on the first floor was smashed by the angry crowd, leaving spiderweb-like cracks.

The security guards were forced to retreat and locked the elevator lobby tightly.

Police cars were parked at the street corner. Several New York police officers who had been ordered to maintain order, after seeing the photos of sick children being held up and the banners being displayed, silently handed their batons to their colleagues, took off their police hats, and stood at the end of the protest line.

More media broadcast vans arrived at the scene.

Fox News crews also attempted to continue broadcasting the whitewashing news from the roadside.

The host had barely read half a sentence from the script when the live reporter was completely drowned out by deafening protests.

"Release the complete medical records!"

"Stop cutting out the doctor's professional explanations!"

Faced with the angry crowd, the production crew hurriedly packed up their equipment, hid in their car, and drove away in a sorry state.

The New York Stock Exchange opened.

The telephones in the trading hall were ringing almost continuously, creating a cacophony of dial tone as traders shouted themselves hoarse.

Gore Group's stock experienced a panic sell-off, with sell orders instantly breaking through all buy support levels.

At 9:40, the drop exceeded 20%.

At 10:05, the circuit breaker was triggered and trading was suspended.

After trading resumed, the selling pressure inevitably hit again, causing a market crash.

At 10:30, the stock price had halved.

A market value of hundreds of billions of dollars evaporated in just one hour.

Grant sat in his top-floor office, several phones on his desk flashing frantically at the same time.

The board demanded an immediate explanation from him.

The major partner hospitals sent faxes requesting an indefinite suspension of procurement negotiations.

Investors threatened to request Congress to release their financial statements and lobbying documents.

Bryce burst open the conference room door.

"The White House has intervened."

Grant's face turned deathly pale.

"Who gave them permission to intervene?"

"public opinion."

Bryce turned on the television on the wall with the remote control.

In the footage, FDA Commissioner Walker stands in front of a press conference podium, frequently wiping the fine sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief under the glaring flashlights.

He had a newly completed administrative review report in front of him, and his voice was hoarse.

"Following an urgent review, the FDA's previous restrictions on Chinese doctor Ye Zhen were found to have exceeded regulatory boundaries."

"This measure is to be immediately revoked."

"The investigation into the emergency authorization for a single case has been terminated."

"All treatment decisions for Benjamin are returned to the Mayo Clinic medical team."

Walker paused for a moment, then slowly lowered his head in front of the numerous reporters holding recording pens.

"The FDA apologizes to the families of affected children, medical institutions, and the public for the medical panic caused as a result."

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