Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

He stood frozen in place, breathing heavily, his gaze fixed on the girl on the hospital bed with her lifeless eyes, and on the couple crying in despair before him. The anger and resentment in his heart surged like a raging torrent, yet he had nowhere to vent it.

Fairness, law, and justice are utterly insignificant in the face of ordinary people's livelihoods and life-saving money.

He clenched his teeth, forcing himself to suppress his surging emotions. He took one last deep look at the lifeless girl, and finally nodded, forcefully withdrawing all his anger.

Seeing that his emotions had calmed down a bit, Lin Xiaoran didn't dare to linger. She gently pulled his arm and slowly dragged him out of the ward.

Stepping out of the ward and closing the door shut out the oppressive, desperate cries and deathly silence inside.

He didn't speak, but silently walked towards the elevator, his back view heavy and oppressive.

Lin Xiaoran quietly accompanied him the whole way, without saying a word, but gently holding his arm and silently helping him out of the suffocating inpatient ward.

Stepping out of the inpatient building, the night wind was even colder, blowing straight into my collar and chilling me to the bone.

But the fire in Chen Ping's heart was not extinguished in the slightest. It remained stuck deep in his chest, burning him with a suffocating feeling in his chest and a pent-up resentment that had nowhere to be released.

He walked with heavy steps, stopping only at the flower bed downstairs from the hospital. The streetlights at night stretched his shadow long and stiff.

From beginning to end, every aspect of this incident was absurd.

The person who most deserved justice was forced to withdraw the lawsuit.

The person who deserves the most punishment remains unscathed.

Chen Ping's Adam's apple bobbed twice. He turned to look at Lin Xiaoran, his tone filled with anger and resentment: "Xiaoran, you're a professional lawyer. Can you help this family with their case?"

His eyes were stubborn, revealing the purest compassion and seriousness of a doctor.

"No matter how much it costs, I'll pay the lawyer's fees."

"We must sue the school for dereliction of duty, sue the bullying students for intentional injury and school bullying, and hold those responsible accountable. We cannot let this go."

"This family has been wronged so much, and the child has been wronged so much."

Lin Xiaoran stood quietly in the evening breeze, looking at the lingering anger in Chen Ping's eyes and his unwavering stubbornness. She didn't immediately offer any perfunctory words of comfort, but simply gently released her grip on his arm.

She adjusted her collar, her expression calm, clear-headed, even carrying a hint of world-weary indifference.

This is the unique composure she possesses, a lawyer who has handled various cases and witnessed countless injustices over the years.

"Chen Ping, I know you feel sorry for this family, and I know you are angry about the injustice."

"But I have to tell you the truth, this lawsuit is pointless, and might even be a losing proposition."

Lin Xiaoran said very calmly.

Chen Ping's brows furrowed deeply, his anger intensifying: "Why didn't it work? The facts are clear: the bullying was real, the suicide attempt was real, and the school's threat to drop the charges was real!"

"It is precisely because it is all true that I understand the ending even more clearly."

Lin Xiaoran sighed softly and patiently analyzed the pros and cons for him. "First of all, school bullying is the most difficult case to define, the most difficult to prove, and the most difficult to hold accountable among all civil and criminal cases, without exception."

"Secondly, the students who committed the violence were all minors. Even if the evidence was conclusive and the bullying was true, it did not meet the legal standards for criminal prosecution. They would not go to jail or have a criminal record. At most, the school would criticize and educate them, and the parents would pay compensation and apologize."

"Once the storm passes, they'll go back to school and live their lives as usual; it won't affect them at all."

Chen Ping's face darkened, and his fists clenched again: "Does being a minor mean you can harm others with impunity? Do you think you can drive a classmate to suicide and get away with it?"

"This is a legal shortcoming, but also a rule of practice."

Lin Xiaoran's tone was calm, devoid of any passionate impulse, cold yet truthful: "I've been a lawyer for so many years, I've seen far too many cases like this."

"You are full of passion and want to seek justice, but justice is often too fragile to withstand the test of rules and human relationships."

"Haven't you heard about the case of those three kids who killed their classmate?"

"Even with such a huge public outcry, the case ultimately resulted in only life imprisonment and twelve years in prison."

"They're only teenagers. When they get out of prison, they'll be in their twenties or thirties, in the prime of their lives. It won't affect them at all."

"This is a human life at stake. Do you really expect bullying to result in a criminal sentence?"

"I..." Chen Ping opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

"Let's talk about the school."

Lin Xiaoran changed the subject, "Do you think this school dares to be so assertive and manipulate family members because it lacks background and connections?"

Do you know what kind of position a high school principal holds?

"They dare to openly use medical expenses to threaten to withdraw the lawsuit because they have thoroughly exploited the weaknesses of ordinary people."

"For ordinary people, going to court is a waste of time, energy, and money."

"What this family can't afford to waste right now is time and money. With their child lying in the hospital ward, the subsequent rehabilitation, psychological treatment, and follow-up examinations are bottomless pits, and they can't afford to delay."

Chen Ping stared intently at Lin Xiaoran: "So you're just going to stand by and watch them bully people?"

Lin Xiaoran met his gaze, gently shook her head, and said with a hint of helpless clarity, "Chen Ping, you are a doctor. You treat illnesses and save lives, but you can't save people from all the injustices of the world."

"You are not the savior."

These six simple words, though seemingly light, struck Chen Ping's burning heart like a block of ice.

"Every day, countless such minor acts of injustice happen across the country."

Lin Xiaoran continued slowly, her tone calm to the point of cruelty, "Some are bullied and suffer in silence, some are oppressed and forced to compromise, and some suffer injustice and can only accept their bad luck."

"It's not that no one wants to seek justice, it's that most people simply can't afford the cost of seeking justice."

"Even if I represent this family in court for free, cover all the expenses and handle all the procedures, the best I can hope for is that they will have to pay more money in compensation."

"The perpetrators will not be severely punished, the schools will not be severely punished, and the existing personal connections and loopholes in the rules will not change at all."

"But what about this family?"

Lin Xiaoran looked at him with sincere eyes, "During this period of litigation, the back-and-forth of public opinion, the repeated evidence collection, and the court confrontations will repeatedly tear open the child's scars and remind her of the harm she has suffered."

"She was already severely depressed and withdrawn. This ordeal will only worsen her mental state, and she may even have a complete breakdown."

"Parents also have to run around every day responding to lawsuits, bearing pressure, and facing rumors, leaving them physically and mentally exhausted."

"Even if you win the case and get some compensation, it will ruin your child's life and delay the best treatment and recovery period."

"Do you think this is a relief, justice, or further harm for them?"

Lin Xiaoran's words left Chen Ping stunned.