If it failed, the patient's family might go berserk and refuse to acknowledge the consent form. The leaders, for the sake of their reputations, might deny any responsibility and feign ignorance. Ultimately, Du Heng would be the one to suffer.
"Why should you do it? If you don't agree, no one will fault you."
Du Heng paused for a moment. "Conscience."
"How much is conscience worth? What if..."
"Gong, I understand. Don't worry, I won't proceed without assurances. I'm not a saint."
With that, Du Heng placed the consent form before Gong Daoyang. "Gong, you should sign it too. With the signature of a police station chief like yourself, anyone with malicious intent will have to think twice."
"You crafty young fellow, you've even roped me into this!"
This time, Gong Daoyang laughed and then readily signed his name.
"Go ahead and do what you need to. Gong has your back."
"Thanks, Gong."
Du Heng took back the consent form, and the two brothers quickly added their signatures.
