Can't Follow Through the Bet

The doctor finally lost his patience. Marching out of the hospital room with a clipboard in hand, he thrust it toward Huang Fei, his voice sharp with irritation. "We just induced vomiting, and the child expelled a stomach full of bread mush. Lab tests confirmed it's contaminated with excessive E. coli and other pathogens. Here is the report. I hope you can read. You kept insisting it was tainted pork, but clearly, you've been too negligent to even know what your son ate!"

He slapped another sheet onto the clipboard, his eyes boring into her. "And this is his physical evaluation. Apart from food poisoning, your son also has hypoglycemia and calcium deficiency. Thankfully, he's otherwise healthy, so these issues are likely due to severe stress. With a mother as self-absorbed and inattentive as you, it's no wonder he's under pressure!"