Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Sasha picked up her phone to make a call to the hospital.

“Hello? Dr. Jones, this is Nancy. I’d like to ask, has there been a change in my case?”

“Oh, Nancy! Yes, yes, it’s been proven that the whole thing has nothing to do with you. After carrying out an autopsy, the police found out that the patient’s cause of death was poison. So, it wasn’t your fault,” the internal medicine director, overjoyed at receiving Sasha’s call, explained to her excitedly.

Sasha’s hands trembled as she spoke. “A-are you telling the truth?”

“Of course I am! This was all in the official report from the police. Besides, we invited a few TCM consultants to give their opinions on your acupuncture needle placement, and they are of the opinion that you did not make any professional mistake!” stressed Dr. Jones.

No one in the internal medicine department had wanted to believe that Dr. Nancy had slipped up. After all, she was an internationally acclaimed doctor, and everyone had witnessed what she had accomplished and what she was capable of.

They had seen first-hand how she handled all kinds of medical complications, and even proposed solutions to reform several flaws in the hospital’s internal medical system.

How could a good doctor like that made a mistake?

Sasha trembled in agitation. “What is going on? How did someone find out that it wasn’t my mistake?”

“They made the discovery after the President of Hayes Corporation came over yesterday. Nancy, you might not know this, but the largest shareholder of our hospital is actually the Hayes Corporation. The incident blew up and even made international headlines, so Mr. Hayes paid a visit to the hospital first thing in the morning.”

“What happened next?” Sasha croaked after a while, eyes brimming with tears.

police came over and had someone carry out

was hit by a pang

that she’d been trying to suppress came flooding

she

of professional malpractice,

get herself into this kind of trouble. She felt as if the whole world came crashing down and was deeply consumed by such despair and

now, she could

felt this helpless when she faked her death and

been

on her hands, which came out of the medical practice

their crying Mommy and crowded around her. “Mommy, don’t

her in each of their own

getting choked up. “Everything

as she wiped the

the shift before yours. He had soaked your needles in poison that he’d concocted himself,

did he do such a thing? What does he

hospital barely a month ago. How could she have offended or insulted this Lockhart guy to the point that he was willing to frame her

Dr. Jones didn’t have