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

"Hello? Dr.Jones, this is Esme.I'd like to ask, has there been a change in my case?"

"Oh, Esme! 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 Amora's call, explained to her excitedly.

Amora'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.Esme 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? Amora 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 Ronin Corporation came over yesterday.Esme, you might not know this, but the largest shareholder of our hospital is actually the Ronin Corporation.The incident blew up and even made international headlines, so Mr.Ronin paid a visit to the hospital first thing in the morning."

"What happened next?" Amora croaked after a while, eyes brimming with tears.

held a meeting! The police came over and had someone carry out an autopsy, as well as checked

by a

dam inside

that she'd been trying to suppress came flooding out, overwhelming her as she gripped her phone

could blame her? God knows what she had been through for the

of professional malpractice,

her wildest dreams did she think that she

world came crashing down

could barely

death and escaped

all, that had been her own life at

on her hands, which came out of the

over to their

cry,

her in each of their own ways,

other side of the call, the internal medicine

alright now, Dr.Esme, you're fine now.We're all waiting

took a moment

wiped the tears from her face, she asked into the phone, "Did

was working the shift before yours.He had soaked your needles in poison that he'd concocted himself, causing the patient's blood vessels to

Amora asked furiously, "Why did he

started working at the hospital barely