My Ex-Wife Remarried Me

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.

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

was hit by a pang

dam inside

came flooding out, overwhelming her as she

knows what she had been

professional

wildest dreams did she think that she would

world came crashing down and was deeply consumed by such

she could barely

when she faked her death

that had been her own life at

someone else's blood was on her hands, which came out

to

don't cry,

hands reached out to her, comforting her in each of their own ways, which only served to make Amora

of the call, the

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

took a moment

from her face, she asked into the

yours.He had soaked your needles in poison that he'd concocted himself,

long pause, Amora asked furiously, "Why did he do such a thing? What does he have against

working at the hospital barely a month