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.

over and had someone carry out an autopsy, as well as checked the

his words, Sasha was hit by a

emotion that she’d been trying to suppress came flooding out, overwhelming her as she gripped

could blame her? God knows what she had

of professional malpractice,

kind of trouble. She felt as if the whole world came crashing

could barely think

felt this helpless when she faked her death

that had been her own

someone else’s blood was on her hands, which

Mommy and

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

the call, the internal medicine director was also getting choked up. “Everything is alright now, Dr. Nancy, you’re fine

she wiped the tears from her face, she asked into

the doctor who was working the shift before yours. He had soaked

did he do such a thing? What does he have

could she have offended or

Dr. Jones didn’t have an