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.

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

was hit by a pang

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

God knows what she had been

professional malpractice,

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

could barely

even felt this helpless when she faked her death and

had been her

blood was on her hands, which came

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

of their own

choked up. “Everything is alright now, Dr. Nancy, you’re fine now.

her kids as she wiped the tears from her face, she asked into the phone, “Did they

yours. He had soaked your needles in poison that he’d concocted himself, causing the patient’s blood

furiously, “Why did he do such a thing? What does he

ago. How could she have offended or insulted

Dr. Jones didn’t have