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In my past life, I had believed Raina Ward’s words and ended up falling into her trap.
I suspected that the baby inside her now was already a stillborn. Last time, she had injected herself with labor–inducing drugs right before going into the operating room. O…y with our team’s frantic efforts had the baby been delivered–otherwise, both mother and child wouldn’t have survived.
“Nina Woodson, what do you mean by this? Are you cursing Raina to have
complications? What kind of doctor are you?” Dorothy Rivers shot up from her chair and pointed at me, her face red with anger. “Raina’s already in this state, and you still refuse to arrange the surgery?”
Tears immediately welled up in Raina’s eyes, spilling over as if on cue.
“Sister–in–law, I don’t know why you dislike me, but I’m holding on, supported only by the encouragement of my fans. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even have the strength to sit here and talk to you.”
Her followers on TikTok erupted with rage.
“What kind of doctor is this? Raina’s in pain, and she’s still stalling with tests?”
“She’s just out to make money. A set of tests must cost thousands. Half of it’s probably going into her pocket!”
“She’s scamming us live on TikTok! Imagine what shady things this hospital does behind the scenes.”
“We have to stand up for Raina and expose this corruption to the world.”
Raina’s phone pinged nonstop as gifts poured in from her followers. Even when some viewers pointed out that testing was standard procedure, their voices were drowned out by the mob focused on “justice.”
Ethan Rivers arrived, storming into the room.
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He jabbed his finger toward me, furious. “Nina, you’re deliberately trying to harm Raina’s baby, aren’t you?”
I opened my mouth to respond but quickly shut it. What was the point of reasoning with this group of idiots? It was a waste of time.
“Brother, I need to use the restroom,” Raina said softly, tugging at Ethan’s sleeve.
“Of course, let me help you,” he said tenderly, taking her hand as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
The display was so nauseating I almost gagged.
I couldn’t resist a snarky comment. “Wow, Ethan, you’re so attentive to Raina. Anyone watching would think that baby is yours.”
The two froze mid–step, their backs stiffening. Ethan whipped around, glaring at me. “What nonsense are you spouting, Nina? She’s my sister!”
Raina looked at him with wide, tear–filled eyes. “Brother, maybe you should stay away from me. I don’t want to upset Sister–in–law.”
“Don’t pay attention to her, Raina. Come on, I’ll take you to the restroom,” Ethan said, leading her away.
Dorothy didn’t follow them. Instead, she stayed behind, glaring at me like a hawk, likely afraid I’d leave the hospital or refuse to operate
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Raina returned shortly, and I noticed her Tik Tok live stream had hit number one on the platform. The comment section was filled with hate for me and the hospital. Rumors spread like wildfire, and media outlets announced plans to cover the story.
In my past life, this storm of controversy erupted after the stillbirth. This time, it was happening earlier. But I wasn’t going to let history repeat itself. I would make every single one of them pay for what they did to me.
Ethan and Raina refused to get the tests done, demanding surgery Immediately.
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I ignored them and focused on my phone.
“Sister–in–law, my stomach hurts. I think I’m about to give birth,” Raina suddenly cried out, clutching her belly dramatically.
As if on cue, my phone rang.
It was Dr. Leonard Caldwell, the hospital director.
“Nina, do you know what people are saying about us out there? You’d better get Raina into surgery right now.”
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