Chapter 7
Even if it was a mix–up, the fact remained that my mom’s information was now on the death registry.
No matter what, she needed to come in person to cancel this death registration.
After seeing all my scheduled patients, I figured it was about time and went to the hospital entrance to wait for my mom.
As luck would have it, I ran into Zach and his mistress Amber, that despicable couple.
With his arm around Amber’s shoulders, Zach looked at me with contempt. “Well, look who it is. What are you doing here instead of arranging your mom’s funeral?”
His words immediately drew curious and probing glances from people around us.
Amber covered her mouth with a subtle laugh and chimed in, her voice perfectly calibrated to be overheard: “Honey, I think she’s just too heartbroken… Oh! I hope she’s not trying to cause trouble for the hospital”
“Trouble? She’s trying to extort money!” Zach’s voice grew louder. “Her mother dies on the operating table, and instead of giving her a proper burial, she’s looking to make a scene! Someone with such terrible character–no wonder her mom died. Thank God I divorced
her!”
Before Zach could finish, my mom’s voice came from behind us. “Lily, have you been waiting long?”
Zach instinctively turned around. The moment he saw my mom, his smile froze, and he stammered: “You… you shouldn’t… a GHOST!!!!”
My mom was completely bewildered. But that didn’t stop her from noticing the disgust on her “former son–in–law’s” face.
“What are you yelling about? I’m as healthy as can be. You’ll be dead long before me!”
“Lily Harper!” He whipped toward me, his voice shrill with desperate accusation. “It was
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you! You’re behind this!”
“You and your mother planned this whole charade!” Zach’s face turned bright red with anger and agitation. “You were trying to frame me! You deliberately made me think it was your mother having surgery, then had her fake her death on the operating table to ruin my reputation, didn’t you?”
His shamelessness nearly made me laugh with anger. Only a scumbag like Zach could come
up with such twisted, fact–ignoring logic.
“Zach, you can’t just throw around accusations. You say I’m framing you–where’s your
proof?”
“Proof? The proof is your mother standing right here, alive and well!” Zach pointed at my mom, utterly self–righteous. “If I hadn’t caught you today, I would’ve fallen for this vicious mother–daughter trap!”
Amber snapped back to reality and immediately teared up, leaning against Zach with a pitiful expression: “Honey, I told you… this was all her setup! She just can’t stand seeing us happy together and wants to break us up and destroy you!”
Her voice quavered with tears as if she’d suffered some terrible injustice. “Poor you, working so hard saving lives, only to be suspended by the chief and lose your bonus…”
I looked at these two paranoid victims with disbelief as I led my mom into the building.
When dealing with the mentally ill, if you can’t send them to a psychiatric hospital, the only option is to stay far away.
Half an hour later, my mom’s information was successfully verified. I also retrieved the security footage from my office, confirming that my mom’s health insurance card, which she had left on my desk, had been stolen by Linda. There was no violation regarding borrowed health cards.
Linda’s actual information was updated in the hospital’s death registry.
I had just called a car to take my mom home when Jenny, the young nurse, rushed into my
office.
“Dr. Harper! Dr. Collins is livestreaming about you!”
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