LOGINChad was pinned tight inside the mangled driver's seat. He had lost all sensation in his legs.Warm blood cascaded from a massive gash in his abdomen, quickly soaking through his white shirt.With great effort, he turned his head and saw that the folder on the passenger seat was already drenched in a deep crimson.The silver baby anklet had slipped from its box, rolling out into the muddy water.The distant wail of ambulance sirens finally cut through the storm. Rescue workers rushed over in the pouring rain, using hydraulic shears to pry open the crushed car door."Hang in there, sir! Your blood pressure is dropping fast! We're going to get you out!"An EMT's flashlight beamed into his dilated pupils.Right then, from another vehicle caught in the wreckage came a man's desperate cry. "Doctor! Please, save my wife first! She's eight months pregnant. Her stomach is cut open, and she's losing so much blood!"The EMT paused, glancing over at the horrific scene nearby.Medical res
Lucy was sentenced to life in prison.She attempted to use a psychiatric evaluation to escape legal accountability, but Chad submitted the evidence of her discontinued medication and normal blood clotting.I heard that on the day of the trial, Chad sat in the very last row of the gallery.Even as Lucy broke down screaming in the dock, he remained fixed in his seat, completely expressionless.He resigned from his position as the director of obstetrics and had my name restored to the hospital's wall of honor.Using every connection at his disposal, he had the diagnosis of prenatal paranoia removed from my records and publicly admitted to his grave error in judgment and gross negligence.The medical administration team thought he had lost his mind when he handed in his self-disciplinary report.But none of that could be considered a real punishment.The real punishment happened in the dead of every sober night.Chad redecorated the nursery. Every single night, he would sit beside
Lucy's fragile, sobbing voice echoed through the morgue's hallway. "Chad, please come back and be with me. I'm all alone in the ward, and I keep feeling like blood is dripping on my neck."Kneeling on the cold tiles, Chad pressed the phone against his ear.He didn't immediately soothe her with a gentle tone like he usually did, nor did he break down into hysterics like he had moments before.He stared blankly at freezer number three, and his voice came out eerily calm. "Okay. I'm coming right back. Just wait for me in the room."After hanging up, he used the wall for support and slowly stood up. Instead of returning to the VIP suite, he went straight to the hospital's security room."Pull up all the surveillance footage from the obstetrics department hallway and outside Lucy's ward from last night," he commanded the security guard, utilizing his authority as the director.The footage on the screen began to rapidly rewind.He clearly saw Lucy deliberately avoid the blind spot of
It was a death certificate.In the space for the deceased's name, my name was written.The cause of death was hemorrhagic shock, placental abruption, and multi-organ failure.As Chad stared at the paper, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, but he couldn't force out a single syllable.He tried to muster a disbelief-filled smile, but his fingers flinched back the moment they brushed the edge of the paper."Jake, don't play these kinds of jokes," he said, his voice completely parched."She barely even catches a cold. How could… It was just a cut. I examined her wound myself. It really didn't touch her organs."Jake snapped the unlit cigarette in half and tossed it into the trash. "Yeah, it didn't touch her organs. But that blade severed a branch of the uterine artery."Jake stood up, yanked the row of EKG strips over, and slammed them down hard in front of Chad."Look at them! By the time Caitlin was brought into the OR, the internal bleeding in her abdominal cavity had already ex
The blue folder hit Chad in the chest and slid to the floor. Several receipts inside were scattered open.Chad didn't reach down to pick them up. He just stared down at the copy of the blood requisition form.In the applicant's signature line, his flamboyant handwriting stared right back at him."Time of request: 7:45 pm."Recipient: Lucy Baker."The remarks clearly read, "Temporary blood allocation for maternal delivery use."At that moment, every ounce of color drained from Chad's face.It was as if the memories of last night were finally rushing back in high definition.I had been lying in a pool of blood, and the dark red fluid spreading beneath me hadn't just been amniotic. It was a massive amount of fresh blood.The spot where that paring knife had pierced me was a far cry from a superficial wound.My hand, clawing at his white coat, had been ice-cold. My fingernails had turned a bruised purple from severe oxygen deprivation.Back then, the ticking of the fetal monitor
Chad's head snapped to the side from the force of the blow. His gold-rimmed glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose.He didn't fly into a rage. Instead, he pushed his glasses back into place and asked flatly, "Professor Richards, as an educator, don't you think getting violent in a patient's room is inappropriate?"He even instinctively shifted his weight, shielding Lucy behind him. "If you came here to stand up for Caitlin, there's really no need to make up such an absurd lie."She only sustained a superficial wound last night. I examined her myself. None of her internal organs were damaged."Eve laughed from sheer outrage. Her tears splashed onto the floor. "A superficial wound? Chad, you're such a monster! When Caitlin was rushed into the operating room, her blood pressure was down to 50! Her abdominal cavity was completely flooded with blood!"It was a placental abruption! The baby was severely deprived of oxygen in the womb, and the fetal monitor was going off the entire







