Chapter 4

The crowd was so dense that I couldn't go through at all. After five hours of surgery, I was so weak I could barely stand.

After a long standoff, a nurse rushed over and dragged me away, pulling me out of the hellish scene.

I was brought to the hospital director's office.

Dad and Ethan were already there. Their faces were etched with exhaustion and despair.

The director, Hayden Moore, threw his phone before me, sighing heavily. "Take a look at what you've done."

I glanced at the screen. My name was all over the trending list.

"What an ungrateful daughter! She's a doctor but heartlessly abandons her mom's life."

"Does this heartless doctor even deserve to save lives?"

When I clicked on the comments, they were full of scathing remarks.

"Rosie Mitchell is my college classmate. Her mom once took a two-day train ride just to bring her some local specialties! Who would have thought that she'd turn out like this? No matter how good her studies are, she's just a morally corrupt beast!"

"I've never seen such a shameless doctor. She used her mom's life as a stepping stone for her career. Doesn't she fear her mom coming back to haunt her in her nightmares?"

"I curse this evil woman to get hit by a car, struck by lightning, and choke to death on water!"

Before I could finish reading, Dad collapsed to his knees in front of me.

"Please, I beg you. Dr. Moore has already agreed. Just sign the paper, and we can immediately transfer the kidney from another hospital for your mom. As long as she survives, I'll step forward to explain! I'll make sure no one criticizes you!"

Ethan also spoke up coldly. "Didn't you save that patient already? Now it's Mom's turn, right?"

I was about to shake my head in refusal, but the office door suddenly burst open.

A nurse rushed in, panicked. "Dr. Mitchell's mother just passed away!"

The four of us immediately rushed to the ward.

By the time we arrived, the ECG had gone flat. Mom was completely gone.

Dad, drained of all his strength, collapsed to the floor in despair. Tears poured from his eyes as he cried out, "How can I live without you, honey?"

His words were full of sorrow and pain. It moved the people around us.

Ethan's eyes turned red. He said through gritted teeth, "How can you be so heartless, Rosie? That's your mother! You could have saved her, but you let her die in front of you!"

The reporters and netizens, who had been waiting nearby, rushed forward. Red paint was thrown at my head, and black garbage bags were dumped all over me.

"Get out of the hospital! The hospital doesn't need a heartless monster like you! Get out!"

"You didn't even save your own mother! How can you call yourself human? Everyone, attack this ungrateful wretch!"

"We don't need this kind of doctor! If the hospital doesn't deal with her, we will!"

Hayden was pushed into a corner.

At the same time, a group of colleagues in white coats arrived, holding up banners.

"Fire Rosie Mitchell! Fire Rosie Mitchell! Otherwise, we'll all go on strike!"

"Get Rosie Mitchell out of the medical field!"

Ethan's eyes were bloodshot with rage as he spat, "Don't you admit your mistake?"

"Stop talking to her! If she doesn't admit it, we'll make her feel it!"

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering echoed down the hall. Then came a dull thud as something heavy hit the ground.

A nurse's face paled as she pointed at the window. "Shit! Dr. Mitchell's father just jumped from the building!"

A group of people immediately rushed over.

The building was eight stories high, with no safety barriers. Dad had died on the spot.

And I smiled.

Finally, the day had come.