บททั้งหมดของ Behind the White Coat: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The moment I hung up, my eyes drifted to the strip of bushes along the side of the road. A split second later, I made up my mind, yanked the steering wheel hard, and sent the car straight into them.The instant the airbag exploded in front of me, a sharp crack shot through my lower leg, like a stick snapping clean in half. Pain exploded from my ankle and raced through my entire body. I slumped over the steering wheel as everything faded to white.Yet I could not stop smiling.My leg was broken. It was not bad enough that I could go into the operating room, but it would not leave me crippled. This time, I was not going to take the blame. Without me to pin it on, I wanted to see how they were going to explain Garrett Lowe's death.I stayed slumped over the steering wheel, pretending I had passed out. A moment later, my phone rang again.It was Lilian Jones.I let it ring until it fell silent. After all, someone who was unconscious could not answer a phone call.The pain made my

One of the traffic police officers looked at me. "Are you the owner of the vehicle with license plate 7KX-9241? The one involved in the single-car accident on Jefferson Avenue?"I nodded.The family froze."What accident? He was really in a car crash?"The officer opened the footage from his body camera and turned the screen so that everyone could see."At 10:11 am, this vehicle suddenly lost control and crashed into the roadside landscaping at high speed. The driver, Mr. Porter, suffered a fractured right tibia. The hospital's CT scan confirms the injury."The video showed my car smashing into the bushes along the road. The front end was crushed, and the airbags had deployed.Garrett's wife turned pale. She looked at the video, then back at me. Her lips trembled. "Then... you didn't perform the surgery?"I slowly raised my head, and my voice was so hoarse it was barely audible. "I never even made it into the operating room."Tiffany stood up. Her voice was not loud, but it wa

The traffic police officer presented all the evidence again, from the body camera footage and photos from the crash scene to my hospital CT report. Everything pointed to the same conclusion.After watching the video, Howard frowned deeply and turned to Lilian. "How do you explain this?"Lilian bit her lip. I knew that look. She was deciding whether to play her last card.Beside her, Ethan anxiously tugged at the sleeve of her lab coat."Pull up the surveillance footage."Ethan ran to the nurses' station and came back carrying a tablet. The screen lit up, and a recording from inside the operating room began to play.In the video, a surgeon wearing scrubs, a mask, and protective goggles was performing the operation. The surgeon's height, build, and even the way they handled the instruments all looked exactly like mine.The camera was mounted overhead, making it impossible to see the person's full face. Only the eyes and forehead above the bridge of the nose were visible."This is

"Grab her!"Two security guards rushed forward. One wrapped his arms around Lilian's waist while the other seized her by the arm.Lilian struggled with all her strength. Her lab coat was pulled crooked, and she looked nothing like the composed associate chief she had pretended to be."Let me go! Do you have any idea who I am? I'm the associate chief! If you lay a hand on me, you'll regret it!"No one paid her any attention. The guards forced her to the floor. Her knees slammed against the cold tile, and her face was pressed to the ground. I was in this exact same position in my previous life when Garrett's family pinned me down before hacking me to death.I looked at her. For the first time, I felt completely calm.Lilian struggled to lift her head. Through the crowd, she found me. Her eyes were filled with resentment, fury, and a kind of desperate confusion. She could not understand why everything had fallen apart. She had planned every detail.I silently mouthed two words, "Pr

Ethan had lost so much weight that he was barely recognizable. His skin was sallow, and dark circles hung beneath his eyes.The handsome young man who used to smile so brightly at the hospital, the one the nurses always called 'the cutie', was gone. Standing at the defendant's table was only a frightened, trembling shell of the person he used to be.The judge struck the gavel.Twenty minutes later, everyone rose to their feet.The judge's voice echoed through the courtroom, every word landing with the weight of a hammer on steel."The court has reached its verdict."The defendant, Lilian Jones, is found guilty of criminally negligent homicide, falsifying medical records, obstruction of justice, and related offenses. She is hereby sentenced to fifteen years in prison."The defendant, Ethan Smith, is found guilty of falsifying medical records, obstruction of justice, perjury, and related offenses. He is hereby sentenced to eight years in prison."The gavel came down. A single, sh