Reborn Rebirth Short Stories & Face Slapping Novels

After being reborn, the very first thing I do is schedule a hysterectomy. In my past life, my boyfriend's first love started a livestream channel to build her image as a brilliant OB-GYN. The moment she saw me vomiting, she deliberately claimed on livestream that I was pregnant. Right then and there, my boyfriend insisted that he had never even slept with me. I tried to explain, but she handed me medication to help sustain the pregnancy. She even told me to take care of myself and take them on time. Viewers made fun of my boyfriend, saying I had cheated on him. Furious, he broke up with me. Later, my personal information leaked, and countless men began harassing me for hookups. I couldn't take it anymore and jumped to my death. Meanwhile, his first love rode the fame wave of her brilliant OB-GYN persona, gaining followers and being idolized by her fans. But this time, I don't even have a uterus. Let's see how she plans to fake a pregnancy scandal now.

A woman in an expensive evening gown collapsed outside my clinic. I treated her and spent the entire night saving her life. But when her fiancé arrived, he demanded coldly, "You drugged her, didn't you?" Only then did I learn she was one of the capital's most famous heiresses. When she woke up, she spoke as if offering me charity. "Close your clinic. I own a mansion in the hills. You'll live there from now on, and I'll visit you once a week." After the initial shock, I firmly refused. Her fiancé slapped me across the face. "Still not satisfied? You think a country bumpkin like you deserves to be the Dawson heiress' husband?" I threw them out. Within a day, health inspectors and police officers came one after another. My clinic was shut down, my landlord evicted me, and the neighbors gathered around, accusing me of running an illegal clinic. I tracked the woman down and furiously demanded answers, but she merely swirled her red wine and gave a resigned smile. "The poor boy who refuses a handout? That story's old, and you're a terrible actor. Drop the act." "You saved me on purpose because you wanted to seduce me, didn't you?" She locked me in her hillside mansion and said she would take her time training me. But a late-night fire put an end to my life. When I opened my eyes again, a heavy thud came from outside my clinic. I kept my eyes on my tea, took a sip, and pretended I heard nothing.