I Saved the College Beauty, Then She Made Me the Villain

Chapter 1

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When the emergency call came in, the dorm manager, Mrs. Peterson, blocked my way.

"A man? In the girls' dorm? Over my dead body!"

I was anxious, "In front of medical staff, there's no distinction between men and women."

I ran as fast as I could and finally saved the girl.

But then she tried to extort me.

"This unethical doctor didn't rescue me in time, which is why I have these complications."

"And when he was saving me, his hands weren't honest; he touched me inappropriately."

Throughout the holidays, my family and I were cyberbullied because of this. Unable to bear the pressure, I jumped from the building.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Mrs. Peterson.

This time, I wasn't in a hurry. After all, the person lying upstairs was Mrs. Peterson's daughter!

"I said no, and that's final. How can a man go up there?" Mrs. Peterson stood in the doorway, hands on her hips, refusing to open it.

"You're all thinking with your dicks, every last one of you! Letting you in would be like letting a creep through the door"

I looked at Mrs. Peterson, masking the regret and surprise churning inside me.

"Dr. Stone, please think of something! The patient is suffering from respiratory alkalosis," Chloe, the nurse behind me, urged anxiously.

I snapped back to reality. "She won't let us in. What can we do?"

Chloe looked at me, completely taken aback.

I knew why she was surprised. This was completely unlike my usual behavior.

In my previous life, I had stormed that door with the others, smashed it open, and rushed upstairs to save the girl.

I'd snatched the patient back from the jaws of death, but then she'd tried to extort me, leading to my tragic end.

Back again, I was determined to avoid that outcome.

However, thinking of this family's true colors, I quietly whispered to Chloe, "Get out your phone, and discreetly record this."

Watching her open her camera, I stepped forward to negotiate.

"If we miss the optimal window for rescue, this girl could very likely suffer permanent complications."

Mrs. Peterson looked at me with disdain. "You can talk all you want, but I'm still not letting you into the girls' dorm!"

She scanned us, then pointed at me, spitting, "You don't look like a good person! Are you some shifty-eyed fraud pretending to be medical staff?"

I bit back a sarcastic remark, but my face showed only anxiety.

"If we miss the rescue window, can you take responsibility for that?"

She said smugly, "That's just according to school regulations. Her life or death is her own destiny."

Chloe couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "You're just a glorified doorman! Not letting us up there is practically killing someone!"

How could Mrs. Peterson tolerate her authority being challenged? Her eyes narrowed. "Are you his side piece or something, getting all worked up?"

"And you look down on me? You're just a servant yourself!"

Our nurses were all new young women, no match for Mrs. Peterson.

Hearing her words, Chloe's eyes immediately welled up.

I stepped in front of Chloe. "What 'side piece' are you talking about? Just because you're that kind of person doesn't mean everyone else is. Let us in, a student upstairs needs urgent care."

Mrs. Peterson's face turned red, and she started spewing insults. "I'm not letting you up! Do you want to save a student, or just ogle the female students? You're shameless!"

I raised my hands to calm her. "Don't get excited, just calm down."

Chloe quietly reminded me, "Dr. Stone, time is running out."

I sighed, putting on a conciliatory look.

"What exactly will it take for you to let us in?"

Mrs. Peterson puffed up her shoulders, munching on sunflower seeds. "You can call the principal. If he agrees, then I will."

I tried to reason. "Then give us the principal's number."

She simply stopped talking. Chloe and I started contacting everyone we knew, and finally found the number.

"Dr. Stone, it's not going through."

Mrs. Peterson said triumphantly, "Can't get through, can you? Well, there's one more way."

I didn't speak. Chloe urged, "Just tell us!"

She pointed at me: "Make this man kneel down and beg me."