Chapter 1

The grueling night shift and back-to-back surgeries had just ended.

Suddenly, I was brutally stabbed to death in the on-call room by an enraged patient's family member.

With a dull thud, my lifeless head hit the desk hard.

As consciousness slipped away, I could still hear the family member's relentless cursing.

"Even your own people admitted it. You deserve to die!"

It's true that the soul doesn't immediately dissipate after death.

For the next two weeks, I hovered in mid-air, coldly watching everything that unfolded.

The family member who killed me and their accomplices were all arrested by the police.

Each of them was unrepentant and self-righteous.

My colleagues, who I had worked with day and night, were heartbroken and furious.

Meanwhile, the patient whose "surgery had failed" was steadily recovering.

They could even eat independently and get out of bed, full of energy.

— Medical Malpractice

These four heavy words crumbled on their own.

News media, social networks, and ordinary people discussed it endlessly, expressing a mix of opinions.

"Rest in peace, angel in white."

"No matter the profession, women always suffer the most."

"This doctor was just unlucky, encountering unreasonable family members."

"Even if it was a mistake, doctors' attitudes are terrible these days, especially female ones. They deserve it."

"Mistaken killings are rare, but unethical doctors are the norm."

"Hope this bloody lesson will awaken doctors' consciences."

...

After working for decades, I had heard such words countless times.

Even the most vicious and cold words could no longer touch my heart.

Besides, my heart had already stopped beating.

As time passed, this "bloody incident" gradually faded from public view.

Just as I was feeling disheartened and ready to leave for good,

The police brought the killer back to the crime scene.

For a final crime reconstruction.

Escorted by the police, he looked disheveled and dejected in handcuffs.

Yet he was still obstinately muttering.

"Impossible! There couldn't have been a mistake, it was clearly..."

"It was clearly their own people who said it..."

?!

An excruciating pain surged through my entire being.

My soul instantly began to tremble.

I wanted to keep listening to what he had to say.

But my scattered soul in mid-air could no longer sustain my remaining consciousness.

The light before my eyes suddenly vanished.

Complete darkness.

The next second, I was reborn.

Back to two days before my death.