The Man Who Burned Me Alive in My Past Life Was Also Reborn Novel by Fitzgerald Mitchell

Nancy bit her lip, her eyes welling with fake tears.

“I don’t understand… We already had the family’s consent. The whole team has been working non–stop, and the reporters are anxiously waiting for the good news.”

“And now, just because one family member refuses to accept reality, we’re being forced into this corner?”

A few junior doctors and nurses couldn’t hold back their anger anymore.

“Yeah, we all saw how hard Dr. Nancy worked! It’s so unfair!”

“All her effort wasted because of some unreasonable relative. This is outrageous!”

“She’s the one who agreed to sign! There are so many families desperately waiting for organs, and now their hopes are being crushed!”

Lucas stepped forward, standing firmly behind Nancy.

“I have no doubts about Dr. Nancy’s diagnosis.”

“Lola, you’ve made a scene long enough. Bringing your family in to pressure the hospital? That’s too much.”

My tongue tasted bitter, and the weight of everyone’s accusations and scorn weighed me down, making it hard to breathe.

Ryan squeezed my trembling hand and firmly demanded, “Since Jacky asked for the report, we’ll wait for it.”

A nurse was dispatched to rete

In the midst of the commotion, a group of reporters who had been waiting in the office earlier came over, quietly raising their cameras.

But I noticed something strange. Jacky, without showing any outward signs, subtly moved closer to Nancy and gave her a knowing nod.

Confused, I nudged Ryan and whispered what I had seen.

He caught on quickly, instructing a quiet, unassuming young man from the transfer team to do something.

There was no time to say anything more.

The nurse returned, carrying the brain death report.

Jacky skimmed through it, confidently handing it over to me and Ryan.

“The report is complete. All data is accurate, and the diagnosis is correct.”

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Ryan’s face paled in shock, and I let out a cry.

“That’s impossible! The diagnosis can’t be correct!”

Lucas, who had been tense moments before, suddenly relaxed, letting out a cruel laugh.

“See, Lola? This proves you’ve been causing unnecessary trouble. Now apologize to Nancy and let your brother and his people leave.”

My mother–in–law clapped her hands together, cheering.

“Her whole family is just as troublesome as she is! They’re all troublemakers! Get them out of here!”

Nancy pretended to be upset, tears in her eyes.

The onlookers turned their frustration toward me.

The reporters looked furious, muttering among themselves.

“This is medical harassment! Poor Dr. Nancy. She’s so wronged.”

“They came in like a pack of wolves, bullying one innocent doctor. I can’t stand it!”

“Someone needs to kick them out so Nancy can get back to work!”

The crowd’s anger surrounded me like a thick fog, chilling me to the bone.

Jacky, clearly on Nancy’s side, waved his hand to signal the security guards.

Ryan, visibly anxious, leaned in and whispered something in my ear.

I felt a spark of hope ignite inside me.

From the corner of my eye, I saw the young man from the transfer team sneaking back from Nancy’s office. He gave me a subtle nod.

With renewed confidence, I shouted at Lucas, “You want to back me into a corner, Lucas? Fine, I’ll give you what you want!”