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On December 31st, Gerald's longtime friend from youth accidentally hit me with her car, causing severe hemorrhaging. Due to my blood condition, I couldn't reach out to Gerald for assistance in time. Instead, I mustered all my strength to rescue Alma Barren, a pregnant woman from a wealthy family, from the damaged vehicle and tended to my own injuries quietly. The reason? In my past life, when Gerald arrived, he prioritized saving his childhood friend, Joanne Clooney. He had said, "Eleanor, do you think I'm a fool? Faking a pregnancy to manipulate me? Remember, I'm an ER doctor. Your blood

Reborn to Rewrite a Fatal New Year's Eve

Blood gushed from my mouth as I coughed.


Gerald snapped back to reality, his face etched with fear as he frantically asked, "Eleanor, who's the father of this baby? Eleanor, tell me! Who's the father?" My only answer was more blood, pouring from my lips like a fountain.


Drenched in perspiration, the director hit the emergency button, shouting, "Patient in Bed 32 is bleeding heavily! All departments - internal medicine, surgery, obstetrics, anesthesiology, critical care, and emergency - report to Operating Room 1001 immediately!"


Upon hearing this, Gerald went mute, his mouth moving without producing any sound.


With a loud smack, Gerald slapped himself, attempting to shake off his daze. He struggled to speak, pleading, "Director, I... I'm the emergency department head. Let me... let me handle this..."


His voice was laced with desperation, reminiscent of a novice salesperson desperately trying to make a sale.


He implored, "Director, please, allow me to do it..."


Chapter 7