"I won't be a weakling after being reborn!"

My aunt, Kate, who was of advanced age, got pregnant. It was discovered that the child had an atrial septal defect.

I performed surgery for a whole day and night to ensure the safety of her and her daughter. Meanwhile, I advised her to be at ease.

Unexpectedly, the child was diagnosed with cerebral palsy after birth.

To have a son, Kate's husband, John, cheated on Kate.

Kate blamed all the mistakes on me. She even threatened to kill me with a knife and would commit suicide then.

When I opened my eyes again, she asked for my advice anxiously while holding her belly.

I smiled and said, "Your child is, of course, up to your decision."

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"Natalya, how is my baby in my belly? Say something.”

Kate, Kate pushed my arm.

I didn't say anything, smiling at her in front of me.

"Yes, I live another life, and I haven't died under Kate's knife."

I looked at her bulging belly. The baby was six months old.

She asked impatiently, "You said my child had a heart disease... What disease is it? Can it be kept?"

She clicked her tongue, looking a little impatient.

The report in my hands stated that the fetal heart had a ventricular septal defect, which required no major surgery.

The child could be saved.

In my previous life, I couldn't bear to see Kate, who was thirty-five years old, become sad and upset after getting pregnant. Then I did my best to save both her and her daughter.

But when Kate saw that it was a girl, she didn't show any good expression.

After the child was born for less than a month, she wrapped it in a blanket and threw it at the entrance of the hospital, asking me to take responsibility.

After I performed the surgery on this child, she had cerebral palsy.

I almost lost my job. She ruined my chances of promotion.

She kept boasting at home that I had a naturally unlucky constitution, and my hands were dirty and smelly. She said that I not only killed my father but also caused her child to have cerebral palsy.

My relatives didn't like me. Even my mother, who was the only one close to me, was unwilling to help me seek justice.

Later, seeing that I didn't want to take responsibility, she was so angry. She took a knife and wanted to die with me.

The nightmares of my previous life were vivid in my mind.

I took a deep breath and cleared my mind.

"Oh no, it is a heart disease! Your child has a heart disease..."

I sighed and looked at the report card repeatedly.

"What? Is it heart disease... difficult to be treated?" Kate leaned forward with her face full of worry.

"Yes...but... "

I changed the subject and paused.

"Come on, hurry up. Oh, I'm so anxious." She patted her thigh and looked at me angrily.

"Don't be angry, Kate. Let Natalya finish her words." John, Kate's husband, pulled Kate and comforted her.

I coughed lightly, saying, "It can be treated, but I can't guarantee that it will be cured."

"How can a doctor who can't cure patients work here for seven or eight years?"

Kate glanced at me with some disdain.

Even though I held overwhelming hatred for her, I didn't show my emotion at that moment.

"Then...should I keep this child?" She bit her lip, seeming a bit conflicted. Then she turned to look at John and then at me, acting as if waiting for my decision.

"What a joke. I exerted great efforts to save this child for her in my previous life, and she killed me."

"I won't care about her for the rest of my current life."

"I will let go and let her destiny call the shots."

"Kate, the child is yours, so it's up to you to decide."

I smiled and tapped a pen in my hands.

I calmly took a sip of coffee.

"You're a doctor. Why are you like this when we ask for your opinion? I will go back and talk to my Libby about it. She spoiled you so much."

"Whether I advise her to keep the baby or not, she will shirk responsibility on me. She just wants to shift the blame onto me."

I valued family affection and never argued with her. Now it came to this point, I no longer cared about family affection. After all, I didn't want to die again.

"We are responsible for what we say. Whether to keep the baby or not is up to you."

My words made her even more embarrassed.

"John... What if this child indeed has a heart disease, and we can't cure it?"

"No, it won't be like that. With the advanced technology nowadays, all diseases can be cured."

"Is that so... But what if? I mean, what if it can't be cured?"

"I got it now. She didn't want to keep this child from the beginning. I ended up causing harm to her by keeping the child for her."

"Then... should we not keep it?"

"But this child doesn't come easily, you know."

She complained in John's arms.

John seemed a little impatient, frowning and asking, "So what do you want to do?"

"I... I don't know. I'm asking for your opinion, okay?" She blushed, seemingly afraid to confront John.

John waved his hand casually and got up to answer a call, saying, "Do whatever you want."

"John! You... " She looked very embarrassed after being humiliated by him.

I glanced at her and continued to smile.

"Kate, go back first if you don't have anything else. You have taken up the consultation time of other patients. You can't cut in line because of your relationship with me."

"Who... who said I cut in line? I am your aunt. It's normal for me to come to you for a pregnancy check-up. Why do you separate public and private matters like this?"

She snorted and walked away with her bag.