Late at night, after finishing a ten-hour surgery, my phone buzzed like crazy in my locker. It was the new intern in our department, tagging @everyone in the main hospital group chat: "I'm getting married tomorrow! Everyone must come and share the joy! No gifts needed, my husband is covering everything!" Exhausted, I replied out of politeness: "Sorry, I have plans tomorrow. Congratulations on your wedding." The next second, she DM'd me: "Dr. Chase, don't be ungrateful. My husband is an investor in this hospital. Do you want to lose your job?" "I already reserved a spot for you as a server at the banquet. An unwanted old woman like you just wants to come to high-end places to fish for a rich husband, right?" Then, she posted her wedding photos in the main group chat. When I saw my husband's face kissing hers in the photo, I laughed out of anger. A trophy husband who climbed the ladder thanks to my family has the guts to keep a mistress and throw a wedding? I replied directly in the main group: "Fine. Since you don't want gifts, I'll send you a big surprise instead!" ... I turned off my phone and went straight home. The house was a mess. My slippers were kicked aside from when I rushed out this morning. It seemed my husband, Simon, hadn't been home either. Was he so busy planning the wedding he forgot where he lived? A poor boy who climbed up step by step thanks to the Chase family. Now, he's the "young and promising hospital investor" in everyone's mouth. It seems my long-term hands-off approach made him forget who he is. He really thinks he's somebody. I sneered and dialed my family's estate manager. "Freeze all assets under Simon's name immediately. Cut off all his supplementary credit cards." "Also, prepare a big gift for me. Deliver it to the wedding venue at the hotel tomorrow." I didn't sleep all night, but I didn't feel tired. Instead, I felt a sickly excitement. Just as I was about to leave in the morning, Simon sent a text. "Babe, you must be exhausted from all the surgeries lately. When I get back from my business trip, I'll give you a good massage." "I prepared a surprise gift for you!" He pretended to be considerate as always. I replied: "Sure. When you see me, I'll give you a big surprise too!" As soon as I arrived at the wedding venue. The new intern, Linda, was wearing a wedding dress, smugly welcoming colleagues from the hospital. "Oh, really, no gifts needed. My husband is rich; we don't need the money." "He's the hospital's biggest investor. We're all family now; my husband will take good care of you." Someone sharp-eyed saw me and immediately spoke sarcastically. "Oh, isn't this Dr. Chase, the ice queen of our department? How did you find time to attend our Linda's wedding?" "Usually, we can't even drag you out. Showing up uninvited today... surely not just to share the joy?" A sycophantic nurse next to her chimed in: "I heard Dr. Chase is thirty and still single. She probably saw that Linda's husband is an investor and came to dig for gold!" "Dr. Chase, you act so high and mighty in the department, but turns out you're just like everyone else." I couldn't be bothered with these clowns. I pushed a gift box as tall as a person straight in front of Linda. A bloody dog's head was hanging on the box. Linda's face turned green instantly. "Elena Chase! What is the meaning of this? I was kind enough to let you be a server and meet some elites." "Who are you mocking with this dog head?" I replied: "My family has a male dog in heat that pees everywhere to mark territory. Maybe he peed on you." "Doesn't this dog head suit you perfectly?" Hearing this, Linda started cursing: "Elena! Speak clearly! Who's the dog? Did you come here today just to cause trouble?" "You're just an old woman dumped by men. seeing me young, beautiful, and married well, you're jealous!" "Let me tell you, my husband will be here any minute. One word from him and you're out of the hospital!" I took a slow step back. To avoid her spit landing on my face. Then I tilted my chin at the tall gift box. "Alright, calm down. Time to open the present." In front of everyone, I ripped open the packaging. Inside was a massive set of custom banners, like the ones used at funerals, but with twisted wedding wishes. Left Banner: A B*tch Matches a Dog, Forever and Ever. Right Banner: A Scumbag Matches a Wh*re, Stuck Like Glue. Top Banner: Struck by Lightning. Dead silence filled the room. Linda shook with rage: "Elena! You b*tch! Psycho!" "You're jealous I can marry a tycoon like Simon, so you use these dirty tricks to get attention!" I picked my ear, finding her voice too shrill. "Linda, let me confirm one more time. Are you sure you want to marry this man?" She lifted her chin arrogantly: "Duh! My husband Simon is the hospital's biggest investor, worth billions! He makes more money by lifting a finger than you, a poor doctor, will make in a lifetime!" "Marrying him makes me Mrs. Smith, someone all of you have to look up to!" The colleagues behind her nodded in agreement. "Linda was born for the rich life. Unlike some people, trying to climb the social ladder at her age." "Dr. Chase, making such a scene today... how will you show your face in the department?" "Offending the investor's wife... I think your career as a doctor is over!" Hilarious. Climbing the social ladder? If they knew this "ladder" was planted by my own hands, I wonder what faces they'd make. Saving lives was my only dream growing up. This hospital was a gift from my dad when I graduated medical school. Just so I could pursue my ideal in a pure environment without distractions. Simon, an investor? Just a dog I can kick out whenever I want. Seeing my silence, Linda thought I was scared. Her smugness grew. She took out her phone, dialed a number, and put it on speaker. "Honey, where are you? I'm being bullied, come quick!" "That Elena from our department, she crashed our wedding and brought funeral banners to curse us!" Simon's voice on the other end panicked: "What? Elena? Baby, don't worry, I'll be right there. Don't get into a conflict!" Hanging up, Linda raised her chin even higher. "Hear that? My husband is coming! Elena, you're dead today!" "Not only will you get fired, but I'll also make sure you can't work in the entire medical field!" Colleagues started pointing fingers at me. "It's over. She pissed off Mr. Smith." "Dr. Chase usually looks smart. Why is she so impulsive today?" "Over thirty and still fighting with a young girl over jealousy. Doesn't she know her place? How can she compare to Linda?" Linda looked at me provocatively: "Elena, I'll give you one last chance. For the sake of being colleagues, kneel and kowtow to apologize." "And eat this unlucky thing. I might consider asking my husband not to kick you out." "Otherwise, you'll suffer!" I stepped forward, looking straight into her eyes. "Make me kneel?" "Are you worthy?" The next second, I pulled two marriage certificates from my bag and slapped them onto her face. "Open your eyes and look closely. The billionaire Simon you talk about is my, Elena Chase's, legal husband!" "And you are just a mistress who can't see the light of day!" The certificates hit Linda's face and fell to the floor. Linda froze for a few seconds, then laughed exaggeratedly. "Hahahaha! Elena, are you crazy for men?" "Photoshopping fake marriage certificates to fantasize about my husband? Do you have no shame?" She picked up the certificates, didn't even look at them, and tore them to shreds. "I heard some female doctors in the hospital are loose. Turns out it's you!" "Knowing my husband is an investor, you lost all shame. When you see him, will you drop your pants and spread your legs?" She turned to the guests and colleagues. "Everyone, judge for yourselves! This woman relies on her seniority to forge documents and claim my husband is hers. Isn't it laughable?" A doctor who usually sucked up to Linda stepped forward immediately. "Dr. Chase, we've known each other for years. I never realized you were so cheap!" "Who is Mr. Smith? How could he look at an old woman like you! I suggest you leave! Stop embarrassing yourself!" A group of people started pushing and shoving me. "Get out! Don't dirty Linda's wedding!" "Shameless trash!" I stumbled from the pushing, my lower back hitting the corner of a table. The exhaustion from ten hours of intense surgery made my vision go black. I held onto the wall, barely standing. Linda turned and splashed a glass of champagne in my face. "Kneel and apologize now. I might be merciful and let you keep the server job!" Just then, an unexpected person appeared. "Elena, why are you here?" I looked back and froze. It was my mentor, a titan of domestic medicine. Ignoring the alcohol on my face, I rushed over. "Professor, what are you doing here?" My mentor was the person I respected most. He wrote my recommendation letter for my studies abroad. To me, he was like a father. He patted my hand and sighed. "I heard a junior in the department was getting married, so I thought I'd come share the joy." "I didn't expect..." His gaze swept over the banners and Linda's venomous face, frowning. Linda immediately threw herself at him, crying. "Professor, you have to help me! This woman is bullying me because of her seniority!" The professor was known for being protective, especially of young doctors. "Elena, what is going on? Even if there's a conflict, you shouldn't cause a scene at someone's wedding." Before I could explain, Linda accused me first. "Professor, Elena is crazy! She has a crush on my husband and came to make a scene! She even sent a dog head and banners to curse me!" The surrounding colleagues chimed in, twisting the truth. Listening to them, Professor Zhang looked at me with disappointment. "Elena, you are the backbone of our department, a role model for young doctors. How could you do something so inappropriate?" "Apologize to her and take the things away." My heart went cold. Even my most respected teacher chose to believe the seemingly weak Linda without knowing the truth. Linda stepped forward then, smashing a wine bottle over my head. "Destroying someone's happiness deserves lightning strikes. Didn't you learn that, Dr. Chase?" "I'm three months pregnant with Simon's child. It's too late for you to try and climb into his bed now!"
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