Chapter 7 Even though Serena had shut down the livestream the moment she sensed things going south, it was already too late. Everything had been recorded and was available for replay. Netizens quickly edited clips of her misdiagnosis and circulated them online. After Connor, one of the most respected figures in the field, publicly defended me, I uploaded my complete medical records for everyone to see. The reports detailed how I had been diagnosed with uterine fibroids six months earlier and had undergone a hysterectomy just last week. With certified diagnostic records from the hospital and surveillance footage capturing the entire process-from consultation to surgery to discharge-my innocence was no longer in question. In contrast, Serena's medical expertise came under heavy fire. What truly set off the backlash was the final part of the livestream, when she failed to recognize one of the country's most renowned medical experts. That moment alone sparked heated debate online for quite some time. One comment read, "That's like a law student not knowing the most notorious criminal in legal history, or an agriculture major who's never heard of the father of modern farming. What a joke!" Another person replied, "Exactly! Dr. Parker co-wrote our med school textbooks. Don't let his age fool you. He turned down offers from top hospitals in Avernia just to come back here. The man's a legend!" Someone commented, "Anyone want to sum this up for me? Is Serena Lawson really some genius in gynecology? Why do I feel like she's a fraud?" In this life, I no longer had to endure the relentless harassment and verbal abuse I had suffered before. So while on medical leave, I took the opportunity to contact former patients and family members who had once sought help through Serena's livestream. With memories from my past life still intact, I knew all too well that Serena had never been qualified to practice medicine. She claimed to be a genius in gynecology, but in reality, she hadn't even cracked open a proper medical textbook. She simply saw how deeply people cared about pregnant women and their unborn children, and used that emotional leverage to cash in. Her so-called international education was nothing more than a cover story. After failing to get into any decent universities in the country, she used her family's money to study at a no-name university abroad. Later, her family went bankrupt and could no longer fund her lavish lifestyle. She got caught working illegally and was deported. As for the medication Serena claimed could stabilize pregnancy, it was nothing more than tart cherry juice, mixed with some painkillers. Worse, she had bought the recipe for just ten dollars. None of the pregnant women knew what was in it. They simply thought it tasted sweet and tangy. The sugar gave them a little dopamine boost, which helped lift their mood. And the painkillers Serena had slipped into the mix did soothe the cramps. The two effects combined actually did ease their prenatal anxiety, and that was how Serena managed to build her reputation as some kind of brilliant OB-GYN. It was pure dumb luck. Still, every drug had its risks. Tart cherry juice might seem harmless, but it was highly acidic. In large amounts, it could trigger acid reflux or nausea. Meanwhile, overuse of painkillers could easily lead to dependence. 1/2 +15 Bonus That was why Serena only handed out three or four doses at a time. After that, she'd stop, claiming the remedy was rare and precious. Knowing the full story now, I only found it absurd. Any patient who had bothered to bring her so-called remedy to a hospital would've seen right through the scam. But people tend to follow the herd. The internet was singing her praises, so naturally, no one thought to question her expertise. As a result, in my past life, Serena and Gordon kept milking desperate patients for all they were worth. They raked in dirty money and lived in luxury, while I was left in ruins. Now, as I read through the replies from the patients I had contacted, a satisfied smile spread across my face. Support Share 2/2