Chapter 7

Natalie's POV

I smiled silently.

Before anyone could speak, I raised my head, my gaze locked on Vivian's direction.

"Do you know I'm the visiting specialist surgeon your hospital hired? I came back to the country to..."

Before I finished, Vivian suddenly clutched her chest and laughed.

"I don't know where you heard that our hospital secretly hired a specialist surgeon for a large sum, but do you know who they are?"

She looked me up and down, contempt practically spilling from her expression.

"The internationally renowned doctor we invited is a legend in global cardiac surgery. She earned a lifetime achievement nomination in international medicine at a young age. Top hospitals around the world line up for her to operate. Even the country's best medical teams rely on her expertise."

She looked down at me with my bandaged eyes and disheveled appearance, her tone dripping with mockery.

"Natalie, you think you can impersonate someone like that? Your eyes are blind, fine, but has your brain gone blind too? Are you making up these ridiculous lies?"

The medical staff nearby couldn't help but laugh quietly.

Vivian smiled and raised her voice deliberately.

"Dr. Wilson, could fireworks possibly damage someone's brain? Maybe you should examine her head carefully. We were classmates once. Since she's a patient at our hospital, we should take care of her. Early detection, early treatment, right?"

This time the young nurse laughed out loud, clearly thinking I'd lost my mind.

I ignored their mockery and turned my head slightly, my voice cold.

"Vivian, whether I'm her or not doesn't matter."

"What matters is that you injured my eyes. As the victim, I have the right to hold you legally responsible."

Vivian's expression changed, but she quickly laughed, unfazed.

"It was just an accident. Why are you making such a big deal out of it? Just because your eyes are damaged, you're going to pin this on me?"

"There are security cameras at the scene."

I wasn't affected by her arrogant attitude at all.

"Whether your actions will be judged as intentional isn't up to you or me."

"Also, all medical risks, economic losses, and damage to the hospital's reputation caused by the patient not being able to have surgery on schedule due to my blindness, you should bear full responsibility for all of it."

My words were clear and logical, hitting every weak point.

But the next second, she laughed.

"Natalie, you're really committed to this act, aren't you?"

Before she finished, I'd already fumbled for my phone on the bedside table and dialed the police.

The mocking smile vanished from Vivian's face, replaced by a flash of panic.

She turned to look at Ethan, her expression turning pitiful.

"Ethan, does she know I'm at a critical point in my promotion? Is she using this to get revenge on me?"

Ethan stepped forward and snatched the phone from my hand roughly.

"Natalie, that's enough. This was just an accident. What exactly do you want?"

He looked down at me. His tone was cold and impatient.

"Vivian is about to get promoted. Whether or not the police determine this was intentional, the publicity would damage her reputation. Your eyes are already damaged. Calling the police won't fix them. Why do you have to be so aggressive?"

My hand froze mid-air for a moment, then reached for the phone.

"Ethan, give me back my phone. You have no right to make that decision for me."