Chapter 4 — Worthy People Are Never Afraid to Start Again

His expression immediately changed.

“The baby belongs to both of us.”

“On what basis did you decide not to need it?”

I suddenly raised my head to look at him.

“So you know the baby is yours.”

“So at the hospital, when you pushed me away, why didn't your hand show any mercy?”

He paused. His eyes flashed with confusion.

“At that time I was impatient.”

“I'm just afraid you'll do something wrong.”

I laughed bitterly.

“You're afraid I'll make a mistake.”

"Or are you afraid that your childhood sweetheart will feel some resentment?"

“Tham Ngon.”

“You haven't even asked the end and you're already accusing me.”

“In your eyes.”

“Am I the kind of cruel woman who only knows how to harm people?”

His face stiffened. Lips moved slightly but couldn't say a word. I zipped the suitcase. Push it towards the door. He immediately raised his hand to block it. My face was filled with helplessness, as if I was the one being unreasonable.

“Is that enough?”

“Because of this baby, I prepared to be pregnant for three years.”

“I've drunk so many bitter pills.”

“Are you really willing to give it up now?”

I looked at him.

“I don't even need it.”

“So why should I hold back?”

Speaking of which. My tears also fell.

“Tham Ngon.”

“You know how many years I have been waiting for the title of head doctor.”

“So much effort has been put in.”

“But I still gave it to Tran Lo.”

“One person can't even compare to a corner of me.”

“I know too.”

“How difficult it is for me to have this baby.”

“But only because of Tran Lo.”

“I don't care about your life or death.”

“It was you who pushed me down.”

“If in your heart you value her that much.”

“Then I will complete it for you two.”

“The divorce agreement I sent you.”

“Tham Ngon.”

“Let's end peacefully.”

I opened the door and stepped out. Never looked back. Behind him, Tham Ngon's angry roar was immediately heard.

“Manh Kieu!”

“Do we have to go to this extent?”

“Have you ever thought about it?”

“A divorced woman.”

"He even had an abortion like you."

"Who can I marry in the future?"

“Who will raise you?”

He still hasn't stopped.

“Don't think that if you have some medical skills, you can do anything you want.”

“Didn't you resign?”

“Just let me say one thing.”

“I'll see which hospital dares to accept you.”

Right at that moment. The last bit of hope in my heart... Completely shattered. I turned around to look at him. Every word is clear.

“Women don't have to rely on men to prove their worth.”

“I have hands.”

“Don't need any man to feed you.”

“Ah yes.”

“Forgot to tell you.”

“I accepted the invitation of Pho Nhan Hospital.”

“I will officially accept the job this afternoon.”

The expression on Tham Ngon's face immediately stiffened. Then little by little... I calmly turned around. Step into the elevator. Go to Pho Nhan Hospital. The director personally took me to complete the job acceptance procedures. Less than ten minutes. Everything is done. The office of the Head of the Department of Cardiology is a separate office. Large ground-level glass doors. Bright light. On a brand new desk. A pot of gardenia flowers is quietly giving off fragrance. The faint scent lingers around the tip of the nose. It's all a completely new start. Two days after taking office, I consecutively performed five surgeries, including two heart transplants. All patients recovered well after surgery. No complications occurred. The way my colleagues looked at me also gradually changed. From initial investigation. To the admiration that comes from the bottom of the heart. The patient's family members were so moved that they burst into tears. They also specially brought compliment flags and letters of thanks to the faculty. On Thursday I accepted the job. It was also the scheduled date for the abortion procedure. I was lying on the operating table, just preparing for anesthesia when the operating room door was suddenly pushed open. Tham Ngon, with a face filled with impatience, rushed forward and yanked me to a sitting position.

“Manh Kieu, wait!”

“Quickly follow me to the cardiovascular surgery room!”

Being suddenly pulled by him, I staggered and almost fell off the bed. The anesthesiologist who was preparing to inject medicine immediately shouted loudly.

“This is a sterile area, unrelated people leave immediately!”

Tham Ngon ignored the reminder. He squeezed my wrist, his voice began to tremble.

“Manh Kieu, come with me now!”

“If we're any slower, we won't be able to make it!”

Only then did the anesthesiologist realize that the person in front of him was the hospital director. He was a bit confused but still explained.

“Director Tham, sorry, I didn't recognize you just now.”

“But Dr. Manh is about to perform surgery.”

“The other doctors are all waiting in the operating room.”

“Please go out first.”