Framed me, but I had my uterus removed
In my previous life, my boyfriend's first love opened a livestream account to establish herself as a gynecological expert.
When she saw me vomiting, she deliberately diagnosed me as pregnant during her livestream.
My boyfriend immediately exposed me on the spot, saying he had never touched me.
I tried to explain, but she prescribed me prenatal vitamins and told me to take care of my body and take them on time.
The viewers in the livestream chat mocked me for betraying my boyfriend.
In a fit of rage, my boyfriend broke up with me, and my personal information was leaked. Countless male netizens called to harass me.
Unable to bear the harassment, I jumped off a building and killed myself.
My boyfriend's first love leveraged her identity as a gynecological expert to become an internet celebrity, worshipped by patients.
This time, without a uterus, I'd like to see how she plans to frame me for being pregnant.
*****
Dragging my exhausted body home from the hospital, I had just opened the door when I saw my boyfriend Evan Hussain sitting on the couch.
Seeing me carrying bags of various sizes, he frowned.
"I already told you that when your stomach hurts, just drink some water. Why did you go to the hospital and buy so many medications? You've been scammed by some unscrupulous doctor!
"What woman doesn't get stomach pain during her period? You're just being dramatic, skipping work to run to the hospital."
With that, he lifted his chin high with a condescending attitude and pulled over Alisa Good, who was sitting beside him, to introduce her to me.
"This is my former classmate, Alisa Good. She's a gynecological expert who studied abroad for her master's and doctorate degrees.
"Hearing that you're not feeling well, Alisa is willing to lower herself to take a look at you."
I was almost amused by his shameless behavior and was about to refuse.
But seeing Evan and Alisa exchanging flirtatious glances, and noticing that Alisa was livestreaming, I suddenly had an idea.
In my past life, Alisa opened a livestream account to establish herself as a gynecological expert, answering questions for netizens online every day.
I had been having stomach pain. To boost viewership for Alisa's livestream, Evan forcibly dragged me over for Alisa to examine.
Seeing me vomit, without any proper diagnosis, Alisa immediately declared that I was pregnant.
I stared in shock with wide eyes. I had never done anything, so how could I possibly be pregnant?
Just as I was about to argue back, Evan said he had never slept with me, so the child in my belly wasn't his.
Alisa thoughtfully prescribed me a bunch of prenatal vitamins and earnestly told me: "No matter who the father is, this child is innocent. You must take good care of yourself during pregnancy!"
The livestream viewers mocked me for betraying Evan, calling me a slut.
In contrast, Alisa was praised as a "gynecological expert." They praised her compassionate medical heart, showing sympathy even for an illegitimate child.
I suggested going to the hospital to prove my innocence, but Evan refused to listen to my explanation, saying I must have conspired with the hospital.
He broke up with me. My personal information was also leaked. Countless male netizens harassed me.
All my social media accounts were exposed online, flooded with vulgar and offensive comments.
Unable to bear the torment, I rushed to the rooftop and jumped to my death.
After my death, Alisa leveraged her identity as a gynecological expert to be worshipped by patients.
She and Evan worked together, exploiting countless patients for money.
After being reborn, the first thing I did was distance myself from Evan.
But I didn't expect him to still bring Alisa to my home, insisting on sacrificing me to make Alisa famous.
Seeing Alisa interacting enthusiastically with her livestream audience, I smiled coldly.
I thought: "Alisa, you're the one who insisted on pursuing me relentlessly. So don't blame me for pulling you down from your pedestal."
Seeing me standing there frozen, Evan frowned with displeasure and forcefully pulled me in front of Alisa.
"I finally convinced Alisa to come here and examine you. Go prepare some fruit, then tell her properly where you're feeling unwell so she can check you over."
Evan looked at Alisa with complete tenderness, like a pug wagging its tail behind her.
My heart turned cold.
Taking in the situation, I lowered my eyes and obediently went to the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee, then cut up an elegant fruit platter and brought it out.
I extended my wrist toward her.
"Alisa, I've been having terrible stomach pain lately. It hurts so much I break out in cold sweats and can't focus on work. Could you take a look?"
Alisa didn't even take my outstretched hand, not bothering to look up.
"Besides the stomach pain, do you have any other symptoms?"
I quickly added, "I've also been vomiting constantly. Both stomach pain and nausea!"
After hearing this, Alisa pointed at me and declared:
"You're pregnant!
"The stomach pain is the baby moving in your belly. The constant vomiting is just typical morning sickness!
"I'll prescribe some medication to prevent miscarriage. After taking it, you need to get plenty of rest."
Viewers flooded the comment section with congratulations for Evan and me.
But after seeing the comments, Evan's brow furrowed deeply.
"I'm a very traditional man, so I would only do that kind of thing on my wedding night.
"Daisy White, why are you carrying another man's child behind my back?"
He spoke with righteous indignation, yet I could clearly see the barely concealed excitement gleaming in his eyes.
Alisa had returned from abroad, so Evan couldn't wait to break up with me.
A flood of comments instantly filled the screen again, but this time they were all cursing me.
Just like in my previous life, the viewers were all condemning me.
Alisa frowned and grabbed my wrist.
"No matter who the father is, this child is innocent. As a doctor, I can't stand irresponsible mothers.
"Remember to take the medicine I'm prescribing. You must deliver this baby safely!"
Her words completely blocked all my escape routes.
First, she declared I was pregnant, and with Evan's cooperation, determined that I had cheated.
Then, in front of everyone, she urged me to keep the child and not harm an innocent life.
The viewers would only see me as a woman with a messy personal life, while Alisa appeared to be a compassionate, good doctor.
Even if I produced proof that I wasn't pregnant, they'd say I was guilty and had secretly gotten an abortion at the hospital.
There was no way I could explain myself clearly now.
The livestream audience kept growing, the popularity rising steadily, and the platform immediately promoted Alisa to the homepage recommendations.
Seeing that public opinion had fermented enough, I looked up at them.
With an innocent expression, I said, "What pregnancy? How could I possibly be pregnant?
"Alisa, aren't you a gynecological expert? Can't you tell that I'm still a virgin?"
The live stream's comment section exploded instantly. More and more people joined this interaction.
Some troublemaker stared at my thighs through the camera and said, "Her thighs are pressed tightly together, so she does indeed look like a virgin."
As soon as those words were spoken, Alisa's fans immediately attacked without mercy.
[What do you mean by that? Are you saying Dr. Good's diagnosis is wrong?]
[Stop spreading rumors when you don't know anything about medicine. Dr. Good is a gynecology expert, and her diagnosis is absolutely accurate!]
[Isn't it obvious? This woman definitely cheated. Those people defending her must be paid trolls she hired, right?]
[I agree! Very likely!]
*****
There were many more comments like these, with dozens appearing every second.
Seeing the comment section supporting her, Alisa smiled confidently, certain of victory.
"Daisy, everyone makes mistakes. You just need to acknowledge your error and correct it. There's no need to be so stubborn.
"I'm kindly asking you to focus on your pregnancy for the sake of your health and the baby in your belly. If you have issues with me, you can speak directly, but you shouldn't question my medical expertise."
The bystanders who had been somewhat doubtful instantly began supporting her after hearing these words.
The atmosphere in the live stream grew increasingly heated. My photo was turned into memes with the caption: [I'm pregnant, but I won't admit it!]
My phone was also bombarded with calls. Relatives and friends who had seen the live stream kept messaging me, desperately asking whether I was actually pregnant.
Seeing the atmosphere reach its peak, I sneered coldly.
"Alisa, so you're saying you're certain there's nothing wrong with your medical skills. In your diagnosis, I am indeed pregnant, correct?"
Seeing that I remained completely composed in every word, showing none of the panic she had imagined, a flash of surprise crossed Alisa's eyes.
Then she nodded, maintaining her condescending attitude as she advised me.
"Yes, you are indeed pregnant, and you've been pregnant for quite some time.
"The reason your belly hasn't grown larger is because you're deliberately controlling your weight, not wanting the baby to develop too quickly.
"But Daisy, whether as a doctor or as a friend, I must advise you.
"The child is innocent. You can't harm a young life because of your own mistakes. You should focus on your pregnancy peacefully!"
At this moment, Evan also stepped in front of me, looking at me coldly.
"Alisa is right. The child is innocent, so I won't pursue the matter of you fooling around behind my back.
"No matter who this child's father is, it has nothing to do with me anymore. Let's break up peacefully."
Evan's words moved the people in the live stream. They all thought Evan was a good man who magnanimously forgave me even after being betrayed.
Many female netizens even said they wanted to marry him.
Finally, I nodded.
"However, Alisa, you kept insisting I was pregnant without even examining me. Can you take responsibility for what you've said?
"If I'm not pregnant, then not only is your diagnosis wrong, but you've also violated my right to reputation. I have the right to hold you accountable."
After hearing me finish, Evan's face instantly filled with rage. He shielded Alisa behind him and looked at me accusingly.
"You're still being stubborn at this point! How could Alisa's diagnosis be wrong? You're clearly trying to throw mud at Alisa!
"You'll probably just go to some random hospital to get an abortion, then claim Alisa misdiagnosed you.
"Daisy, I never thought you were such a disgusting and vicious woman. To cover up your own mistakes, you're actually going to frame a good doctor!"
Seeing him defend Alisa without question, I suppressed the anger in my heart and didn't step forward to slap them both.
Instead, I calmly took out the hospital's surgical report from the plastic bag and held it up in front of the camera.
"I wouldn't get an abortion, because I never had the ability to get pregnant in the first place."
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