A Farewell After Being Reborn

"Help us!" lan called out to the nurses in the corridor as he helped Ivy up.

The nurses rushed over. "The patient's complexion is too pale! We need to take her back to the ER and have the doctor check on her!" lan placed Ivy on the bed. She was in so much pain that the color drained from her lips. "I'm fine. Please, check on my father..."

The nurses wheeled her to the emergency room while lan hastily helped Ronald up.

“Ivy! Ivy, what's wrong? Are you alright?" The middle-aged man staggered as he chased after his daughter. To prevent him from falling again, lan supported him and guided him forward.

Sage stood frozen in place as pain surged through her body. Her husband, the man Tiana claimed didn't want to get a divorce with her, was now chasing after Ivy. He didn't even spare her a glance, let alone care if she was in pain.

Blood dripped to the ground. Sage pulled out a tissue from her purse and pressed it against the wound. Then, she took the elevator downstairs. Instead of heading toward Terry's car, she hailed a cab and left.

"Where to, Miss? Are you okay?" The driver asked after noticing that Sage had remained silent for a while.

Sage looked at the blood-stained tissue. "I'd like to go to a nearby clinic.”

The driver was confused because she had just stepped out of a hospital. He wondered why she needed to go to a clinic.

"The hospital has too many registration procedures,” Sage said apathetically. “It'll be more convenient at a clinic.”

The driver bought her story. “It's a good thing you ran into a local like me. I know of a 24-hour clinic nearby. Most clinics are closed at this hour." This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Thanks."

Soon, she arrived at the clinic that the driver had mentioned. As a token of appreciation, she gave him an extra 50 dollars. Sage walked straight into the clinic after getting out of the cab.

The doctor on duty noticed her bloodied palm and asked with concern, "Oh, you poor thing. How did this happen?"

Sage remained silent.

The female doctor fetched some disinfectant and tweezers. "Are you here by yourself? Removing the glass shards and disinfecting the wound is going to hurt like a bitch. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it. Why don't you call your boyfriend to keep you company?" Sage shook her head. “It's alright. Please just take care of it."

The doctor teased, "Please don't tell me a beautiful lady like you still doesn't have a boyfriend?"

Sage smiled. "I have a husband, but he's busy accompanying someone else and couldn't make it."

The doctor noticed her reaction and understood what was going on. “Your husband must be blind to leave his beautiful wife to accompany someone else.”

Sage smiled and remained silent. The female doctor stopped probing and began to treat Sage's wound. The process was painful. Most would have carried out in pain, but Sage didn't make a sound. In fact, she didn't even frown.

The doctor was impressed. "You're very brave."

Sage remained silent. This was nothing compared to the pain she had experienced from her stomach cancer in her previous life. Her phone rang after the doctor was almost done treating her wound. Sage glanced at the caller ID and silenced her phone.

The doctor asked knowingly, “Is it your husband?"