"River, what did you say to Agnes? Why did she take sleeping pills? Why would she try to kill herself?"
Spencer's furious roar pierced through the phone, piercing my ears.
I held the phone expressionless, trying to count how many times this had happened. How many times have I been slandered and framed?
Sigh, I'd lost count long ago. There were too many to remember.
"Is she dead?" I spoke calmly, then quickly hung up before more curses could come through the line.
I walked into the hospital alone, looking for a place to rest while waiting for the system to prompt the suicide time. But the moment I sat down, a slap struck my face.
"River, you've gone too far!"
Spencer, clad in a white coat, couldn't hide the rage in his eyes.
"I thought you were merely spoiled, but I never imagined you harbored intentions to harm others!"
"You're truly the child of a murderer. Your bad genes are undeniable!"
"Even after being raised in the Saint Family for eighteen years, you're still a complete villain!"
"Kneel outside the emergency room and wait for Agnes to wake up safely!"
He grabbed my arm and yanked me up. I struggled hard, until my head slammed against the wall—and then everything went black.
When I felt the warm drip of liquid from my forehead, Spencer froze. His eyes were filled with surprise and panic.
"Spencer, I have never hurt Agnes. And I will not bear a crime I didn't commit," I spoke calmly as I wiped the blood from my face.
A flicker of disappointment crossed Spencer's eyes, then he smiled sarcastically as he scoffed, "You didn't hurt Agnes, you say? Then what are you doing at the hospital, looking so guilty? Don't tell me you came to the hospital in the middle of the night just for fun?"
"I came to the hospital to commit suicide," My lips pressed together as I spoke calmly.
The method of suicide I chose in the system was to prevent a hospital tragedy.
Tonight, a large-scale hospital violence incident will occur here. A man, armed with a knife, would attack seven doctors before jumping to his death.
One of the victims was a female doctor specializing in various women's diseases and cancers. Before her death, she would have proposed a speculum reform and developed medical-grade sanitary pads, which significantly reduced the risk of inflammation for women.
In my original world, my mother didn't have long to live because of uterine cancer. That was why the system chose me.