Meeting You Was Fate

Chapter 52 Lost In Oblivion

Mandy was at the JR Hospital.

She was completely knackered after the surgery this morning. Her journey as a doctor began when she had decided to be a doctor so that maybe she would have the opportunity to help an old friend. Unfortunately, her old friend was gone, and Mandy had been depressed for a long time.

Mandy had given up a lot of things she loved, on her way to be a good doctor. She loved playing the piano when she was a child, but she gave it up for clinical medicine. Every time she would see someone playing the piano on the television, her heart would ache faintly. There was a time when music had been her life. She had loved every note, and each note became like a little dancing angel.

Her routine life at the hospital and meeting all kinds of patients every day, made Mandy feel that she was only taking a step further away from her love: music. But she loved her job equally. As long as she could save someone's life, she would be happy.

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During her lunch break, Mandy was surfing the Internet. A medical team in Switzerland had been studying a case of congenital heart disease. The JR Hospital was recruiting doctors to join the project with that medical team. Although Mandy wanted to be a part of the project, she was afraid that she might not get selected. After all, Harry's possibility of being in the team was bigger than hers.

After looking at the website for a long time, Mandy finally sighed and closed the window.

Jamie walked in with a patient's medical report to see Mandy. He was excited as he could use this as an opportunity to spend time with her. But he would stay true to his profession as well. He began explaining about the patient's condition. However, Mandy's mind was elsewhere. Just like her soul was out of her body.

"The patient's condition is rare. His blood is too thick–it could block the blood vessels in his heart. I'm afraid that his life is at stake." Jamie was fidgeting with a pen, looking at Mandy curiously, and waiting for her answer.

Her eyes were fixed somewhere unseen, and she had paid no attention to what Jamie had been saying all this while. She answered perfunctorily, "Yes."

Jamie frowned at Mandy and nudged her. "Director Zhou, what's wrong with you today? Has your spirit left you?"

'My spirit has left me?'

Jamie's words snapped Mandy back to reality. She realized that she had been absent-minded for a long time. She couldn't concentrate no matter what she did. Mandy felt as if someone was squeezing her throat with strong hands. It was hard for her to breathe, and her brain was devoid of oxygen. She couldn't talk to Jamie in this condition.

"I'm sorry, Jamie. I'm not feeling well today. I feel dizzy," Mandy made up an excuse.

"What? Do you want me to give you a checkup?" Jamie was nervous. He frowned and looked at Mandy. He was worried–she wasn't her normal self.

Mandy shook her head. "No, thanks. I'm fine."

"Okay, rest well. I don't want to bother you." Jamie was worried that his constant talking had annoyed Mandy even more.

Later in the afternoon, Mandy's phone rang. It was from Fiona's school.

"Hello, is this Mandy?" The call was from the director of the Teaching Affairs Department in the No. 1 High School.

"Yes, this is she. Who am I speaking to?"

"I'm the director of the Student Affairs Office at No. 1 High School. Your cousin, Fiona, has hit her classmates at school. I hope to see you as soon as possible," the director said in a serious tone.

"Yes... Yes, of course," Mandy replied quickly. Mandy patted her chest with her left hand. She couldn't believe that Fiona could beat up her classmates. She was not a rude girl. She was benevolent and had always topped the class with straight A's.

Mandy rushed to No. 1 High School.

It was her alma mater. Mandy had always loved this place very much. But she was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery or take a sweet ride of nostalgia.

She hurried to Fiona's classroom. When she arrived, the classroom was empty. It was lunchtime, and the students had gone to eat. So, Mandy went to the office to look for the teachers.

When she pushed the door of the office open, and to her utter surprise, it was empty as well. Where was everyone? Mandy skipped downstairs and finally found the students' dormitories.

The dormitories had changed a lot. Mandy remembered how old and dirty the dormitories were when she was a student. Now the dormitories were finally renovated and looked spectacular and spacious. It would be comfortable to live in these rooms now, unlike during her school days.

Fiona was a sophomore high school student. She lived in Room 312 of Building C.

Mandy walked to Fiona's dormitory. When she reached out her hand and was about to knock, she heard someone talking inside.

"Humph, I didn't expect to have such a bitch in our dormitory. Her father is a gambler, and apparently, he owes debts of millions of dollars. Her mother isn't great, either. She is a drug addict and is still in the

rehab," One of Fiona's roommates said arrogantly.

"That's right. I never liked her. She was an arrogant bitch because she had always been at the top. But what happened this time will teach her a lesson," another girl chimed in.

"The posts on our school forum is awesome. There are already thousands of comments. Even if she gets away without being punished, it would be hard for her to come back, because everyone hates her."

"How can she be so shameless? How does she have the nerve to live after what happened? I guess that's probably because she has always been a shameless bitch." Fiona's roommates were laughing at her downfall. They were all excited to see her go through a hard time.

Mandy was shaking furiously as she heard what the girls were saying. She knew who they were talking about. They were plotting against Fiona, and Mandy couldn't contain her anger anymore. She let out a huge breath and banged the door. The door rattled with the force.

The girls' happy laughter was wiped out in an instant when they heard the bang. They were startled, and their mouths were hanging open.

One of the girls walked up to the door slowly. She swallowed loudly when she saw Mandy, who was a picture of pure rage–her eyes were so cold that it could pierce anyone with her mere gaze.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" the girl asked, trembling with fear.

"What nonsense are you girls talking about? Where did you hear that from?" Mandy stormed into the dormitory. The dormitory was so quiet that all they could hear was Mandy's echoing voice, and the thud of her heels hitting the floor.

"Who the hell are you? What we are talking about has got nothing to do with you." A girl with long hair, with a center partition of bangs that covered her forehead, stood up from the bed. She crossed her arms, raised her chin, and stared at Mandy with disgust.

"You gossip girls. Watch your damn mouth! Fiona's parents have gone abroad. It's not what you think. You all are good at nothing but fabricating news and stirring the peace of innocent people," Mandy growled. Mandy was furious and yelled at the girls in a tone that was loud enough to shut their mouths. After all, she had dealt with all kinds of patients in the hospital. Dealing with a bunch of silly girls wasn't a big deal for her.

"You...Are you Fiona's sister? Stop lying! We all know that she was adopted," the girl sneered as she looked at Mandy.

"I don't know where the hell you get this gossip from. But I do know one thing–if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth apart," Mandy said through gritted teeth. Her eyes reddened with rage. Once Mandy was done talking, she rolled up her sleeves. She wanted to get into a fistfight with these girls. She couldn't bear these girls talking nonsense about Fiona. Mandy hadn't believed the director when he informed that her cousin had fought with other kids in the school. Fiona was a straight-A student, after all. But now, she was sure that Fiona would have beaten the crap out of them.

If the words of these girls could provoke Mandy, it definitely would have annoyed poor Fiona. The girl with bangs looked at Mandy with frightened eyes. Mandy's menacing look, her dress, and heels made the girl understand that Mandy wasn't a weakling. She'd definitely do what she said she would.