How to Send Them to Hell Chapter 1

My fiancé John called me insane. The stunning new nurse Chelsea burst into tears.

—In my past life,

Movie star Julian Vance was admitted with severe pulmonary hypertension. The whole ER team saved him, then I guarded him for 24 hours. Yet he died minutes before shift change.

Chelsea accused me: "Chloe Blackwood has no ethics! You always play on your phone..." Fake sobs shook her voice. "That was a living person!"

John even presented my venting recordings as "proof": "Don’t neglect lives just because you hate your job!"

Julian’s fans got me fired. Extremists threw sulfuric acid on me. I died in agony.

In death, I saw Chelsea marry John and thrive.

Then—I woke up, back to Julian’s ER arrival.

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“Quick! Get the patient to Trauma Room 3!”

“Chloe, what are you standing around for?!”

I snapped back to reality. The familiar resuscitation room, the constant flurry of doctors and nurses. Seeing Julian Vance, the film star, lying on the bed not far away, it finally clicked. I had been reborn, and it was the very day Julian was admitted to the hospital.

“Chloe, if you don’t want to work, then don’t just stand there in the way.”

Chelsea, the new, beautiful nurse, bumped into me, then eagerly rushed to Dr. Mendez’s side, trying to impress him. I watched her, my heart blazing with fury. In my last life, she ruined my reputation, disfigured me, and left me for dead. This time, I absolutely would not let them have their way!

Dr. Mendez frowned at Chelsea. “You grabbed the wrong medication! Are you trying to kill someone? Get out of the way!” Chelsea had only been in the ER for three months, and her clinical skills were clearly subpar.

I let out a cold laugh, then immediately stepped forward. “Dr. Mendez, I’ll take care of it.” With that, I nudged Chelsea aside and stood beside the Chief. Chelsea glared at me with resentment, but she had no choice but to leave the resuscitation room.

Just like in my previous life, Julian Vance’s surgery went smoothly. And today happened to be my shift. The difference this time was, I immediately found Nurse Kelly, the Head Nurse, and requested a shift swap.

After taking care of everything, I slowly drove back to Willow Creek Residence. This was the apartment my parents had paid for in full. After I got engaged to John, he shamelessly started staying over frequently. He claimed it was to take care of me, but he treated it like his own place.