The Second Chance Diagnosis

While doing an MRI for a female influencer, I discovered she had a battery-powered sex toy inside her body.

Out of my responsibility as a doctor, I kindly warned her.

Instead, she slapped me across the face and tearfully told her rich fianc that I tried to sexually harass her under the guise of examination.

Her fianc flew into a rage and smashed my skull with a fire extinguisher.

Not only that, she posted about it online, painting me as a perverted doctor that everyone wanted dead.

My wife couldn't bear the cyberbullying and jumped from the nineteenth floor.

My daughter became an orphan.

When I opened my eyes again, I was rebornback to the day I performed her MRI.

This time, I chose to respect her suicidal fate.

"What are you staring at? Never seen a beautiful woman before?"

"Hurry up with the scan! I have a product livestream this afternoon!"

The shrill female voice pierced my eardrums painfully.

I snapped back to reality, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Sitting before me was the female influencer who had destroyed me in my past lifeLeilah.

Right now, she had her arms crossed, her face full of contempt.

I instinctively touched the back of my head. The tragedy from my past life felt like it happened just yesterday.

Her muscle-bound rich fianc Ricardo had grabbed a red fire extinguisher and smashed it viciously into my head.

"This is what you get for being a pervert!"

Ricardo's furious roar and Leilah's gleeful cold laughter were the last sounds I heard in my previous life.

After I died miserably, Leilah started a livestream online.

She cried pitifully, accusing me of not only forcibly pulling down her underwear but also making lewd comments about her private parts.

The internet exploded with rage.

[Doctors nowadays are so disgusting! Beasts in white coats!]

[He must be severely punished! Death is too good for him!]

[Protect Leilah! Boycott this hospital!]

My name stayed on the trending topics for an entire week.

To calm the public outcry, the hospital threw all the blame on me, a dead man.

My wife couldn't bear the cyberbullying and jumped from the hospital's top floor.

And my father, who had worked hard his entire life, had people come to his door cursing him and throwing feces at him.

In despair, he drank a bottle of pesticide and died in unspeakable agony.

Remembering all this, overwhelming hatred surged in my chest.

"Hey! Are you deaf or what?!"

Leilah waved her hand forcefully in front of my face and rolled her eyes.

"What's wrong with you bottom-tier doctors? Is your brain damaged? Stop spacing out!"

I took a deep breath and forced down my emotions.

"Sorry, Ms. Leilah, right? You're here for a pelvic MRI."

I picked up the metal detector and began scanning her.

The moment I scanned her pelvic area

Beep beep beep!!! The detector blared its alarm, red lights flashing wildly.

Leilah's expression flickered, but she quickly forced herself to look calm.

"Why's it beeping? This machine must be broken!"

I stared at her coldly.

"Ms. Leilah, MRI scans prohibit any ferromagnetic or conductive metal objects."

"Do you have any metal implants in your body? Such as an IUD, bone pins, or... anything else?"

In my past life, this was when I said a few extra words.

Having worked in the imaging department for years, I knew this detector's reaction definitely wasn't from an ordinary IUD or bone pin.

It was clearly from a metal object with a battery and motor.

Combined with her slightly odd walking posture when she enteredlegs pressed togetherand the unnatural flush on her face.

I immediately deduced that she had a remote-controlled vibrating toy inside her body.

My duty as a doctor wouldn't let me ignore it.

Because the magnetic field inside an MRI chamber is sixty thousand times stronger than Earth's magnetic field!

This meant any magnetic metal entering the chamber would not only turn into a high-speed flying bullet.

If the metal was inside the body, it would experience violent displacement from the powerful magnetic pull.

At the same time, the magnetic field would cause eddy currents inside the metal, instantly generating temperatures of several hundred degrees.

If that thing stayed inside her during the MRI, her intestines and reproductive organs would be instantly cooked and torn apart!

In my past life, my well-meaning warning had cost me everything.

This life, looking at Leilah's facebeautifully made up but unable to hide her bitter, mean natureI only felt cold amusement.

Hearing my question, Leilah's eyes darted away.

She instinctively pressed her legs together, then yelled viciously:

"What 'anything else'! Why do you talk so offensively?"

"What could I possibly have inside me? This is a titanium alloy bone pin from a minimally invasive surgery two years ago!"

"I already asked other doctorstitanium alloy isn't affected by MRI at all!"

"You're just a radiologist. Do you even have basic medical knowledge? Don't make a scene here when you don't know what you're talking about!"

She jabbed her finger at my nose as she scolded me.

True, having titanium alloy in your body allows you to get an MRI, because it's not ferromagnetic.

But the detector's current reaction was definitely not something as simple as titanium alloy.

She was lying. But I didn't refute her at all. I simply nodded obediently.

"If it's a titanium alloy bone pin, then you can certainly proceed."

Leilah snorted coldly, looking smug.

"At least you're not completely blind."

I turned and walked to the control desk, taking out a legally binding "Examination Informed Consent Form" from the drawer.

I picked up a pen and heavily circled several key sections.

Then I walked to a position directly under the surveillance camera.

"Ms. Leilah, although you say it's titanium alloy, for your safety and per hospital regulations."

"Please confirm once more that you have no ferromagnetic metals, electronic devices, batteries, or non-medical metal objects on or inside your body."

"If you confirm you don't, please sign here and add your fingerprint."

I handed her the form and ink pad.

Leilah didn't even look at it. She snatched the pen.

"So annoying! Such a hassle! Your crappy hospital is so difficult!"

"What else could I possibly have on me? Ridiculous!"

She scrawled her name on the form, then pressed down hard with her fingerprint.

She slapped the form on my desk.

"Done! Hurry up and scan me! My husband keeps calling me!"

I picked up the signed consent form and carefully verified it.

Black and white, with a red fingerprint.

This was her death warrant, and also my shield.

"Alright, Ms. Leilah."

"Please follow me and lie down on the examination table."

I opened the heavy shielded door and made a "please" gesture.

Leilah twisted her snake-like waist and strode into the room that would soon become her hell.

She lay on the examination table, still acting like she owned the place.

"Hurry up, this bed is hard as a rock and freezing cold."

"Make sure you get good images. If there's a misdiagnosis, I won't let your hospital off easy."

I put on sterile gloves and helped position her body correctly.

"Don't worry, Ms. Leilah. We'll make sure everything is crystal clear."

I exited the scanning room. As the heavy door closed, the inside and outside became two separate worlds.

I returned to the control console, watching Leilah on the monitor.

She was staring boredly at the ceiling, her legs trembling slightly and unnaturally.

The thing inside her body was probably making her somewhat uncomfortable.

Now I could probably guess why she deliberately provoked Ricardo in my past life to have him kill me.

Because influencers like her, who built their careers on risqu content, often had sugar daddies behind the scenes.

That Ricardo was just one of many men she'd seduced.

The toy inside her was most likely something her sugar daddy made her wear for thrills.

Framing me to silence me was to prevent me from telling Ricardo.

In my past life, she destroyed my entire life just to hide her affair.

So this life, I'll give her all the thrills she wants.

I skillfully entered her information on the computer and set the parameters.

My finger hovered over the "Start" button.

I turned to look at my colleague behind me, intern Diego.

"Diego, you saw this patient sign the informed consent form, right?"

Diego, who'd been slacking off on his phone, stopped and nodded.

"Yeah, I saw it. She signed and fingerprinted it herself. But man, her attitude was really terrible."

Surveillance, witness, handwritten signature and fingerprint.

This time, flawless.

I took a deep breath and pressed the keyboard.

"Beephummm"

Accompanied by the dull roar of the machine, the examination table slowly sent Leilah into the chamber.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

"AHHHHHHH!!!!!"

An extremely piercing scream instantly penetrated the shielded door and exploded in the control room.

The sound was filled with absolute terror and indescribable pain.

Diego was so startled his whole body shook, and his phone clattered to the floor.

"What's happening?!"

On the monitor, Leilah, who had been lying flat, suddenly arched her entire body upward like a live fish thrown into a hot wok!

Her hands desperately pressed against her lower abdomen, her legs kicking wildly.

"Help! Help me! My stomach! My stomach is tearing apart!!"

Even the machine's thunderous roar couldn't drown out her heart-wrenching screams.

The instrument's powerful magnetic field had instantly captured the metal vibrating egg inside her.

That small metal object, under the magnetic pull, instantly became a bullet trying to break through her body.

It twisted, rotated, and tore uncontrollably through her soft intestines and pelvic tissues!

Not only that, the metal shell and internal battery were rapidly heating up under the alternating magnetic field.

I didn't even need to watch the screen to imagine that horrifying sensation of flesh being torn apart while simultaneously being seared by a red-hot iron.

"Ahh!!! Stop it! Stop! There's something inside! Something!!"

Leilah rolled frantically inside the chamber. Due to the confined space, her head slammed hard against the inner wall of the machine, drawing blood.

The intense pain completely broke her. She wailed miserably while desperately pounding on the machine.

"I'm dying! Help me!!"

Diego's face turned deathly pale as he stammered, "Quick... quick, hit the emergency stop button!"

I pretended to be frozen in shock, deliberately staying still for a few extra seconds.

Then I finally reached out and pressed the stop button. The machine's roar came to an abrupt halt.

The examination table slowly withdrew Leilah from that massive cylinder.

The shielded door opened. A strong smell of blood mixed with an indescribable burnt odor hit me in the face.

Leilah was curled up on the examination table.

Her hands desperately covered her lower body. The hospital gown pants were soaked with large patches of fresh blood.

Blood dripped from the edge of the examination table, "drip, drip, drip," onto the floora horrifying sight.

"Save... save me... it hurts so much..."

Her face was deathly pale, cold sweat plastering her hair to her forehead. Her once-delicate makeup was now smeared into a mess, making her look like a ghost.

Seeing me enter, she reached out her trembling hand toward me like grabbing a lifeline.

"Doctor... stop it... take it out... it's so hot..."

Looking at her, I felt not a trace of sympathy.

"Ms. Leilah, didn't you just say you only had a titanium alloy bone pin inside?"

"Titanium alloy doesn't react in a magnetic field. What exactly did you hide in your body?!"

I demanded loudly, my voice loud enough for people in the hallway outside to hear.

Leilah was in so much pain her eyes rolled back, her whole body convulsing.

"It's a toy... with a battery... please save me... I'm begging you..."

She finally admitted it, but it was all too late.

Just then, chaotic footsteps echoed from the hallway outside.

A tall, designer-clad man burst in.

It was Leilah's fianc, Ricardo.

The murderer who killed me with a fire extinguisher in my past life.

"Leilah! What happened?! I heard you screaming!"

Ricardo rushed into the examination room. When he saw the blood-soaked bed and his fiance writhing in pain, he was completely stunned.

"What the hell! What the hell is going on?!"

He spun around, glaring at me with bloodshot eyes, and grabbed me by the collar of my white coat.

"What the fuck did you do to my wife?! How does a simple scan cause massive bleeding?!"

The fear from my past life made me instinctively want to shrink back.

But then I knocked his hand away.

"See clearly where you are! This is an MRI room!"

"Your fiance concealed her medical history from the doctor and had a battery-powered sex toy stuffed inside her!"

"You ask what I did? You should ask her what she was doing coming for an examination in broad daylight with that thing inside her?!"

My voice rang out clearly. Not only was Ricardo stunned, but the onlookers and nurses who came to help were all shocked.

The entire hallway fell into instant silence.

Everyone's eyes fell on Leilah's blood-soaked lower body.

Ricardo's face turned from blue to white. He looked at Leilah on the bed in disbelief.

"Leilah... is... is what he said true? You had... something inside you?"

Leilah was already in so much pain she was about to pass out.

She had no strength left to refute. She just desperately shook her head, tears mixing with cold sweat streaming down.

"Ricardo... save me... it hurts so much... my intestines are breaking..."

Ricardo might be a brute, but he wasn't stupid.

He'd never made her wear any battery-powered toys.

And she was here for a medical exam today!

He felt publicly cuckolded. The humiliation made him explode with rage.

"You slut! What the hell have you been doing behind my back?"

Ricardo rushed forward. Instead of comforting her, he viciously slapped Leilah across the face.

"Smack!" The crisp slap echoed through the examination room.

"Enough! This is a hospital! If you want to fight, go outside!"

I shouted coldly, then turned and yelled, "Get her to the operating room now! Notify the ER and general surgery! Immediate surgery needed!"

"Patient has a foreign object in her pelvic cavity, possible intestinal perforation and uterine rupture, massive hemorrhaging!"