During my internship after graduation, a petite pregnant woman moved in next door. I kindly shared my freshly bought mangoes with her and offered her rides to prenatal check-ups on my way to work. However, she lured me to her place and allowed her husband to assault me. “Claire, don’t blame me. You fresh college graduates are perfect for my husband to release his urges on.” Afterwards, they pushed me off the rooftop and spread rumors that I had seduced her husband during her pregnancy, leading to my accidental fall when she caught us. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day the neighbor first visited my apartment. Once again, I stood in my rented apartment, holding a plate of freshly peeled mango slices. Sitting in the living room was my neighbor from apartment 1622, her eyes gleaming as she stared at the fruit in my hands. The mango I had chosen this time was particularly juicy and fragrant. Before I could react, Mia eagerly grabbed two large pieces and started devouring them. She took the two biggest slices, which accounted for almost half of what I had prepared. “I’m not eating much, just these two pieces will do,” she said. “Claire, the fruit you bought is so delicious. My husband says we need to save money for the baby’s formula, so he won’t let me buy such expensive things.” Hearing her tone, identical to my previous life, I finally realized I had been reborn. I was a resident at the city hospital, having just started my internship and rented this apartment closest to the hospital. The woman before me was my new neighbor. She said her name was Mia and that she was nineteen years old. When Mia first greeted me, I was shocked by how thin she was. She wasn’t tall, with an obviously protruding belly, but as a pregnant woman, her face was sallow, clearly malnourished. Her husband was always out early and back late, rarely seen accompanying his wife. Yet she seemed content, often posting pregnancy vlogs on TikTok. “Ugh, being fertile is such a pain. Accidentally got pregnant after some fun with hubby. He’s so happy, can’t wait to see what our little one will look like!” “It’s 9 PM now, and my husband just got off work. He works so hard! I made him a bowl of noodles, feeling so blessed!” The picture showed her making a peace sign next to a bowl of noodles. In reality, living next door, I could hear her husband yelling at her drunkenly almost every night before bed. In my previous life, concerned about her thinness, I asked and learned that her diet consisted mainly of vegetables, with little meat or fruit. This was because her husband said eating those things could lead to gestational hypertension and diabetes, making childbirth more difficult. When she told me this, Mia’s face was full of shyness and happiness. As a doctor, I kindly reminded her that pregnant women should have a balanced diet for the baby’s healthy development. Her husband, however, was very impatient. “Isn’t there fruit? Eating one type is enough. Why waste more money?” But the “fruit” he mentioned was just a bag of bruised apples he had bought for his wife. “Men have it tough out there. It’s not like you women who can make money so easily, just by spreading your legs.” I couldn’t stand it and argued with him, only to receive his contemptuous mockery. “You’re so young, how did you get into the city hospital? Who knows what methods you used?” Even Mia, with teary eyes, tried to persuade me, “Claire, just listen to my husband. We women should know our place.” I was bewildered and cut off contact with this bizarre couple afterwards. But on a rainy night, Mia knocked on my door, crying about abdominal pain. “Please, save my baby. I’m in so much pain. Can you take me to the hospital…” As a doctor, I couldn’t ignore someone in need, so I finally opened the door. However, as soon as I helped her sit down, her husband rushed out and covered my mouth, forcibly dragging me into their apartment. Mia remained indifferent, allowing me to be assaulted by him. “I’m pregnant now, so it’s inconvenient for me to have sex with my husband. You fresh graduates are clean, perfect for satisfying my husband’s urges.” “It’s just sex, you won’t die from it.” After the assault, seeing my fierce resistance, they feared I would report to the police and even threw me off the balcony of the 16th floor. When I died, I was naked, lying in a pool of blood. Facing the police and reporters, Mia still defended her husband, crying: “I wanted to be friends with her, but she seduced my husband. When I discovered them, she ran away and fell from upstairs.” Suddenly, public opinion overwhelmingly mocked me, saying I deserved it. At this moment, I gritted my teeth and quickly took away the plate of mangoes I had put on the table. She immediately pouted. “What are you doing? It’s my baby who wants to eat, not me.” I smiled and said, “If you want to eat, let your husband buy it for you. Whoever does it should be responsible.” Mia became anxious, “How can you be like this? It’s just a bit of your food, why are you being so stingy?” In the next second, I snatched away the two pieces she was holding and eating, and threw them into the trash without hesitation. “Then don’t eat these two bites either.”
Mia’s face turned red with anger. “I thought you might find it inconvenient living alone as a woman, so I came to check on you. I didn’t expect you to be so stingy! You really don’t appreciate kindness!” I retorted, “Am I stingy? Even if I am, it’s with my own things. It’s none of your business. Unlike you, shamelessly taking things that aren’t yours.” She clearly hadn’t expected my reaction to be so intense. But in the next moment, I grabbed her handbag and emptied its contents onto the floor. Several mint sprigs mixed with soil fell out. These were the mint plants she had plucked from my windowsill flowerpot while I was in the kitchen opening the mango. In my previous life, for the sake of neighborly harmony, I hadn’t made a fuss when I discovered about ten of my mint plants had been plucked after she left. But now, I didn’t want to tolerate it anymore. I brought over the planting box that she had ravaged and smiled as I grabbed her hand. “Come on, how did you pull them out just now? Plant them back for me, one by one.” Mia’s face turned pale, but the soil under her fingernails left her with no defense. I stood there, watching her plant them back one by one, until she angrily left my apartment. The tense emotions finally eased a bit at this moment. Remembering the tragic fate of my previous life, I immediately contacted the rental agency to apply for a transfer to another internship hospital, wanting to get away from this couple. However, when arranging the transfer, the agent introduced me to another nursing student who was also about to start her internship. [Senior, thank you for wanting to sublet at a lower price. We even went to the same university for our bachelor’s degrees.] Hearing her excited voice message, my heart suddenly sank. How was she any different from me? After thinking about it all night, I decided not to move. At least I couldn’t let my experience be repeated with another girl. And simply running away wouldn’t work. To make up for my pain, I had to make them pay an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. I bought a series of self-defense tools, added a hidden camera at my door, and set up a one-click alarm function to ensure my safety. The next day during lunch break, someone started banging on my door. I impatiently opened it, “Who is it?” I saw Mia’s frowning face. She clutched her stomach, saying she had been feeling unwell, nauseous and wanting to vomit ever since eating a few bites of mango at my place yesterday. I folded my arms, “I ate that mango too, how come you’re the only one feeling sick and I’m fine?” This time, her husband Jack stepped out, righteously saying: “Words mean nothing. How can you prove you really ate it? You clearly disliked my wife yesterday, who knows if you deliberately poisoned her?” He tilted his head back, his nostrils flaring as he spoke, his nose hair clearly visible. “I don’t care, my wife only started feeling sick after seeing you. You must take us to the hospital for a full check-up of our baby!” The moment I saw Jack, my scalp tingled as I recalled everything I had endured in my previous life. But he thought I was intimidated by him, and in front of his wife, he grabbed my hand greasily. “You’re a doctor, so let’s go to your hospital. As long as you sincerely apologize and make amends, we can still be good neighbors.”
I immediately shook off his hand and said coldly: “What, trying to get someone else to pay for your wife’s prenatal check-up? What kind of useless man comes up with such a despicable idea just to save money?” Mia beside him became anxious. “Don’t talk nonsense! My husband loves me the most. You clearly offended us first, don’t try to shift the blame!” The smile disappeared from Jack’s face as he tightly gripped my wrist, not letting me leave. Since that’s the case, then come with me to work. I smiled and turned to bring them to our department. After explaining the situation to my supervising attending physician, she personally received them and asked where Mia felt uncomfortable. Mia stammered, hesitating for a long time. “I, I ate something wrong, my stomach doesn’t feel good.” But when the attending asked her to lie on the examination bed and pressed a few times, she pretended to cry out in pain, yet her answers about symptoms were still inconsistent. The attending and I exchanged glances, and she calmly said: “Look how you’ve made your neighbor so upset over some fruit. You meant well but it backfired.” Jack became a bit anxious, “Doctor, just give my wife all the usual prenatal tests. We’ll feel at ease once everything’s checked.” But the attending shook her head and prescribed a series of gastrointestinal tests for them. “Didn’t you say you ate something wrong? We need to take it step by step. Whether it’s food poisoning or something else isn’t clear yet. Let’s draw some blood for tests first, then we’ll consider how to treat it with medication.” Hearing about medication, Mia and her husband’s faces changed dramatically. They whispered to each other, probably discussing how pregnancy prevents taking medication and drawing so much blood. They looked at the series of blood tests prescribed and finally waved their hands. “Never mind, I suddenly don’t feel that uncomfortable anymore…” In the end, she glared at me and left reluctantly with her husband. As Mia was leaving, her earrings flashed under her short hair. I suddenly noticed that the style looked familiar, seemingly the earrings I had lost last week. I turned and quietly thanked the attending, “Thank you for helping me out of that situation.” She held a cup of hot tea and smiled without speaking, “It’s nothing. That man is your neighbor? He’s actually a security guard at our hospital. What a weirdo.” Over the past two weeks, things had often gone missing from my bag, mostly personal items like earrings and lipsticks. Before, I thought I had just misplaced them and didn’t pay much attention. Until I just saw my lost earrings hanging on Mia’s ears. I didn’t know Jack’s job before, only that he left early and returned late every day. I never expected the devil to be so close to me.
That noon, the courier station suddenly called, saying someone had taken my package, claiming to be my neighbor helping me. I laughed coldly, as expected. After discovering this couple always stole my things, I deliberately bought something good. Since they like stealing, I’ll let them steal to their heart’s content. It was horse manure I had bought. Soon, the property management group chat started buzzing. [Who’s cooking shit in the middle of the day?! I can smell it from the 15th floor!] [In this 104°F weather, the smell is overwhelming. I can smell it upstairs too.] I frowned and quickly put on a mask. As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I came face to face with Mia, who was holding a ladle and looking panicked. She pointed at my nose and started cursing, “Did you do this on purpose? Are you sick? What kind of stuff did you buy? Is it even edible?” I coldly pointed at the packaging. “That’s horse manure I bought for research. Did I tell you to take it and cook it?” Mia was speechless for a while, “I was just trying to be nice and help you get your package. I wanted to see what good food you bought and cook it for us to eat together when you got off work!” She angrily pointed at another opened package. “And this one, are you some kind of psycho? You actually bought live cockroaches?” I looked up at the cockroaches crawling all over their dark apartment, examining them left and right, extremely satisfied. Seeing me laugh with joy, Mia couldn’t hold back anymore and rushed to the bathroom to vomit. At this time, Jack also rushed back after hearing the news. Seeing Mia crying as she threw herself into his arms. “Honey! I was just trying to be friends with her, but she bullied me again and even deliberately released cockroaches to scare me.” Jack’s eyebrows furrowed: “My wife is pregnant, can’t you be a little more considerate? If something happens to the baby in her belly because of this scare, can you take responsibility?” I laughed coldly, “Be considerate of her? How should I be considerate? My package was stolen by your wife. You tried to steal but failed and ended up losing more. Even if the police came, I have surveillance footage from the courier station as proof.” Jack was choked by my words. He hugged his wife, who was crying pitifully with horse manure smeared on her face, and said in a sinister tone: “Dr. Chen, why don’t you understand the principle of harmony? …” His voice was very low, but it felt like a poisonous snake crawling up my calf. I didn’t respond further, just waved my hand. “Remember, I don’t care how lovey-dovey you two are, but I have a bad temper and I’m not easy to mess with. Don’t even think about offending me in the slightest.” Then I coldly turned and left. I thought that after such an incident, they would quiet down for a while. But unexpectedly, when I returned to the community after work that day, people along the way gave me strange looks and pointed at me. I felt uneasy, wondering what was going on, until I saw an anonymous person had uploaded an indecent video in the group chat. The male lead in the video was blurred out, but the female lead’s face was actually mine! The title was maliciously set as: #Leaked first-person footage of innocent female doctor from certain hospital being coerced# The video clearly used AI technology to swap faces and blurred the quality to make it look very realistic. It even included all my personal information and workplace. People in the group were discussing: [Wow, she’s so young but already got into the city hospital. I knew there must be some inside story.] [Tsk tsk, no wonder they say women can’t be in charge. They just use their bodies to get ahead.] I was shocked. The anonymous person was still proudly boasting: [That female doctor from 1621, I’ve already had her. Don’t be fooled by her act, she’s actually very eager.] Besides this, that person also sent me a separate message with a clearly enlarged nude photo of me. [Claire, aren’t you so capable? Now everyone in the community knows you’re a slut.]
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