I transmigrated into a tragic romance as the heroine, and according to the plot, I was supposed to have my kidney removed for the male lead's beloved.
Instead, I checked myself into a psychiatric hospital and was diagnosed with severe depression and persecutory delusions.
When the male lead came to take me away, I held up my medical records and screamed, "Organ trafficking is illegal! I'm calling the police!"
The next day, the headlines across the internet read: [Gu Corporation CEO Suspected of Organ Smuggling].
As the investigation team led him away, I snapped my pillbox in front of the livestream camera:
"Darling, my mental illness is confirmed. I can kill someone and still get away with it."
A month later, he was kneeling beside my hospital bed, his knees nearly ruined. "Baby, will you come home with me?"
I swung my feet, the restraints dangling from my ankles, and smiled. "But... the hospital is where I shine brightest."
