I had just finished a gunshot surgery when my fiancé, Leon, announced my adopted sister, Chloe, had created the miracle. To protect her, he ordered me to be the medical scapegoat, sending me to a brutal mafia boss for the achievements she stole from me. I didn't beg. I calmly agreed, forever sacrificing my dream of becoming a legitimate doctor to step into Dante's death trap. Before leaving, I made Chloe sign an exclusive medical responsibility document, fatally binding her to the title she craved. In the underground bunker, Dante pressed a loaded g*n to my head, giving me ten minutes to save his dying brother. He suddenly paused, examining the unique titanium nail arrangement on the X-ray—a surgical signature only I possessed. His green eyes narrowed as the timer ticked down.