When the clock hit the afternoon, Nancy went to work in the hospital.
The first thing she did as soon as she arrived was to visit Boyd in the ward.
At this time, he had already calmed down while his wife accompanied him.
"Doctor Nancy is here," the woman uttered and quickly stood up as soon as she saw Nancy.
"What happened to Mr. He yesterday? Did he have such symptoms before?" the latter asked, taking a quick glance at her patient.
The woman thought for a while before eventually shaking her head. "No, everything was fine yesterday."
"Alright. Thank you for letting me know." After saying that, she comforted the woman and assured her that everything would be alright.
As soon as Nancy stepped out and left them, she slightly cocked her head to the side, thinking how everything seemed to be so weird.
How could a man suddenly lose control of his mind without any history of mental illness?
These speculations ran in her mind as she walked to the medicine room.
"Who gave Boyd his medicine yesterday?" she asked Erin.
"Me, Director. I made sure I got the right medicine. Boyd's wound has almost been recovered, and I brought him an anti-inflammatory drug. I don't think something wrong would happen," Erin replied affirmatively.
However, Nancy wasn't convinced, so she continued, "Are you sure the medicine wasn't somehow switched with a different one?"
Erin shook her head, but then suddenly, she recalled something from yesterday. "Before I sent the medicine, I remember going to the toilet first. Is it...?"
Nancy's hunch was almost confirmed. "Okay, I got it. You can go back to your work," she ordered, but her mind wandered somewhere else.
"Alright." Although hesitant, Erin had no choice but to leave.
Then, Nancy hurried to the monitoring room and requested, "Please get the surveillance video of last night for me."
"Actually, Director Nancy, we are checking it right now. The surveillance camera was broken for no reason yesterday," the staff in charge of monitoring informed with a frown.
And upon hearing that Nancy was bewilderedly speechless.
Was this a coincidence or intentional?
Her chest was so stuffy, almost constraining her to breathe.
It seemed that someone had plotted everything!
'Who would do such a thing?' Nancy thought deeply.
Although she was very upset, she had to cheer up and prepare for the operation in the afternoon.
So to avoid distractions, she turned off her phone and walked into the operating room.
However, despite her focus, the operation was still delayed for half an hour as she had to inject the patient with anesthetic twice.
This had never happened in her entire career as a doctor. Normally, she'd inject it once, and the surgery would proceed as planned.
But now, her patient aggrievedly winced in seething pain.
And Nancy could only stare at the little girl with sad eyes while her heart sank inexplicably.
When night fell, and darkness coated the surroundings, Nancy sat alone in her office.
Everyone had already clocked out, and she was the only left on that floor.
Just like the ambiance outside, she intentionally left her office dim. With her heavy breathing and exhaustion, she leaned against the chair.
"Director Nancy, why are you still on duty?" Erin suddenly came over.
In fact, she was about to get off work, but upon seeing that Nancy was still in the office, she stayed for a while.
She didn't intend to disturb Nancy and planned to leave after her.
Unexpectedly, it seemed that her boss had no intention of leaving anytime soon.
So Erin came over to ask.
"You can get off now. I'll leave soon," uttered Nancy tiredly, stroking her temple to somehow ease the pain.
"Well, I'm gonna head off." Then, Erin changed into her casual clothes and left.
When she went downstairs, she gazed up at Nancy's office's dark window, and her heart trembled.
'I wondered what's bothering her,'
Erin thought, remembering that she had saved Charles' phone number when the latter called her while sending her the medicine.
Perhaps she could call to inform him about Nancy.
At this time, Charles had already prepared dinner.
"Bobby, why hasn't mommy come back yet?" Nadia with a depressed look, sitting at the table.
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