Second Life in the ER: Uncovering the Real Killer Who Stabbed Me

Chapter 3

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After quickly freshening up, I bid farewell to my husband.

Once again returning to the familiar on-call room.

Facing what would soon become a murder crime scene, I still couldn't completely overcome my inner resistance.

So I quickly changed into my white coat and walked into the doctors' office.

"Lily, why are you here so early today?" The speaker was Kevin Liu.

He looked energetic and in a good mood.

Always the first to arrive in the department.

Very disciplined, never late.

Now not yet forty, he had already been promoted to associate chief physician.

With a virtuous wife and two children, he was the envy of everyone.

In his spare time, he often traveled with his family, posting one exciting update after another on social media.

He probably wasn't the "own people" that person had mentioned.

"Kevin, good morning! Where are you planning to take your wife and kids this weekend?"

I was used to responding more gently to kind people.

But with a sword hanging over my head, I had to try every way to dig out all the clues.

There were only two days until the weekend.

I firmly believed that someone who had painstakingly planned to harm someone wouldn't plan a family trip in such a short time.

"This weekend we're planning to drive to Lotus Lake. The lotus flowers are in bloom right now."

Good.

It probably wasn't him.

"Have a great time." I replied with a sincere smile.

Kevin was a man who loved life and was sensitive. He had a deep understanding of the saying "work is only a small part of life."

"Lily, you should still go out with your husband when you have time off to relax."

"The department is already short-staffed with people leaving or on sick leave, taking turns for annual leave. We're busy enough as it is, don't work too hard."

"This is just a job to make a living."

"You're just too serious about it."

Kevin wasn't wrong.

Everyone could see that my dedication to work exceeded that of normal people.

In ten years of working,

I was the director's model of progress and positive energy.

The king of overtime in my colleagues' eyes.

A conscientious and meticulous doctor in patients' eyes.

It was because I had dreamed of curing diseases and saving people since I was young.

So I naturally became one of the few female surgeons.

"I understand, Kevin."

I also silently thanked him for his unintentional reminder.

Now, there were only five doctors left in the department.

Apart from Kevin and me, there was only the director, associate chief physician Ethan Zhang, and attending physician Ryan Liu.

And I was so dedicated to work that I rushed home after my shift.

I didn't have much interaction with the nurses.

I probably hadn't offended them.

So the person behind this was very likely among these four people.

Kevin was temporarily ruled out.

The director was probably impossible too.

If something happened to me in the department, he would also bear responsibility. Even if he was dissatisfied with me, he wouldn't be stupid enough to take action in his own territory.

So that left only Ethan Zhang and Ryan Liu.