Chapter 4

Early the next morning, I got ready and went to the hospital.

Just like in my last life, as soon as I took off my coat, a large group of people gathered at the office door.

And Leslie emerged from the back door of the office with a completely unconcerned expression.

She raised her eyebrows at me, but her eyes held deep hatred.

The patient's family members were shouting for us nurses to pay with our lives.

"You bitches killed my father!"

"Who was on duty yesterday?"

I quickly spoke up. "Leslie, what's going on?"

"Did something happen during your shift yesterday?"

As I spoke, I stared directly at Leslie. The family members naturally heard my words.

They followed my gaze and grabbed Leslie.

"Was it you, you bitch, who was on duty?"

Leslie panicked a bit but still shouted, "It wasn't me! It wasn't me!"

"We have a shift schedule!"

A woman in the crowd spoke up. "If it wasn't you, then who was it?"

"Since you weren't on duty, then who was?"

Leslie quickly broke free from the crowd and then suddenly pushed me.

"Her! She was on duty."

She quickly pulled open the drawer and took out the shift schedule.

"If you don't believe me, you can look!"

"Look at whether it was Leslie or Olivia on duty yesterday!"

Because she was too frightened, her speech became somewhat garbled.

The lead man looked at the shift schedule, read out the time, and then read out my name.

He angrily threw the shift schedule in my face. "You bitch, how dare you frame someone else!"

I covered my head and shouted that it wasn't me. "It really wasn't me! Leslie switched shifts with me yesterday!"

"I have evidence, evidence that can prove it!"

My voice was shrill and piercing. The entire office instantly became quiet.

The man was breathing heavily. "Fine, what evidence do you have?"

Just as I was about to take out my phone, Leslie suddenly knelt down before me.

"Olivia, why are you framing me?"

As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes. "Is it because I came here and stole all your spotlight?"

I was completely confused by her words. "What are you talking about?"

She apologized to me. "I know it was a mistake for me to come here as an intern."

"You've been targeting me at work, mocking me openly and secretly."

"I can let all of that go!"

She turned and pointed. "But now you're indirectly responsible for killing a patient!"

"Do I have to take the blame for this kind of mistake too?"

People always sympathize with the underdog, including the angry family members now.

My breathing became rapid, and then I quickly pulled out my phone. "I also have a photo of you begging me to switch shifts yesterday. I don't understand why you're trying to frame me now!"

The patient's family members glared at me menacingly. There was even a man in the crowd holding a fruit knife.

Just as I took out my phone to prove my innocence, I was shocked to discover that the photo on my phone was gone!

"How can this be?"

I muttered helplessly. At this moment, Leslie, who was kneeling on the ground, looked arrogant.

At an angle only I could see, she mouthed words to me.

"Wait to die."

The family members lost patience. "Do you have the damn photo or not?"

"Don't try to deceive us! If I find out you're lying to us, you better prepare to die!"