It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 598 Hostility
Ling Feiran didn't want to back down.

She felt that everyone has their own battlefield, and the Second Inpatient Department was her battlefield, which she should not give up easily.

After a busy day at work, Ling Feiran went back to her dormitory to wash up and rest. She was so tired that she fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. When she opened her eyes again, it was a new day.

She rushed to the cafeteria for breakfast. There was still some time before eight o'clock, and she wanted to get there early so that her colleagues could have an easier time.

Unexpectedly, Liu Wen and Zhao Xiaolei had the same idea and started working before eight o'clock.

Liu Wen must have had a bad night's sleep; her face was deathly pale, looking frightening, as if she might faint at any moment.

Ling Feiran habitually reached into her pocket, pulled out a White Rabbit yogurt candy, and handed it to him. "Be careful of low blood sugar. Do you want to lie down in the duty room for a while?"

Liu Wen took the candy and chuckled, "You seem to have a magic pocket; you can always pull out some little trinkets."

“It was a gift from a friend,” Ling Feiran said with a smile. “Whenever there’s a pocket on my clothes, I habitually put some odds and ends in it, like tissues, pens, band-aids, or nail clippers, because you never know when you might need them.”

Even if you don't need it yourself, the people around you might.

When she was a child in the orphanage, she loved collecting tissues. Whenever she saw a child sniffling, she would go up and help wipe their nose, which gave her a great sense of accomplishment. As a result, she was praised by Mother Wind. Later, she became more and more used to taking care of the children around her. Whether it was to get more praise or because she was born to love taking care of people, she gradually couldn't tell.

Liu Wen ate the candy and went back to the duty room to rest, while Ling Feiran and Zhao Xiaolei continued to work busily.

Today wasn't as busy as yesterday. Most of the new patients admitted to the ninth floor adapted well and learned how to use the translator and pager. Although Ling Feiran was still extremely busy, it was at least less chaotic than yesterday.

After finishing her rounds and returning to the duty room, Ling Feiran glanced at the folding bed behind the curtain but didn't see Liu Wen.

She sat down in front of the monitor and glanced at the cameras in each ward. She only saw Zhao Xiaolei working and couldn't help but feel strange.

After a while, Zhao Xiaolei returned to the duty room after finishing his work, and Ling Feiran asked, "Have you seen Liu Wen?"

Zhao Xiaolei picked up the thermos to drink water, then shook his head.

The call button on the table rang, and the screen displayed the calling bed number and patient information.

Ling Feiran had no time to think about Liu Wen's whereabouts and quickly left the duty room to take care of the patient.

I had only taken a few steps when I saw a figure fall down from above with a loud thud!

Ling Feiran stopped abruptly, standing stiffly in the corridor, unable to believe what she was seeing—was it a person? Or was she seeing things, and it was actually an object?
At that moment, a scream came from downstairs:
"Aaaaaah! Someone jumped off a building!!!"

Ling Feiran's heart sank suddenly. Thinking of Liu Wen who had disappeared, her brain felt like it was about to explode. She took off running towards the elevator!

Zhao Xiaolei rushed out of the duty room, asking in a panic, "What happened?! Who jumped off the building?!"

"I don't know!" Ling Feiran replied hastily.

She ran to the elevator and pressed the button hard, but the elevator stayed on the 11th floor for a long time. She was burning with impatience and couldn't wait any longer, so she turned around and rushed to the stairs.

He ran down to the first floor in one breath, and there was already a crowd surrounding the person who had fallen.

When Ling Feiran saw Liu Wen in the crowd, her tense nerves relaxed instantly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Liu Wen!" Ling Feiran gasped, running over to say, "You're here."

Liu Wen, carrying a box of medical gauze, stared blankly at the corpse on the ground and replied absentmindedly, "Okay, I'll go to the storeroom to get the gauze." The head nurse rushed into the crowd, shouting, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't crowd here!—Did you call the security team?"

Someone replied, "Yes, we just did."

The crowd slowly retreated, but did not leave, and the small circle grew into a larger one.

Ling Feiran and Liu Wen were also squeezed into the crowd.

She tugged at Liu Wen and whispered, "Let's go, the security team will handle it."

Liu Wen stood still, her eyes still fixed on the body on the ground. "She was from the eighth floor. I know her. She and I were in the same batch of volunteers."

Ling Feiran couldn't bear to look any longer. She had recognized her just now; it was the nurse who had taken care of Marley. She had seen Marley crying her heart out at the incinerator yesterday, and she never expected her to be like this today...

Whispers rippled around them.

Some people were talking, some were sighing, and some with strong empathy were letting out suppressed sobs. All the sounds mixed together, making the atmosphere at the scene gradually heavy and sad.

Ling Feiran was also immersed in this immense sorrow, bowing her head in silent mourning.

But after a while, she vaguely felt that something was wrong.

She couldn't explain why, but all her senses were sending her uncomfortable feelings, and she even felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

To verify her feeling, she scanned her surroundings and found that some people's eyes had indeed changed. They were no longer focused on the nurse who had fallen from the building, but on the cards that were gradually emerging from the nurse's body.

Ling Feiran looked up and her breath hitched.

Because she saw that all the patients on the second, third, and fourth floors, except for the tenth and eleventh floors, were gathered in the corridor, their eyes fixed on the card on the nurse's body!
A chill ran down her spine. Ling Feiran stared in disbelief at the faces and eyes upstairs, feeling as if a huge, invisible emotion was hanging over her. It seemed to be indifference, numbness, jealousy, and resentment!

But why?
Why did she have this feeling? Was it because of the language barrier and the lack of mutual understanding? Was it because of the inherent antagonism between the two groups? Or was it because of her inner fears that led to this illusion?
Ling Feiran was in a state of utter confusion.

Fortunately, the crowd dispersed quickly. The head nurse gave a few stern shouts, ordering the volunteers to return to their posts. Then the guards arrived, covered the body with a white sheet, and notified the logistics department to bring equipment to collect the cards.

Ling Feiran returned to the ninth floor with Liu Wen in a daze.

Liu Wen noticed something was wrong with her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ling Feiran didn't know what to say. A chill still lingered in her heart. She felt that she could no longer wholeheartedly take care of these patients because she suspected that she was not taking care of wounded lambs, but vicious wolves waiting for their chance.

However, such malicious speculation, once uttered, is like an accusation without any evidence, and will only harm innocent people.

After much deliberation, Ling Feiran tentatively asked Liu Wen, "Did you... sense anything was off just now?"

Liu Wen looked confused. "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Ling Feiran's heart sank. She was now certain that only she could feel the invisible hostility permeating the air.

　Forget it, I give up. I'm not going to torture myself anymore. I can't adjust my schedule, so be it. Whatever... I'll never be able to be self-disciplined in this life. I need to make peace with myself. Yes, accept myself.

　　(End of this chapter)