Chapter 2

The warmth on my arm made me shudder instantly.

I couldn't help but let my gaze fall on Leslie. She shook my arm and acted cute toward me.

"Olivia, please do me this favor."

"Tomorrow is my one-year anniversary with my boyfriend. We already made plans."

She blinked her eyes, looking very innocent.

"I know you're the nicest person in our department. You definitely won't refuse me, right?"

I suppressed the hatred in my heart and gently pushed her hand away.

"I'll agree to it."

"That's great, Olivia! I knew you were the best."

"But I have one condition."

I interrupted her words rather coldly. In an instant, the enthusiasm on her face vanished completely.

Her voice even became somewhat dissatisfied. "What condition, Olivia?"

As I spoke, I turned and took out a piece of paper and a pen from the drawer.

"I need you to write down the specific time, the reason for switching shifts with me, and then sign your name."

"Then you need to hold this paper and let me take a photo of you."

As soon as I finished speaking, Leslie screamed.

"Olivia! You're going too far!"

She bit her lip tightly, her tears threatening to fall. "We're coworkers. I just want to switch shifts!"

"Do you really need to make things so difficult for me?"

I raised my eyebrows and pretended to put the paper away.

"Since you don't want to switch, then forget it."

As I said this, I deliberately glanced at her. She became visibly anxious.

Seeing that I really didn't intend to switch shifts, she hurriedly came over again.

She gritted her teeth. "Fine, I'll write it."

Without another word, I handed the paper to her. "Then write it."

The moment she spoke, I knew she absolutely had to switch this shift with me.

After all, this was the only way she could get me killed.

In my last life, Leslie came to me near the end of my shift asking me to switch with her.

Looking at her harmless appearance, I agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll cover for you the day after tomorrow."

I just never expected that my casual agreement would bring disaster upon me!

The next day when Leslie covered my shift, she carelessly gave the wrong medication to the patient in Room 3.

The patient immediately went into respiratory failure, but she just stood there helplessly at first, not even pressing the emergency bell.

Only when the patient was on the brink of death did she pretend to perform a few chest compressions.

The person died in the hospital, but she hid it from the family and lied to the hospital until the next day when the patient's family came and discovered the abnormality.

I had just entered the office when a large group of people suddenly rushed through the door.

They angrily asked, "Which one of you was on duty yesterday?"

I was confused and looked at Leslie beside me.

I never expected her to quickly pull out our shift schedule from the drawer.

Then she viciously pointed at me. "It was her! She was on duty yesterday."

"This is our shift schedule. You can look at it if you don't believe me."

I didn't even have a chance to speak before a man grabbed my hair.

"You killed my father. I'll beat you to death!"

Everyone rushed forward, pushing me to the ground, stomping on my head with their feet one after another.

"Olivia?"

"I'm done writing. Take a look."

Leslie's voice pulled me back from my thoughts. I took the paper from her.

It clearly stated the reason she wanted to switch shifts, the date, and her name. I nodded with some satisfaction.

"Okay, now hold up that paper and stand over there so I can take a photo."

Leslie's face looked somewhat unpleasant, and her tone became much colder.

"Olivia, you're going a bit too far."

"I already wrote it out for you, and now you want me to take a photo. Don't you trust me?"

I laughed coldly. "Yes. If you don't want to switch shifts, then you don't need to take the photo."

"I'm going home now."

As I spoke, I started putting on my coat. She quickly came over to pull me back.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, Olivia. I'll let you take the photo."

She held up the paper with a resentful expression and stood in the distance, letting me take that photo.

I looked at my phone with satisfaction. "Okay, then I'll leave tomorrow to you."