Nurse Zhang is not dead.
Outside the emergency room, I overheard the doctor saying she had taken an overdose of sleeping pills. Fortunately, it was discovered early, and she was out of danger. However, she remained in a coma, unresponsive for two consecutive days.
As I waited outside the emergency room, I recalled the first time I met Nurse Zhang. She was the kind of ordinary hospital nurse who spent her days administering injections and distributing medication, someone no one would associate with being a "hero." Yet, it was precisely this ordinary person who chose to stand up after uncovering the truth.
The on-duty nurse informed me that Nurse Zhang's husband had passed away early, leaving her to raise a middle school child alone. She could have chosen to protect herself, but she said, "After being a nurse for so many years and watching patients leave one by one, my conscience wouldn't allow it."
Perhaps it was this sense of conscience that led her to risk her life to obtain the USB drive. And it was also this conscience that almost cost her life.
"Was it suicide or homicide?" I sat in the taxi, staring blankly at the location of Rainbow Clinic on my phone. It seemed too coincidental that Nurse Zhang had given me the address on the very day something happened.
"Driver, first go to East Suburb Industrial Park."
The driver glanced at me through the rearview mirror. "There’s hardly anyone over there anymore; it's not safe for a girl to go alone."
I smiled but said nothing. In my pocket lay a personal alarm device, a habit I had developed over years of medical reporting.
The industrial park was shockingly dilapidated. Weeds sprouted through cracks in the concrete, and a rusty iron gate bore a sign that read "No Entry." Following the navigation, I stopped in front of a small two-story building.
The sign had long faded, but I could vaguely make out the word "Rainbow." The clinic was tightly locked, yet there were signs that the dust on the windows had been wiped clean. Just as I was about to approach for a photo, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.
" Reporter Lin, what a coincidence!"
I turned around abruptly to see Liu Ting. She was dressed in a black tracksuit, holding a plastic bag, and looked quite out of place.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I... I followed you," she stammered. "I was worried something might happen to you."
Her words sounded suspicious. I had taken a cab here; there was no way she could have followed me. Just as I was about to press her for more information, the door of the clinic swung open.
A middle-aged man in a white coat stepped out. "Who are you two looking for?"
"Is this the Rainbow Clinic?" I feigned calmness.
"It’s been closed," he replied, his gaze shifting back and forth between Liu Ting and me. "If you need medical attention, go to a proper hospital."
"I'm here to see Director Wang for some medicine," Liu Ting suddenly interjected.
The man's expression changed noticeably. "Come inside."
I was about to stop her, but Liu Ting had already followed him in. This was dangerous—too dangerous! I pulled out my phone, ready to call the police when a voice behind me said, "Don't make any sudden moves."
A gun pressed against my lower back.
"Put down your phone and go inside."
The cold touch made me freeze. I slowly lowered my phone as I was pushed into the clinic. The dim light inside cast shadows, and a pungent smell of medicine lingered in the air. Liu Ting stood in the corner, her expression making my heart sink.
"Liu Ting, you..."
"I'm sorry, Reporter Lin," she said, lowering her head. "I was forced into this too."
"Enough!" a man interrupted sharply. "Search her bag."
My bag was turned upside down. The camera, voice recorder, and notebook were all thrown to the ground. The man with the gun roughly checked every corner.
"Boss, we didn't find the USB drive."
"USB drive?" I was taken aback. "What are you looking for?"
No one answered me. The man stepped in front of Liu Ting. "Did she really take nothing?"
Liu Ting shook her head. "Director Wang is very cautious; there’s nothing in the office..."
"Smack!" The man slapped her, cutting off her words. "You were supposed to keep an eye on her, and this is how you did it?"
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