Ling Feiran looked at the corner that had already been cleaned up, feeling dazed for a moment. She had just thought herself lucky, only to be assigned to the very floor where something had happened as soon as she arrived.
The nurse added, "Don't listen to those rumors outside. After the incident, we checked the surveillance records immediately. Although this place is a blind spot, there are cameras on both necessary passageways leading in and out. No suspicious individuals were seen approaching. Wen Yi's death was an accident."
"Wen Yi was... the deceased's name?" Ling Feiran asked tentatively.
The nurse did not hide it. She nodded calmly. "Yes. She used to work on the ninth floor."
Ling Feiran froze at that, unable to help suspecting that she had been assigned here to fill the vacancy left by the pregnant woman's death.
"There are six volunteers on the ninth floor, working eight-hour shifts. You'll meet your colleagues shortly, and you'll meet the other two during the afternoon handover. The shift order is sometimes adjusted because personnel changes are frequent. Most volunteers apply for a Transfer Post after working seven days, so there may occasionally be overtime. But don't worry, overtime comes with extra allowances."
The nurse introduced the place as they walked. At the end of the corridor was the nurses' duty room.
The duty room was a suite with a changing room and washing facilities. Ling Feiran glanced inside and saw two folding beds behind a curtain, probably prepared for colleagues working night shifts.
"Sit here." The nurse led her to a desk. Four monitors were integrated into the desktop, displaying real-time surveillance footage from all over the ninth floor, including twelve wards, the two sections of hallway, and the inside of the duty room.
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