Li Lingling suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of disorientation.
Up until now, her mind was filled with her colleagues' recognition of her and the patients' gratitude towards her.
She had a confidence that 'I am indeed a good nurse, I can help everyone.'
Every glance from her colleagues, every word from the patients, seemed to reinforce this confidence, building a towering structure.
But now, all that echoed in Li Lingling's ear were those two sentences from the patient's wife just now.
["Do you even know what you're doing!"]
["Let that ineffective nurse step away, get someone more professional..."]
The pillars of that towering structure seemed to resonate with these words, easily starting to shake.
Hiss—inhale—
Li Lingling took a deep breath, she had undergone professional training, knew that the emotions of disaster victims were extremely unstable.
