Chloe Simpson couldn't believe that even now, that jerk Lucas Hughes was still being adored and valued by everyone.
She really couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Chloe, you!"
Lydia Brooks's face turned green with anger.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze.
The deputy director of the emergency department, the nurses all serve as the second-in-command, no need for night shifts, and don't have to deal with emergencies. They arrange all nurse schedules with the head nurse.
Obviously, no one dares to offend them.
The other nurses never expected Chloe would splash Lydia's face with water on her first day of work.
Just moments ago, Lydia was still holding onto her haughty demeanor, with her eyes full of sharpness and malice, unable to retract her malicious gaze and sneer in time.
The water sprayed from Chloe's mouth trickled down Lydia's carefully drawn eyebrows.
She no longer cared about face or anything else, her tightly clenched fingers digging into her flesh bit by bit.
