The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1422 For Sheryl’s Good Or Not

Cassie felt all of her hairs stand up as she thought about mice; just the thought of them was enough to cause her to panic. Mice were the creatures she was most scared of.

She was now aware of where she was, and if she ignored the mouse and walked away from the locker room, she was only going to panic each time she passed it or thought about the possibility of the mouse running around.

So she decided to deal with the mouse now, getting it over and done with.

She looked around to see if there was an appropriate tool for her to use. She smiled when she found a stick in a corner. She took the stick in her hands without a second thought and walked quietly to another locker room.

Before she could go inside, however, she felt another figure slipping in past her. It startled her so much that she nearly screamed, but since it wasn't her own locker room, she quickly hid herself in the darkness not wanting to have any misunderstandings.

As the figure got closer, Cassie recognized that it was a colleague from another department. Lillian was her name.

They were only acquaintances. Cassie had never spoken more than greetings to her, so she didn't want to go and say hello. Not only that, but she didn't want to scare Lillian to death, so she continued hiding and waiting.

Lillian, however, didn't leave. Instead, she did something that sent Cassie into more panic than the mouse had; the mouse was just an inkling of a thought at this point. She'd almost forgotten about it. She saw Lillian stop in front of one of the many lockers, open it, and take out a small box.

Whatever that was inside it must have been precious to her, since she held it with both hands in a awe-like trance.

Cassie's curiosity was aroused. She craned her neck to try and see the box's content, widening her eyes when she did, her curiosity doubling as her eyes locked on it.

It seemed to be the type of medical kit that they used at the hospital, but there were letters on the box that Cassie couldn't see. But as a nurse, she had worked with all the tools in the medical field all her life and could tell that it was some kind of injection kit. What would Lillian be doing with it? Cassie raised an eyebrow in puzzlement.

It was strictly prohibited by the hospital to bring in any medicine from outside. Which medicine to use and how to apply should strictly follow the prescription of relevant doctors. All the medicines should be fetched from the pharmacy and used on the same day. If there was any leftover, it should be either sent back or destroyed, to guarantee everyone's safety. Thus, it was a serious violation if anyone brought medicine from the outside world or took medicine out of the hospital for medical or recreational use.

Cassie wondered what her colleague was doing and whether it was medicine inside the box or something else.

Another figure entered the room, interrupting her thoughts.

She groaned and then held her breath, watching and listening.

"Lillian, here you are! This is the thing you need. Blend it into the injection as we discussed."

It was a man's voice. It was remarkably harsh, and Cassie was certain that she had never heard it before.

The man was wearing a casual suit and a baseball cap. Cassie was unable to see his face in the dim room, but she could make out the shadow of thick-rimmed glasses. It was someone she had never seen before.

By this point, Cassie had cooked up a theory about what was going on. There was a conspiracy theory going on, and she was sure. Firstly, Lillian was acting weird, and she had brought a stranger into the locker room. They were plotting about something, but what? Cassie wanted to know.

The man was whispering something into Lillian's ear.

Lillian stood against the wall, still and focused on the man's words.

"What? Are you serious?" Lillian sounded panicked, and her voice quivered a lot.

"Yes, this is what we're going to do. All you need to do is blend it into her injection. You're her nurse and no one will suspect you, or even look at you twice," the man told her hurriedly.

"No, I can't. I just can't do that! Isn't there any other way?" Lillian was shaking a bit.

The man wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Just one simple injection, honey! Once you do it, we will get married and no one can stop us. Then we'll move to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and start a new life!"

"That's the life I've always longed for with you..." Lillian murmured, her imagination gripping at the visual image of paradise.

"I know, and all you need to do is complete this as soon as possible. We'll be happy together forever!" the man continued, thrusting the box into her hands.

Lillian turned to look at him and nodded determinedly. "Okay. I'll do it."

"That's my girl! I promise it's worth the risk! Now I've got to get out of here. It'll be weird if someone sees me." He kissed Lillian on her forehead and then left the room hastily.

Lillian watched after him with her eyes. Once he was out of sight, she pocketed the box and bottle and also left the room.

On the other side of the room, Cassie was still hiding, trying to process what she had heard. It was clear that she was going to add something into a patient's injection serum that was not supposed to be there. She ran out of the room and headed the same direction that Lillian was heading, quickly catching up to her, only a few feet behind her. Cassie had half a mind to close the distance between them, grab the box out of her pocket, take it to the hospital security staff, and tell them that Lillian intended to do harm.

But she didn't have any solid evidence. What if the stuff in her pocket was just over-the-counter medicine that could be purchased everywhere? What if she was mistaken? Cassie hesitated, slowing down to a stop.

Her intuition didn't put her at ease. She couldn't go against her own consciousness. She decided to continue following Lillian; if she didn't make any more suspicious movements, she would leave her be and forget everything she'd seen and heard.

To her surprise, Lillian went directly into Doctor Liu's office instead of a ward.

Cassie was familiar with that office. Doctor Liu was Sheryl's attending doctor, and she had entered into his office several times to ask about Sheryl. What did Lillian do here? Did this involve Sheryl? Cassie bit her lips, growing more determined. She looked around; there was no one around. She thought for a moment, then pulled out her phone and leaned against the wall outside Doctor Liu's office. She pretended to text, but her ears were listening to what Lillian would say.

For a few minutes, Lillian didn't say anything. She went to fetch some of her medical documents to read. Then, she turned to Doctor Liu. "Doctor, Mrs. Lu is going to leave the hospital tomorrow, but she is still weak. Do you think she needs some more nutrition injection?"

The doctor looked up from his own medical documents and thought for a moment or two. "No, there is no such need. Her real problem is her bad physical condition. All she needs is rest and a healthy diet. It takes time. More nutrition will do her no good. Time will heal."

"Yes, it takes time, but I believe nutrition would help her as well. At least, her sleep. The more sleep she gets, the faster she'll get better, right?" Lillian continued.

"No, I'm quite sure that she's getting better. I'm her doctor and her conditions are well in my hands," the doctor said firmly.

Lillian had to give up. If she continued, the doctor would get suspicious, and after all, he was the attending doctor and so the only one who could give out medicine prescriptions. There was no way that she could cut him out and get what she wanted, and she knew this.

This obstacle was frustrating, but she wouldn't give up. She had told the man that she was going to do it, and she was determined more than ever to complete her task. She had worked in the hospital for many years. She could replace her own way to do it.

Outside the office, Cassie was puzzled. She knew what Lillian was up to now, but she was confused. She'd never heard Sheryl mention that she and Lillian knew each other, and Lillian sounded like she cared for Sheryl.

But she felt there was something wrong. She thought hard about what Lillian could be thinking. If Lillian was going to hurt Sheryl, she needed to come up with an idea quickly and at the same time, she had to avoid alerting the snake.