*6 months later*
''Hwaaa!'' A yawn stretched out from a pair of wide opened lips. ''I'm so tired...Can't wait to go home and take a proper shower.'' A voice followed after from the same pair of lips.
''Me too…'' A tired voice said in response with a deep sigh. ''I wonder why my younger self chose to study nursing.''
''Don't get me started…''
Words were exchanged from a pair of female nurses walking down the hallway of a hospital in their blue scrubs with metallic trays in their hands.
''Hey, I don't recall the patient in this ward…'' One of them pointed out, as they walked past a room with a number '107' engraved on the wooden plaque.
''Ah…that patient…I really feel sad for the husband.''
''Husband? The patient's married? Why do you feel bad though?''