One day, overwhelmed, I sought fresh air on a bench outside. That’s when a mysterious nurse sat beside me. She whispered something that shook me to my core: “Set up a camera in his ward. He’s not dying.”
Confused and angry, I demanded an explanation. She simply repeated her cryptic warning before walking away, leaving me with a mix of hope, fear, and suspicion. What truth was she hinting at? Should I believe her or dismiss it as nonsense?