Three years ago, I was framed by my best friend and my family.
She took the blame for medical treatment, lost her job, ruined her reputation, and received cold looks.
But she stepped on my life, getting promoted and getting salary increases all the way, and she was very successful.
Three years later, I changed my name and appearance, and returned to this hospital as the receptionist of the triage desk.
No one knows that I came back just for revenge.
I don't make noises or make noise, and I don't fight or kill.
Just standing behind the small front desk, watching indifferently, silently arranging the arrangements.
Watch them being lazy, breaking the rules, accepting gifts, fighting among themselves, and biting each other.
Watch them push themselves into the abyss of eternal destruction with their own hands.
Everyone in the world thinks I am weak and can be bullied.
Little do they know that the most severe revenge is never a sword-to-sword confrontation.
Instead, he calmly let the enemy's whole family be destroyed.
This time, I want to take back everything that belongs to me.
I will recover everything you owe me, including the principal and interest.
