In my last life, before I got off work, my best friend cried and begged me to perform an operation on her mother. I was too exhausted physically and mentally to complete the operation, so I immediately refused. But her boyfriend, who is the director, persuaded her repeatedly. With the pleading of the two of them, I reluctantly agreed and the operation was successfully completed. But my best friend's mother bled to death during the recovery period after surgery. Before I could question her, my best friend directly accused me of killing her mother, "You had a medical accident and killed my mother, why didn't you admit it!" When my boyfriend saw it, he also accused me, "I have warned you not to be distracted during the surgery, you have disappointed me so much!" When I opened my eyes again, I still had five minutes to go before getting off work.
