Nurse Sima came to the consultation room between shifts. She carried a small envelope in both hands and paused when she saw the three people waiting inside.
“Qinghe said it would be private,” she said.
“It is,” Qinghe replied. “Only the review team will see your statement. You can take the label back at any point. We’ll record who handles it, and you decide whether to speak beyond this room.”
Sima sat and placed the envelope on the table. Physician Lian put on gloves before opening it. Inside lay one strip of paper with a pale green mark and a batch number.
“I kept this from the first crate,” Sima said. “The label came loose, and I almost threw it away. Then the next crate arrived with the same odd ink. I wrote down the dates and kept this strip in an envelope. I wanted something more than my memory if anyone asked why I had moved the stock.”
She had not taken medicine from the supply room. She left both crates sealed, marked the cabinet shelf, and asked Ma to put the key in the supervisor’s drawer. The shift log listed the move but not her concern.
Lian set a clean pad on the table. “We can preserve the strip separately from your statement. That way the label speaks for itself, and your account explains when you saw it.”
