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Regret Novel 149

Every time medication was needed for surgery, the pharmacy kept a strict log–dosages could be less, never more, to prevent dangerous overdoses.

No one understood the implications of surplus drugs better than the anesthesiologist. Realization dawned on his face. Whipping around, he glared at the nervous new assistant. “What’s going on with the meds you gave me?”

“I… I…” The assistant was trembling so badly she could barely speak.

“She’s new, it’s her first time in the operating room,” Charlotte stepped in smoothly, handing the vial to the anesthesiologist. “She made a mistake, but since nothing catastrophic happened, we can forgive her this once.”

But Charlotte’s gaze sharpened as she looked back at the assistant. “Still, I don’t think you’re suited for this job.”

The words struck like a blow; the assistant broke down in tears, overwhelmed by guilt and fear. “It was Director Winthrop who told me to do it! She said a little allergic reaction to the anesthetic wouldn’t matter, that a tiny bit extra wouldn’t put the patient’s life at risk.”

“Director Winthrop?” The anesthesiologist was furious now. “What does someone who’s never set foot in an OR know about this? For most people, the risk of an allergic reaction to propofol is about thirty–seven percent. But for patients who are sensitive, the consequences are even more severe–especially during surgery. It can suppress breathing, trigger shock–this could have killed someone!”

“Thank God Dr. Sterling double–checked everything. Otherwise, we’d all be in serious trouble because of her!”

Any goodwill toward Tricia evaporated among the staff.

One small mistake–even the tiniest extra dose–could jeopardize everyone’s career in that room.

Charlotte’s face darkened. If not for the warning she’d found scribbled on Vera’s note, she would never have suspected Tricia would dare tamper with a patient’s medications. If something really had happened, did Tricia honestly believe Evander could protect her?

here,” Charlotte finally said, regaining her composure. She signaled for someone to escort the

over to her surgical assistant, Charlotte

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nodded and made a discreet hand

the morning until one

paced anxiously outside the recovery room, sick with

made her way to the surgical wing, hoping for news. The operation was still in progress, and no one had come out to

later, the surgical assistant finally

“How is my wife? Did the surgery go

his mask, but there was no relief in his expression–just a conflicted

beside Winston. “Deputy Commissioner Rivers, this is what happens when you trust the wrong people. There are so many renowned neurosurgeons in the city–how could you let an attending physician with only three years‘ experience perform such a

in his neck as he trembled with barely contained fury. Even his secretary was stunned–was Mr. Howard

Charlotte?” Winston exploded, his voice echoing down the hall. “Get her out here now! And Dean Chase,

Tricia stood back,

called, “Mr. Howard!” Tricia’s smile froze. She dropped her arms and hurried to meet Evander as he arrived. “Evander, you’re here!

“I told Dr. Sterling not to push herself, but she just wouldn’t

said the surgery failed?” The assistant doctor finally snapped, unable to hold back. “Did I

face paling. “But