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Curtis didn't text back.

"I'm not hungry. Go ahead without me." Leanne pocketed her phone and returned to the office.

Several colleagues had returned from lunch when Leanne walked in, and she could sense something was off.

"Sandra is an idiot. She botched another surgery. She took it upon herself to perform a vitrectomy, and now, due to a mistake, the patient has suffered a hemorrhage in the vitreous body and gone blind. The family is causing a scene."

Donna was visibly annoyed. "The patient's husband has a temper like a ticking bomb, ready to explode at any moment. He's even threatening to take it to the press. If it blows up, our department will be the one to take the fall!"

Leanne inquired further. "Is it the patient with intraocular lymphoma?"

"Exactly!"

Leanne was bewildered. She had given Sandra clear guidance, yet something still went wrong.

was notably below average, a vitrectomy, a complex procedure, required supervision from a senior surgeon. Ruben had explicitly stated he would oversee her operation

"Dr. Castillo, Ruben

office, she could hear Ruben chastising Sandra inside. His voice was stern. "With your half-baked skills, what made you think you could

still not conceding, "If Leanne can do it, why

the mess you've created!" Ruben scolded, exasperated, "That patient's husband is already difficult to deal with. Now he's got an excuse to

be coy, Sandra pleaded, "Ruben, please

shut, and don't

as

chose to stand, her hands in her lab coat pockets. "I'd rather stand. Just get

situation. Sandra had a slight mishap during surgery, and now, the patient's family is making a

listened quietly, waiting

Seven who had gone blind, but Leanne's name appeared as the lead surgeon. Ruben

to take the blame?" Leanne was incredulous. "Do I

tried to reason. "If it's on Sandra, it's a scandal. If it's on you, it's a minor incident.