Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

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.

from a senior surgeon. Ruben had explicitly stated he would oversee her

someone called her out. "Dr. Castillo, Ruben wants to

His voice was stern. "With your half-baked skills, what

not conceding, "If Leanne can do it, why

created!" Ruben scolded, exasperated, "That patient's husband is already difficult to deal with. Now

Sandra pleaded, "Ruben, please help

keep your mouth shut,

and entered to find Ruben's expression softening as he offered her a chair. "Leanne, please, have a

hands in her lab coat pockets. "I'd

a slight mishap during surgery, and now, the patient's family is making

quietly, waiting

gone blind, but Leanne's name appeared as the lead surgeon. Ruben got

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

blame. It's for the reputation of our hospital," Ruben tried to reason. "If it's on Sandra, it's a scandal. If it's on you, it's