Not Your Doormat Anymore novel Chapter 56

"The condition of this elderly man..."

"You're the attending physician, so the decision is yours to make."

Dr. Grey didn't even look up.

"The other patients I'm handling..."

"I've already made it clear—you're the attending physician. Don't you know how to handle this? Or are you saying you're not up to the task?"

At last, Dr. Grey looked up, his impatient gaze cutting right through me. A chill ran down my spine.

This didn't feel right.

Whether it was the patients assigned by him or Dr. Crowell, each one felt like a challenge. It seemed like they were convinced I couldn't handle them and were deliberately setting me up to fail. They just wanted to get rid of me.

Fury surged within me as I stood up and walked out of Dr. Grey's office without a second glance. If they wanted me gone, I'd make sure to stay.

I devoted more time to studying the cases, and gradually, I saw my patients recover one after another. Even the elderly man's condition was steadily getting better. If things continued this way, he could be discharged in three days.

I closed my eyes, finally able to get some rest.

But before midnight, a panicked nurse shook me awake.

"Dr. Ranford, you need to get here quickly! The elderly man... He has stopped breathing!"

My sleepiness disappeared in an instant. I rushed over, but by the time I arrived, the elderly man had already passed. Despite my attempts at CPR, I couldn't revive him.

When I announced the patient's time of death, the family rushed toward me, their eyes red with grief. They grabbed my collar.

"You told us he'd be discharged soon! He was fine this morning! Why did he die so suddenly? Was it you? Did you kill my dad? Huh?" The son's eyes were bloodshot with rage.