"Because this matter concerns the future of all us doctors, I am once again joining forces with the doctors who have been victimized in this incident to announce a strike. All surgeries will be suspended! Until Leo comes forward to apologize and compensate everyone for the emotional damage we've suffered. Especially to my student Henry — he must personally kneel and apologize!"
Henry, eyes red and choking back tears, said, "Mr. Carter, I hope you’ll stop slandering me. Please don’t send me to Africa. I’m the only son my parents have."
The comment section was full of patients' families crying and begging me to apologize.
“My father’s condition can’t wait any longer. If the surgery is delayed again, he’ll die.”
“Please, Mr. Carter, just apologize. I’ll kneel if I have to—my daughter’s illness can only be treated by Dr. Wells.”
I gripped my phone tightly and my once-calm heart was finally torn apart.
Irene called, her tone full of threat. “Leo, you don’t want your reputation ruined and the hospital destroyed, do you?”