People from other departments, who didn't know the full story, looked at me with regret when they heard I quit.Still, no one said much.The moment I stepped out of the hospital, I noticed a man at the intersection nearby, lighting candles in a small metal tray.Something about him felt familiar.I walked closer.It was the old man's son, Joey Wheeler.He kneeled there, lighting candles one by one, quietly muttering under his breath."Dad, I miss you so much… They gave us money, but that's not enough. We still deserve answers. I'll find out what really happened. I promise."His voice cracked.When he looked up and saw me standing there, he flinched hard."Hey, what are you doing? Who are you?"I glanced at the candles, then crouched down beside him and set a few of my own next to his."My name's Ruth Johnson. I was the lead surgeon on your father's amputation."His eyes went wide.The next second, his expression twisted. He grabbed my shirt, yanking me forward."You're t
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