?<strong>Chapter 925:</strong>


    “But without evidence to support your im, this is going to be a serious issue. You could be facing disciplinary action again.”


    Belinda clenched her jaw, determination shing in her eyes.


    “I’ll figure something out.”


    Caiden nodded.


    “Alright. I’ll do what I can to dy any action from the hospital board for now.”


    “Okay,” Belinda said simply before turning on her heel and exiting his office.


    On the way back to the Cardiac Surgery Department, Belinda was lost in thought, her mind racing through potential solutions.


    Before she could formte a proper n, her phone rang, snapping her out of her thoughts.


    When she saw the caller ID, her eyebrows arched slightly in surprise.


    After hesitating for a moment, she answered the call.


    “Hello?”


    “Belinda, do you have a moment? I’d like to speak to you about Kylee’s dismissal from the Grand ins General Hospital.”


    The call was from Car, and she didn’t waste any time beating around the bush.


    “Where are you right now?” Belinda asked.


    “I’m in the underground parking lot at the Grand ins General Hospital, space V765,” Car replied.


    “Got it. I will go and meet you there.” Belinda hung up and changed her course to head for the parking lot.


    She quickly got into Car’s car.


    As soon as she sat down, she unlocked her phone and handed it to Car.


    “I’ll get straight to the point. This is the hospital’s official notice of disciplinary action. You can see it for yourself.” Car took the phone and read the email.


    The emailid out the entire situation in detail. The more Car read, the darker her expression became.


    Belinda, on the other hand, remained calm.


    “Kylee told Mitchell that I got her fired, but I don’t really see what I’ve done wrong. Can you tell me? At which point exactly did I do something wrong? Was it stepping in to save a patient during surgery when the patient’s physician’s negligence led to a rupture in the left ventricr wall? Or was it confronting Turner if he had even looked at the medical records I gave him?”


    Car finally looked at her, her lips pressed into a thin line. Guilt and regret washed over her as she returned Belinda’s phone.


    “You did nothing wrong,” she said in a serious tone.


    “The ones at fault are Kylee and her mentor!”


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