Klutzy Intern

Summary

The new intern was a walking disaster, but my boyfriend, the department head, insisted on assigning her to me. He even wanted me to let her observe in the operating room.

I warned her a thousand times: do not, under any circumstances, hand me the wrong instrument. She still swapped the hemostat for a scalpel.

The patient bled out on the table. My license was revoked, my career destroyed.

And the intern? She hid behind my boyfriend, her voice trembling.

“Dr. Snook, I was just trying to help you finish faster… I didn’t know this would happen…”