Amber’s POV
The surgical bed was wheeled out behind me. I held up a broken suture needle and looked straight at Head Healer Eric.
“This is the needle I used today,” I said, holding up the broken suture needle for everyone to see.
“See?” Head Healer Eric said. “She did use defective equipment! This kind of thing is strictly prohibited!”
The patient’s family started to panic, understandably. If anything happened to the patient, I would be held responsible. Doubts and whispers filled the room, questioning both my skills and my character.
Irritation bubbled inside me.
“Medical equipment procurement isn’t my responsibility,” I said calmly. “That’s your job, Healer Eric. The tools I received this morning weren’t even from the batch you’re talking about. I wouldn’t know which are defective
