From the moment I stepped into the OR, I knew surgery was my calling. After years of training, I became a surgeon at one of the city’s top hospitals. It was everything I had worked for—until one night changed everything.
A homeless, uninsured woman arrived in the ER with life-threatening internal injuries. Hospital policy barred treatment without approval—but no one was available, and she was dying. I made the call: “Prep the OR.” I saved her life, but the next morning I was fired for violating protocol. No one stood up for me. My career was over—until the phone rang.
It was Dr. Langford, the very man who’d fired me.
