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The woman in labor finally stopped crying when she heard Abigail's words. But she was already on the brink of exhaustion.
Abigail glanced at the female doctor who stood by idly. "Perform an episiotomy on her."
The female doctor didn't move.
Abigail's face darkened. "Don't make me say it a second time."
"You dare boss me around in my delivery room? If something goes wrong, can you take responsibility?" The female doctor was already annoyed with Abigail. Although she had initially been wary of the director's orders, seeing only a group of students present now made her feel invincible, regardless of Abigail's potential connections.
Abigail took a deep breath. The woman in labor was in so much pain, yet the female doctor insisted on arguing. Who would take responsibility if something went wrong?
"I'll take responsibility."
