"Dr. Watson, the family is being difficult. They’re letting this woman, who isn’t even part of the hospital, disrupt protocol," the young doctorined.


    Danielle ignored the exchange and moved toward the doors.


    "Stop right there! This is an operating room, not a yground. If something goes wrong, can you take responsibility?" Savannah snapped, stepping into her path.


    Danielle met Savannah’s re with a steely one of her own. "I don’t have time for your nonsense. I’ll take full responsibility."


    Savannah scoffed, her tone dripping with condescension. "And how exactly will you take responsibility for a lost life?"


    "That’s my son in there," Vivian interjected, her voice breaking but resolute. "Danielle is more than capable-please, let her in."


    "And you’re okay with letting her risk your son’s life?" Savannah countered, incredulous.


    "Get out of my way," Danielle said coldly, her voiceced with authority.


    The door to the operating room swung open.


    "What’s all thismotion at the OR entrance? Where’s the critical condition notice?" Ethan asked sternly.


    "Sir, this person caused trouble and insisted on entering the OR. I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen," one of the nursesined.


    "That’s right, Director. This woman made a scene. Dr. Watson and I tried to reason with her, but she cursed at us instead," Savannah chimed in.


    "You two must be sick of living, daring to falsely use our Danielle like this! If you’re itching for trouble, just say it!" Taylor and Emery couldn’t stand by any longer, firing back at the pair for their tant lies.