---- Chapter 260 Wendy stared down at the documents in her hand, brows furrowed in deep concentration . It took her several minutes before she finally gave a rough dosage estimate. Nathaniel spoke up, his tone serious. "There's a margin of error in your calculation . Let's adjourn for tonight. Everyone should go back and review the data. We'll finalize the treatment plan tomorrow." Margaret's condition was urgent, but one night wouldn't make or break the outcome.

Besides, with how drained Wendy looked, even Gregory agreed. The meeting then wrapped up. After walking everyone out, Wendy slumped into her chair. Liam sat beside her. When he noticed she was still scribbling notes and adjusting dosage estimates, he gently placed a hand on her wrist to stop her. "You're exhausted. Go home and rest. Revisit this tomorrow," he said. Wendy shook her head. "I can't. Ms.

Hurst doesn't have time to wait." "She's stable for now," Liam said, quietly taking the pen from her hand. "What you need most right now is rest." ---- She looked up, frustration written across her face, ready to take the pen back, when Gregory walked in. "Wendy, listen to Liam. You've done enough for today." He rested a hand on her shoulder. Upon hearing his warm tone, her eyes instantly welled up. "T'm sorry, Dr. Hendrix," she murmured. "I've been checking in on Ms.

Hurst every day, and I still didn't catch it in time. I should've prevented this." Gregory handed her a tissue. "How could this be your fault? Even ordinary post-op patients can develop complications . Ms. Hurst's case is uniquely complex." Wendy took the tissue and lowered her head, silent. With a sigh, Gregory added, "You've done more than anyone could ask for. Do you know what Dr. Quinn told me after the meeting?" She shook her head, wiping the tears that had rolled down her cheeks.

She was overwhelmed with guilt. Gregory continued , "He told me he had mixed feelings about you after the Julian situation-some good, some bad. But when you presented those three treatment plans tonight, he let it all go. "He said it reminded him of himself when he was younger . Back then, he was just like you and Liam-brilliant, ---- ambitious, and unwilling to make mistakes in front of his mentors and peers. He wanted to be perfect.

But he later realized that perfection isn't the goal-saving lives is." Wendy slowly looked up. "Dr. Quinn..." "You probably don't know this," Gregory cut in gently. "But that mindset of his-trying to be flawless - that was the real mistake. The most important thing for a doctor is to heal people, not to chase some unreachable peak. "Nathaniel only started to ground himself after a tough conversation with his own mentor.

If he'd had that realization earlier, he might have gone even further in his career and saved even more lives." Wendy frowned slightly but said nothing. Gregory came back to the present and smiled at her. "Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying you're not grounded. You're already ahead of where Dr. Quinn was at your age. "But Wendy, you're human, not a machine. Even computers make mistakes. Why wouldn't you?" He added, ''Post-op inflammation is one of the most common complications .

Even if you'd been watching Margaret every single second, there's no guarantee you could've stopped it." Those words softened the guilt and tension in Wendy's chest, and the tightness in her brow finally eased. "Thank you, Dr. Hendrix," Wendy sniffled. "I'll rest tonight. Tomorrow, I'll work with everyone to finalize the best ---- possible treatment plan." Gregory nodded, satisfied. "That's what I want to hear." He turned to Liam, who had stayed quiet the whole time.

" Liam, I'm counting on you to help Wendy process things, alright? You two get some rest. It's late."