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Amber’s POV
<b>“</b>I’m sorry,” I told the reporters waiting outside the hospital while I pushed through the crowd to go into work. “I don’t have any more updates at this time.”
Still, the reporters continued to call out my name, asking me questions about Elder Jeffers and his family with a demanding ferocity.
Didn’t they see that I was only just going to work? How could I have new answers for them when I haven’t even been here?
“You’ll just have to wait for today’s briefing,” Itold them, rying to be as firm but also as kind as I could, despite the many microphones being shoved into my face.
Fortunately, the extra security that the new Head Healer hired spotted me through the crowd and at that moment, rushed down from standing beside the entrance. He hurried down to me, then helped make a path in the sea of reporters enough for me to sneak through.
Once I was safely in the building, I let out a sigh of relief, though the shing of camera lenses continued to follow me as photographers–ced their camera lenses up to the window to try to get a picture.
The past few days had been like this, an entire media frenzy while the hospital had this special patient. Despite our daily updates on Elder Jeffers condition, the press wanted more.
It was as if they were sharks sensing blood in the water.
All thanks to Ken Jeffers.
I knew he was just concerned about his father, so I couldn’t be angry with him, even if the situation had be somewhat exhausting, bringing my entire reputation into question.
Ken didn’t feel like I was doing enough for his father and went to the press to plead his case to the whole of the pack. Now, it felt like all of the pack was split on this, with some backing me up, and some turning against me.
It was a harsh turn from the hero–esque reputation I had garnered when I first moved here. Now I was something of a pariah. Even those who were on my side had questions, so I spent most of my free time fielding those. Everyone had an opinion on this situation, on what should be done to help Elder Jeffers recover, but none of those opinions were particrly helpful.
Many thought the shift should be forced by the family’s wishes, without asking Elder Jeffers himself, believing it would be too much to wake him and then force the shift given his wishes.
Fewer actually new thews and medical practices, that such a thing typically required the formal consent of the patient<b>, </b>only giving power to the Healers in certain circumstances. Though then there were those who thought those circumstances were now.
There were no easy answers in this case, unfortunately.
As I walked into my <b>office</b><b>, </b>Noah looked worried. When I say who was joining us today, I understood why. Both the new Head Healer and Julian were sitting in front of my desk. They both stood when they saw me, and I approached, moving around the desk to sit and join them.
Though they did stop to greet me, they then returned to their conversation at hand.
“I’m only saying that this media push has put the hospital, and by extension me, in a very awkward position,” the
Head <b>Healer </b>said.
“And I’m saying that I will support Healer Amber’s choi “We cannot let the bullying of the media push us into po
“I do think the family’s wishes should be considered in t both the eldest son and the youngest have put their faith understand the situation.”
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“And <b>I’m </b>saying that I will support Healer Amber’s choices on the matter, whatever they may be,” Julian replied. <b>“</b><b>We </b>cannot let the bullying of the media push us into potentially going against Elder Jeffers’s personal choices<b>.</b><b>” </b>
“<b>I </b><b>do </b>think <b>the </b>family’s wishes should be considered in the matter,” I admitted to them both. “But don’t forget, both the eldest son and the <b>youngest </b>have put their faith in me. It is only Ken who doesn’t seem to fully understand <b>the </b>situation.<b>” </b>