CHAPTER 01

WHEN she parked her own car in the parking lot then she got out, she barely brushed her own hair before walking inside the hospital. She first passed the coffee shop inside the hospital before taking the escalator up to the second floor.



The other nurse greeted her and bowed their head to her, she just nodded in response. Her gaze was on the road until she reached her own office here at the hospital. She pushed the door shut before taking a sip of her own coffee and placing the things she was carrying on the glass table.



She took the white coat that was hanging on the side and put it on and she barely touched the name plate on the side no'n. She took the coffee and then left the room.



She almost spit out the coffee she was drinking when one of the doctors in her department rushed up to her. "What?" She asked with a grimace as she gave it a bad look.



"Patient 012," that was all the fellow doctor could say before she quickly passed him and hurriedly walked to the ward.



As soon as she entered inside, she saw the patient, three fellow doctors and a nurse surrounding a patient lying in a hospital bed.



They try to perform the CPR procedure while the nurse adjusts the defibrillator.



She quickly approached them and looked at the patient before taking the defibrillator paddles.



"Continue the CPR," she commanded while fixing the defibrillator. She instructs the nurse to press the charge button after she puts a gel on the paddles.



She rubbed the paddles while looking at the patient. "Clear." She said the reason for the doctors to step aside was that she used the defibrillator paddles. She gave the paddles to the nurse and she did CPR with her hands. Her every move is fast and polished but definitely careful and without mistakes.



The monitor screen remained soniferous, noisy and unwilling to calm down so she continued to do CPR, she fixed her both hands counterpart to the chest of the patient and continued doing the CPR. After a couple of minutes the monitor screen gradually returns to normal, the moving line is fine and the patient's heart rate is also in a normal state. It means the patient's life is safe and no longer at risk.



She took a deep breath before removing both hands that were on the patient's chest before straightening up. She looked at the two nurses. "Monitor this patient and let me know every result," she said causing both nurses to quickly answer and nod. She turned to her fellow doctors with a dangerous look.



"Follow me," her voice was like a sharp knife and it was full of authority and anyone would be followed in no time if you happened to hear that. She took the coffee she had handed to a doctor before turning and walking away.



She winced when she tasted the coffee, it was already cold.



After she arrived at their department, her fellow doctors arrived just after her.



She is Kristine Camille Villarreal, a senior doctor who was extremely strict when it came to her patients.



"Why did that happen?" She asked, calm but dangerous.



"We always do checking the patient and it was-," a doctor was interrupted when she interrupted.



"Always do? But how did that happen? I thought your operation on the patient was successful?" it couldn't help but to raise her voice.



She entrusted that patient to her fellow doctors because she knew they were capable of such an operation. But it seems she was mistaken. When was her last day in this department when something went wrong.



The fellow doctors looked at the door when it opened and another familiar doctor entered.



"Doctor Villarreal. The Executive Director wants to talk to you, it's about your transfer," he announced looking at her seriously.



She secretly winced before straightening her white coat and nodding. "I'll follow."



Shee wanted to lecture her fellow doctors but she was already being called. But before completely leaving their department, she said something, a will.



"I hope it won't happen again. A patient's life is important, I'm happy to work with you for four years. We will see again, I'll just move to another department."



...



Krist sat in front of the visitor's chair which was just opposite the Executive Derictor.



"Do you need anything?" She asked and adjusted her seat. She asked as if the person talking was not the Executive of the Hospital where she worked.



The Executive smiled sparingly. "I want to talk to you, it's about your transfer to another department."



She took a deep breath, until now she still couldn't hide his sadness at the thought of moving to another department, yes and working in the same hospital but she still couldn't help but feel this emotion.



"Why do I even have to shift into another department?" She asked in a calm voice as if it was just nothing for her.



"The old senior doctor retired. The senior doctor of the department you are moving to has retired, a new senior doctor is needed because there is also an intern there. You need to look after him and he is an important person," said the Executive with emphasis with every word said.



She couldn't hide her reaction, she winced and straightened her own hair as if irritated by what she heard. "I'm a senior doctor. I'm fine with moving to another department, the important thing is that I'm still a doctor, but what I don't understand is why do I have to look after him, that intern? Is the intern sick? that?"



She lost her respect every time she got annoyed, she even winced and crossed her legs.



...



Her face was wrinkled when she left the Executive Director's office. She has no choice but to follow what they said.



She looked up in the air and high when she walked, she met some walking patients with a guard, at that sight she couldn't help but smile secretly. She was happy to see many recovering patients, well that was their job to help and to cure the patient.



Instead of going to her own office she went to the ward, she put both hands in the pocket of her white coat before walking towards the patients.



"Hey, kiddo!" She greeted the child lying in the hospital bed in a low voice. When he saw her, he immediately smiled and sat up from the bed.



"Miss Doctor, can I get out of here?" the boy asked her, he sat on the edge of his bed.



"I understand you, has your nurse said anything yet?" She asked and scratched her own eyebrows. This is the child she operated on last week because of a wild locust that hit the child.



The boy's muzzle lengthened as he looked at her before shaking his head. "Not yet, he and Mama said I should get a little stronger before I get out of the hospital."



She nodded. "Or according to what you do, are you getting stronger?- wait, what's your name again?"



The boy's snort grew longer because of his question. "Jaybe, I've told you several times. Jaybe, Jaybe."



He repeated his own name, secretly smiled and ruffled the boy's hair.



"Jaybe, get well and when you get out of here," she said calmly.



The boy nodded one after the other. "Yes Miss Doctor, I don't want to be left here because your other patients have gone home but I haven't yet."



She looked around the ward, there were only a few patients lying in hospital beds unlike before when this ward was full. She is happy to see many patients who have recovered and returned home.



When the patient's mother arrived, she stood up and talked to her for a while, she even looked at some patients who were resting before leaving the ward.



So she was really moving into another department starting tomorrow. She arranged the things in his own office and put them in the box.



She looked at her own watch, it's already one in the afternoon. She looked outside the door when someone knocked on the open door.



"Hey, I heard you're moving, how are you?" Shiela asked, the class of her question was sarcastic and she suppressed a smile on her lips. It looks happy because this is the new one to replace her.



"I'm good, so much good. You? How are you?" She smiled sweetly at her but inside she wanted to wince. She wanted to strangle the woman and strangle her because she was disgusted by her appearance.



"Well, it's better than good. The pest is going away so it's really good," Shiela grinned at her. She nodded, ignoring what she heard.



"Oh that's good to hear. It's a beautiful pest whoever you're talking about. Anyway I have to go, I have something to do important."



She brought the box and hugged it before walking to the door but before she could even leave the old office she turned to the female doctor.



"Enjoy the room, you will make a lot of friends there, especially at night. There's a lot of ghost friends here Shiela, Enjoy!" She winked at her and smiled before turning her back and walking away.



She heard the loud and irritating scream of the female doctor while walking, a soft laugh came out of her mouth. Pathetic!



She got into her own car and put the things she was carrying in the passenger seat before starting the car's engine.



...



EVERYONE he passes by he greets with a smile on his face and most of them are kept secret every time he smiles at them. He passed by the coffee shop stall here inside the hospital. He smiled at the barista and ordered his own coffee.



He chose the black coffee espresso, he wants to try and taste it because he often buys caffe latte so he wants to taste this one.



When he was about to take the order that the smiling barista was handing to him, someone suddenly took it so that his hand seemed to be left in the air, his mouth hanging open as he looked at the person next to him who took his order of black coffee espresso.



"Why did you steal my-," he hadn't even finished what he was saying when the woman who took his black coffee espresso interrupted.



"Just order again, it's all mine," the woman interrupted what he was going to say and took some money before placing it on the counter.



"But that was mine." he whined, this girl stole his coffee.



"You said it was so this is mine now," the girl gave him a sweet smile, a sarcastic smile before turning her back to him.



He didn't do anything but let the woman take his order and just order another one. "Caffe latte please," he gave a small smile maybe black coffee espresso was not really meant for him so caffe latte will do.



Carrying his own coffee, he took the escalator up to the second floor where their department was.



Today is another day full of hope for Russell. After putting on the white coat, he came out of the locker room, the stethoscope was also placed in the pocket of the white coat he was wearing.



He finished the coffee before going downstairs to go to the ER.



"Hey brother!" he happily greets a doctor, yes he is an intern but because of his approachability he is comfortable with fellow doctors.



"Where's my coffee?" he asked him, he walked over to it before shaking his head.

"Nothing?" it asked.



He nodded. "No, but don't worry, I'll deliver the coffee brothers here," he smiled before taking off his arm.



The two of them stopped talking when another doctor arrived. "We have a new senior doctor, now coming," it announced.



"Doctor Jase, I thought there was no replacement senior doctor?" Doctor Zian asked his brother.



Doctor Jase shrugged. "I heard rumors that he is here."



Russel secretly winced, could their senior be a boy again? Will he scream again? Well, he didn't care. Just don't force him when it comes to operating on the patient because he really can't do that.



Doctor Cyril arrives. "Let's go to the department, our new senior is waiting."



"Is it a boy or a girl?" asked Doctor Zian, the four of them walking back to the department.



"I don't know either, they just said that we were being called but they didn't say if it was a girl or a boy. But if it was a girl, she was probably old."



He agreed with what Doctor Cyril said, it must be old if their new senior doctor is a woman.



It's his last year as an intern, but until now he's still afraid to face what he's afraid of. How could he imagine that one day he can overcome his fear?



When they entered the department, it was the opposite of what they expected, or rather what he saw. Because instead of being old and with wrinkled skin and white hair, it looks different.



Sexy, tall and has a beautiful face. He stopped and stared at their senior doctor for a moment, his gaze fixed on him. But suddenly realization hit him and pointed to their new senior doctor.



"You are the one who stole my black coffee espresso," both of his eyebrows meet at this accusation. He still couldn't move on from getting his coffee.