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dance of gloved hands and gleaming instruments. The only sound being heard were the controlled hu

a beneath them. Catherine, a new intern, stood at the periphery of the action, her heart pounding in her chest. This was it – her first real surgery, it wa

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l in the world. Ever since his major appearance a little over a year ago, he's climbed through ranks at an alarming rate, his 100% succes

asted, his brow furrowed in concentration. He barely seemed to notice anyon

it of concentration, with the slightest mistake resulting to terrible consequences. Catherine's role was solely to assist, to anticipate

omplex network of blood vessels, fingers holding the cold metal, as elegant as a swa

said, his hand

hrough her spine. Ethan on the other hand was focused, his gaze never leaving the patient in front of him. It was as

ost taste it. The hiss of the suction was loud and it was accompanied by the occasional snap of a suture. Catherine's back ached, her legs

uld sw

om. Catherine looked behind her to find the owner of the voice, it was one of the

y shoving Catherine aside, "Just watch the procedure", although his voice

a tired sigh and retreated to the back of the room, her gaze swe

of focused surgeons. The medical charts and monitors were arranged neatly next to one another at the very edge of the room, directly facing them. On the d

ed, meticulously reviewed the patient's chart, snippets of short instructi

frow

the medication dosages, it wasn't adding up. Catherine grew uneasy, she glanced at the monitor displaying the patient's vital signs. Stable. But there was a slight deviation

ng his life. The dosage of the vasodilator Ethan had administered was too high, significantly higher than the patient's body weight and condition warranted. An increasing amount could lead to

rough attention to detail. He was never wrong. But what was she seeing

gend, a force of nature, a natural bug in this programmed world. Who was she, a lowly intern, to question his judgement?

courage she possessed, spoke. Her voice, barely a whi

. Even though she said his name almost inaudibly,

e. He continued to work, his hands moving with unwavering

er voice slightly louder, de

is movements hardly noticeable. Then, without turning around, his deep voic

's eyebro

e shaky "I... I think there might be an issue in the vasodilator dosage. I believe.

nd residents froze, their hands suspended in mid-air. Their expressions were all the same, they were dumbfounded, loss of wor

were like chips of ice, seemingly unforgiving. His face, which was usu

ly low, each word clipped and straight to t

urst out of her chest. She could feel the weight of everyone's gaze on her, scrutinizing, burning throu

she thi

osage chart indicates," she paused for a bit, making sure that Ethan was following what she was saying, "And the EF (ejection fraction)... is a litt

is pale blue scrubs stretching across his broad shoulders. He had an athletic build, not too lean and not too muscular with the lines of his body bein

an intern, dare to question my judgment? Do you have any idea how many times

, every fibre of her being screaming at her to back down, to just dig the ground and bury herself in it. But she couldn

dence. "I'm just pointing out what could possibly be an error. I understand the risks, bu

lighten his mood? Or at least

thing unknown. The silence in the room was deafening, and the clear, controlled beeping of the

lders stiff, his posture straight and undisturbed. The tension in the room was so thick you could practically cut it with a knif

ce any longer, Ethan spoke. His voice, when it finally

e as flat as it could be

on the monitor. She explained her reasoning based on the data she's seen, the lab results, and the dosage ca

e any comments, neither did he make his thoughts or feelings known. He simply listen

ilent for a short while before

," Ethan's said calml

began to check the medication levels, her hands moving in urgency. The minutes ti

than, her eyes wide with shock with cold

almost in a whisper. "Th

nce. The other nurses and residents exchanged stunned glances, unsure of wha

expression unchanged but his

a mist

lly gained form. He stared unbothered at her, studying her facial features, her small oval face, the way her facemask stayed unmoving on her

face, as if burning the face of the one who qu

orrect, Dr.

mbered

o high. Thank you for bri

meaning lacing in them. It was the closest thing to an a

that was trying to break through. So even a statue was capable of grat

before Ethan's low v

ith the corrected dosage administered, and the patient's vitals stabilizing, the rest of the procedu

oked back at the scene behind him, his eyes finally settling on Catherine. A flicker

separate entity, one with such detailed form. The feeling he felt when he lo

ds of people,

Catherine's form, he walked aw