The Great Doctor Thomas Moore

Conflict with A Senior Bastard

I already took out my notebook and wrote down that useful info in it. as she asked me, I stopped writing and was about to reply when I noticed the appearance of someone suddenly behind me.

I turned around thinking he was one of the patients' relatives, but I found out someone was wearing neat clothes which seemed to be brand.

He stood there as a bigger, more arrogant version of that punk, he was Patrick, the other son of the head of the surgery department, and the one I was wearing his white coat.

Perfect, it was just perfect, I was about to get to know Emma better and gain more information and skills that would help me later, and now that distasteful person appeared. I hoped he would ignore me, but unfortunately he didn't.

"So… you are the one who took my coat?"

"I told him to do so, is there a problem?"

Patrick didn't even glance at Emma even once as he only looked deeply towards me. I hated those scum who thought themselves the rulers of the whole world, it was just a white coat, so what was the big deal?

I could rival his little brother, John, as I was way better than him, but in front of this senior brother here, I couldn't open my mouth at all. The short interaction with Emma just now gave me a glimpse over how wide and deep the gap between me and these doctors were.

Patrick didn't move, neither did I, while Emma stood awkwardly between the two of us as she said:

"We have many patients now, Patrick. Just grab any coat from the lots you have in your locker."

Patrick just gave her a glance as he turned away and moved, while Emma was about to say something to me, I heard that punk voice from far:

"I want that new genius to help me out.'

Oops, that was difficult. As far as I know, Emma was a few months older than Patrick here, so she was the senior over him. seniority in medicine was something sacred, so I looked towards her in a pleading look. She glanced at me coldly while Patrick added:

"Don't forget that you already had chosen your private surgical intern, while I didn't, yet."

Emma replied calmly:

"Won't you take your little brother as your surgical intern?"

Patrick was already putting a white coat he had from god knows where, as he said:

"My little brother will come here in two months, so I will teach this Thomas here until my brother joins; your name is Thomas, right?"

I was cornered now, I looked at Patrick and thought seriously about punching him in the face, but let's face it, if I did that to the son of the surgery head, then I would be severely punished, or even blacklisted.

Being blacklisted here was a serious, very serious matter. I felt like someone was suffocating me, if I joined and practiced under Patrick then I could expect huge torture and a lot of dirty work.

My only hope here was shattered, as it was a known knowledge that each senior or mid-senior could only have one intern from the newly joined patch to work under them.

I noticed the look over Patrick's face; he was looking at me sarcastically with evil intention apparent over his face. Before I lost all the hope, I heard another voice asking with curiosity:

"Wow, there is a new intern, that's new, I thought they won't join us now, what happened?"

I saw another doctor coming from the entrance towards here. on opposite to Patrick, who was had a good athletic body, this doctor was overweight by a lot, but as I was about to look away, I noticed the change of the looks over Emma's face, who said warmly:

"Oh Harry, you just came in time, this intern here is looking for someone to tutor him, what do you think?"

Patrick interrupted her rudely as he said:

"I just took him under me, so look for another intern."

Harry seemed to be clever, as he guessed generally what was all that about, so he said:

"I think you missed a main point here, my good friend Patrick."

"I'm not a friend of yours to begin with," Patrick interrupted with his usual rude way, which made Harry's smile even wider as he said:

"Then, my junior Patrick, we need first to know what this boy wants to be specialized at before we even fight over him, right?"

Patrick's face showed an angry expression but he couldn't speak as it was obvious, Harry was also his senior, and as Patrick was the one who refused the good intention of his senior, then he was the one to be blamed for being treated on seniority rule then.

"He is obviously a surgeon, as he was following Emma here."

Emma interrupted him as she said:

"You misunderstood, he was just helping me as the ER was crowded at once, and my mid-senior didn't come in his time, so I have to ask the help of this intern, but to be honest, he isn't a surgeon, he is a pediatrician."

Harry clapped his big palms together as he said happily:

"Then that settles it then, he can work under me from now on," he then looked at me as he extended his sweaty hand towards me as he said in the same happy tone, "Hi, I'm Harry, and I will be your senior from now on."

I looked at all of this, as those seniors were passing me around like a rubber ball, but I couldn't open my mouth and object at anything, as frankly speaking I was at the bottom of the ranks here. So, my opinion held no weight at all.

Although I was seriously thinking about being a surgeon to work with Emma and might impress her, but now as I was stuck between this bastard and this good looking Harry, I immediately chose Harry. I Shook hands with him as I said with a big smile:

"Hi, I'm honored to meet you, sir. My name is Thomas, and I hope to learn a lot from you."

"Good, now as we finished here, Emma, where is this child you called me for?"

Emma looked lost without a clue as a nurse notified her about one small room to the opposite side of us; there was a small kid there with one of his parents, his mother. Emma asked at once:

"Is he part of this accident?"

Even I doubted that, as that kid looked healthy and without any signs of trauma or injuries over him. the nurse confirmed my guess and Emma's doubts as she said:

"No, Dr. Emma, he came when you were examining that patient, so I put him there and took a brief history from him and figured out his main problem needed a pediatrician, so I called the pediatric department to notify them."

Emma patted on that nurse shoulder giving her a warm smile, I felt like she was trying to praise her, while she said to me and my new senior:

"It's your job now, guys; I hope you don't need any surgeon help now. I have to see other patients from this accident. Patrick, you go and check that patient while I will check that one."

Emma then moved while Patrick followed reluctantly after her. Before he left, he gave me a glaring look as his lips moved to say in a silent tone:

'I will get you.'

"Don't bother with this arrogant Patrick, he is always like that since we were at the college," Harry tried to comfort me as he started to head towards that kid and his worried mother. He then asked me:

"Tell me, Did you learn something from Emma? Not these boring stuff you took at the college."

I walked trying to keep up with his rapid pace, although he was fat, but he was very tall, so each step he took needed two of mine to follow. I replied while we neared that kid's room:

"I learned to think about the most appropriate way to treat patients, not only the correct way alone, I also learned to think about the most hidden risk in my patient, and not the obvious injury."

Harry didn't pause so I couldn't see his reaction to my words, but I heard a faint chuckle from him, he seemed to be happy, or that's what I thought. When we reached the kid's bed, Harry said to me briefly:

"It's not bad to learn bases from different schools of medicine, but you need to know that the surgery school is different from our internal medicine school. So, watch and learn."