Jason’s POV
“Hey man,” someone tapped me from behind and I looked over my shoulder to see a man standing there in a white jacket, with the hospital’s name crested on the left top chest.
He was a doctor, but one I hadn’t seen before. “Do you know where I can find Dr. Jason Grey?” he asked me and I squinted my eyes. He must be the guy I just texted.
I was briefed about a Harvard guy coming to the hospital as a resident, a late applicant that was chosen later than the other residents. Dad told me he was a friend’s son and I didn’t even want to know how the heck he got accepted.
“You’re looking at him.” I said, looking at him smiling with confidence. I rolled my eyes inwardly and added. “Take off that tie of yours, man. You’re not at Harvard anymore.”
As we stood there in the lobby of
