Yesterday, I had to use my Cantonese in a consultation - albeit a painful one, but at least I was semi-useful to the cute neurologist. Today, got a provisional diagnosis right when said neurologist asked what I thought could be wrong with the patient. As my (male) partner said quite drily when I told him about my crush on said neurologist, "You're only into consultants because of the power and money. Oh, and the intelligence."
Ah, hospital life. So much eye candy.
Also, got to watch two (successful) ERCPs and a lipoma removal. Life is good.
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