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p.s. I do not own any of the Hose md. characters.
Chapter 3: Wrong
Thank God I got through yesterday! However, I’m somehow reassured I’m going to get in some kind of trouble today… I don’t know why… And I’m almost positive something awkward is going to happen…
I have already had two classes today and I am ready to start the second day of working at PPTH. I already feel sorry for my classmates because they aren’t really going to experience real medicine until their specialization. At least I was a bit ahead, ok, I won’t lie, I was a lot ahead, but I guess I’m just that lucky!
I was almost at the door of my apartment with everything I needed when I checked my mobile phone just in case I got a message or miss a phone call while I was listening to oncology and psychology class earlier not 30 minutes ago. And what did I find!! I got 14 missed phone calls and 2 unread messages and all of them from House, at least that’s what said at the bottom of the messages!! They also said I was supposed to be at clinic at 9 am! I don’t remember House telling me I have to come earlier. And I don’t remember giving him my phone number either!!
Anyway, I drove the fastest I could not to get a speeding ticket and to get to PPTH as soon as I can because I was already 45 minutes late!!
I got to the clinic running through the hospital halls as I tried not to hit anyone while I was putting my coat on.
House was, as I expected, already waiting for me leaned on examination room 4 door tapping his cane on the ground in a familiar beat.
I tried to get hair from my lips as it conveniently stuck to the lip-gloss I put on this morning, that I thought they were lying about when they said it lasted six hours, when I asked: “Isn’t that ‘You can’t…”
“ What are you doing here? I told you I don’t want to see you until 10 am today! You didn’t obey your superior’s order!” House interrupted me, leaving me a bit confused.
“But you texted me I was supposed to be here by 9!” I tied to say calmly but I realized I shouted out the last part of the sentence.
“Is that it? I somehow don’t remember texting you… But I do remember that you’re supposed to get some kind of punishment if you fail to obey me… Hm, how could I supposedly punish you?”
I didn’t like this; I didn’t like this at all! I knew exactly what he was going to say and I really really really wish I hadn’t said anything about how I feel sorry for those inexperienced students and how lucky I was!
“Please, dr. House, I…” I almost begged as I could see his lips form into an evil smile.
“You… are going to stay here doing not only yours but also mine clinic duty not being allowed to visit the patient or participate in diagnosing.” He said in satisfied voice.
“Now excuse me, I think I have a patient…” said House handing me a pile of cases, some of them dropping on the floor. As I kneeled to pick them up, House inappropriately yelled: “That is so not the way you’re going to escape clinic duty, I am a man, but I do have some moral!”
He went away to the elevator, smiling when door started to close and I find myself being awkwardly looked by everyone in the waiting room and I believe I caught a glance of some nurses that passed by giggling.
So, that awkward moment passed. Now, I just have to wait to get into that trouble which I was having a strong feeling would happen later today. Or why should I wait?
I could get in trouble by myself.
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The first patient on the list was this thirteen-year-old boy who I had to explain that too much pleasing yourself could get really bad. You know what I mean. Unfortunately, he didn’t. Next I had a middle-aged man who was constipated and had to be given some good advice on how to eat healthy. There was this one girl that kept eating her toys, which looked lie real food, you know the ones you played with at your tea party? Well, I had to explain the parents that the best thing to do is to give her real real food when she’s playing, so she wouldn’t choke every time. I hope that helps. Now, I’m waiting for my next patient to come in, hoping it’s something interesting. The only thing that’s still keeping me from going to my patient was that she really wasn’t so interesting. At least I had that impression. I wonder what the team is doing…
Oh, I hear knocking!
“Come in!” I shouted so the next patient could hear me.
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House was in his office watching soap when Taub knocked on his door. The diagnostician pretended he didn’t hear anything and tried to concentrate hard on the sop while Taub was still knocking. House was really pissed so he shouted at Taub telling him he can’t come in, but the plastic surgeon did anyway.
“What do you want, I am busy!” House complained.
“We haven’t been doing anything for hours. We spent the whole night doing nothing because you decided you wanted to keep the patient, which you have already diagnosed with Colitis! And I’m not saying I am right, but I think you’re holding the patient so you wouldn’t have to admit Summer was right.” Taub said, satisfied he took courage to confront his boss after all night of thinking about how he’d do it. He was sure he was going to get scolded, though.
House was about to say something when he saw Kutner rushing for the office door.
“Guys, our patient has a new symptom!” Kutner said in amusement.
You could tell how pleased House was to say: “I guess you were wrong Taub, again.”
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I hope you liked it! The next chapter will be up soon!
xoxo
the previous chapters:
chapter one: link
chapter two: link
I hope you enjoy this chapie cause it’s really good (but that’s just me being, well, too much confident and egoistic xD )
Reviews are still delightful! :D
p.s. I do not own any of the Hose md. characters.
Chapter 3: Wrong
Thank God I got through yesterday! However, I’m somehow reassured I’m going to get in some kind of trouble today… I don’t know why… And I’m almost positive something awkward is going to happen…
I have already had two classes today and I am ready to start the second day of working at PPTH. I already feel sorry for my classmates because they aren’t really going to experience real medicine until their specialization. At least I was a bit ahead, ok, I won’t lie, I was a lot ahead, but I guess I’m just that lucky!
I was almost at the door of my apartment with everything I needed when I checked my mobile phone just in case I got a message or miss a phone call while I was listening to oncology and psychology class earlier not 30 minutes ago. And what did I find!! I got 14 missed phone calls and 2 unread messages and all of them from House, at least that’s what said at the bottom of the messages!! They also said I was supposed to be at clinic at 9 am! I don’t remember House telling me I have to come earlier. And I don’t remember giving him my phone number either!!
Anyway, I drove the fastest I could not to get a speeding ticket and to get to PPTH as soon as I can because I was already 45 minutes late!!
I got to the clinic running through the hospital halls as I tried not to hit anyone while I was putting my coat on.
House was, as I expected, already waiting for me leaned on examination room 4 door tapping his cane on the ground in a familiar beat.
I tried to get hair from my lips as it conveniently stuck to the lip-gloss I put on this morning, that I thought they were lying about when they said it lasted six hours, when I asked: “Isn’t that ‘You can’t…”
“ What are you doing here? I told you I don’t want to see you until 10 am today! You didn’t obey your superior’s order!” House interrupted me, leaving me a bit confused.
“But you texted me I was supposed to be here by 9!” I tied to say calmly but I realized I shouted out the last part of the sentence.
“Is that it? I somehow don’t remember texting you… But I do remember that you’re supposed to get some kind of punishment if you fail to obey me… Hm, how could I supposedly punish you?”
I didn’t like this; I didn’t like this at all! I knew exactly what he was going to say and I really really really wish I hadn’t said anything about how I feel sorry for those inexperienced students and how lucky I was!
“Please, dr. House, I…” I almost begged as I could see his lips form into an evil smile.
“You… are going to stay here doing not only yours but also mine clinic duty not being allowed to visit the patient or participate in diagnosing.” He said in satisfied voice.
“Now excuse me, I think I have a patient…” said House handing me a pile of cases, some of them dropping on the floor. As I kneeled to pick them up, House inappropriately yelled: “That is so not the way you’re going to escape clinic duty, I am a man, but I do have some moral!”
He went away to the elevator, smiling when door started to close and I find myself being awkwardly looked by everyone in the waiting room and I believe I caught a glance of some nurses that passed by giggling.
So, that awkward moment passed. Now, I just have to wait to get into that trouble which I was having a strong feeling would happen later today. Or why should I wait?
I could get in trouble by myself.
*********************************************************************
The first patient on the list was this thirteen-year-old boy who I had to explain that too much pleasing yourself could get really bad. You know what I mean. Unfortunately, he didn’t. Next I had a middle-aged man who was constipated and had to be given some good advice on how to eat healthy. There was this one girl that kept eating her toys, which looked lie real food, you know the ones you played with at your tea party? Well, I had to explain the parents that the best thing to do is to give her real real food when she’s playing, so she wouldn’t choke every time. I hope that helps. Now, I’m waiting for my next patient to come in, hoping it’s something interesting. The only thing that’s still keeping me from going to my patient was that she really wasn’t so interesting. At least I had that impression. I wonder what the team is doing…
Oh, I hear knocking!
“Come in!” I shouted so the next patient could hear me.
********************************************************************
House was in his office watching soap when Taub knocked on his door. The diagnostician pretended he didn’t hear anything and tried to concentrate hard on the sop while Taub was still knocking. House was really pissed so he shouted at Taub telling him he can’t come in, but the plastic surgeon did anyway.
“What do you want, I am busy!” House complained.
“We haven’t been doing anything for hours. We spent the whole night doing nothing because you decided you wanted to keep the patient, which you have already diagnosed with Colitis! And I’m not saying I am right, but I think you’re holding the patient so you wouldn’t have to admit Summer was right.” Taub said, satisfied he took courage to confront his boss after all night of thinking about how he’d do it. He was sure he was going to get scolded, though.
House was about to say something when he saw Kutner rushing for the office door.
“Guys, our patient has a new symptom!” Kutner said in amusement.
You could tell how pleased House was to say: “I guess you were wrong Taub, again.”
*********************************************************************
I hope you liked it! The next chapter will be up soon!
xoxo
the previous chapters:
chapter one: link
chapter two: link
