#Chapter32
The next day started, as usually, from breakfast. This time, I met my dad.
/"Hey dad!/" I exclaimed, as I went downstairs.
/"Hey, dear!/" he answered and approached me to kiss my cheek.
/"How are you? How did your surgeries go?/" I asked, when I sat in the kitchen near him.
/"Good, but I’m tired. The surgeries went successfully and you can’t imagine how happy I was when I saved one patient from amputating an arm!/"
/"Oh, Jesus! It’s so scary!/" I said, and he nodded. /"Dad!/"
He looked at me, waiting for me to continue.
/"How do you know, what is right when you do something?/" I asked.
I thought about my experience and knew, that my dad could give me a piece of advice.