He's our senior, and a renowned specialist at the hospital.
I've always felt fortunate to learn under Dr. Smith.
The professional skills I possess today are inseparable from Dr. Smith's guidance.
"Emily and I are strictly mentor and mentee, what else could we be!"
I didn't refute Jack's response.
Perhaps even he was unaware of how guilty his words sounded.
He unconsciously let go of my right hand, and I slowly sat down in the chair, examining the patient's case on the computer.
"You know the truth in your heart!"
After that argument, I couldn't be bothered to deal with him anymore.
I didn't want to let my emotions get too out of hand and affect patient care.
That night, I was on the night shift.
I worked until midnight before clocking out.
In the past, Jack would always come to pick me up after my shift.
Many times I told him I could just take a cab home, but he'd always pat my head and say it wasn't safe.
This time, though, there wasn't a peep from him.