Chapter 314

Irene’s response was fluent. “Cardiology. In fact, one of the cardiologists here at Melville Hospital is known to be a miracle worker, and has famously cured multiple patients with near-incurable heart conditions.”

The old man rested his chin on his hands and grinned. “Well, you’ve met the man. What do you think about him?”

“I’ve met him?” Irene considered it for a moment, before exclaiming in disbelief, “Wait, do you mean Mr. Poker Face?!”

She could not find a better description for the man-Stephen Carr was so aloof that he was basically devoid of humanity!

“Yes. That was Stephen Carr, Head of Cardiology and our miracle worker.”

“That’s my idol?’ Irene thought to herself then.

“Anyway, which position are you applying for?” the old man asked.

“Cardiology. I’m willing to start as an intern,” Irene said-she was not experienced enough to jump straight into residency, but she was willing to start from the bottom.

have prior experience?” the old man asked

seemed that he was rather strict, and did not immediately hire her just because she saved

fact, Irene’s resume had been quite simple, starting out as an intern after graduation for two years-one year less than most interns, since the

in the room during surgeries for the next six months,

year.

her age would not be allowed to take the scalpel independently, and she was among

Charity Hospital certainly admired her for

could make a name for herself, but she ended up running

about her experience. Given her youth, her resume was already

man then asked. “This isn’t exactly the most

required more skill than it was worth, but Irene simply smiled. “It’s not as hard as when I had

laughed in turn–it was certainly difficult, as students were tested on their knowledge on surgery, physiology, biochemistry and pharmacology, each of which were broad fields of knowledge of their own. To make things worse, there were

once…

a medicine is pharmacology, but physiological observations of side effects and the biochemical compatibility with

had to cram themselves and memorize entire textbooks, stressing their brains. to the extent

at medical school, the final test to claim a

aren’t we?” The old man smiled, mused to himself for a while, and then said, “What do you think about

was not

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