"Dr. Yates, please don't tease me. I've been an intern at this hospital for less than six months. I simply don't have the seniority," I said with a smile.
"That doesn't matter. If not this year, then the next. With your talent and diligence, Selena, you'll sit in this position one day." Dr. Yates laughed warmly, patting my shoulder.
I chuckled along with her. "I'll take your word for it, Dr. Yates. I'll work even harder to reach that goal as soon as possible."
In reality, the path from intern to deputy director was a long one. A year or two definitely wouldn't be enough; I still needed a long time to hone my skills.
"That's the spirit. I'll be waiting," Dr. Yates said politely, turning to leave.
I watched her walk away, a sudden thought stirring in my mind. "Dr. Yates," I called out, stopping her in her tracks.
"Is there something else?" Dr. Yates seemed to read my mind, offering a reassuring smile. "It's alright, speak your mind. We still have half an hour before the afternoon shift begins. There's plenty of time."
I didn't need half an hour at all.
I hesitated for only a second before asking the question that had been burning inside me. "Dr. Yates, I heard that the Department of Anesthesiology didn't initially have any recruitment plans this year. Was it true that Director Sterling requested an extra spot at the last minute, and that's how I was brought on board?"
I held back, avoiding asking outright if strings had been pulled for me.
Still, my implication was obvious. I was asking if she and Ferris had secretly given me the green light.
Dr. Yates caught my underlying meaning. She frowned slightly, her tone turning direct. "Who told you this? It couldn't have been Director Sterling himself."


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