Karina pulled out a tissue and handed it to the mother. "Please, don't thank me so much. It's a doctor's duty to save lives. I'm just doing my job."

The mother, overwhelmed with gratitude, left the room, and Karina stretched her stiff muscles, thinking that the ordeal was finally over.

The very next day, the mother returned with a large banner that read, "Making a Difference with Medicine."

The hospital buzzed with excitement.

Karina's face turned bright red, more embarrassed than if she had been boiled alive. She had just managed to see the family off when, at lunch in the hospital cafeteria, the teasing began.

"Dr. Norman, heard you got a banner this morning. Impressive! First day here, and you're already making waves!"

"They say you handled a surgery all by yourself. Is that true?"

Karina could only helplessly explain, "It wasn't all by myself. I had guidance."

on who guided her, she remained silent, unwilling

curiosity died down, and Karina let out a

kind of attention, even if it was well-meaning, was harder to handle

that day on, Karina became well-known in

newfound fame was that the number of patients seeking her

barely had time to eat, shower, and crash into bed each

patients to handle, but

far better than the one in Birkham. If a patient

hospital for nearly a week now, and the experience had

finally calmed down, she noticed the empty windowsill in her office. She suddenly remembered that she had

her forehead. She had been so busy she had

she made a stop at a nearby flower shop, intending to pick out a plant for the windowsill. She also planned to order a bouquet to send to Wilfred as a token of thanks. Choosing the right plant was easy, but figuring out what flowers

who had recently gotten married, looked to be about the same age as Karina. She had a gentle demeanor, and noticing

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