To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 2 Showing Up

easy to get along with?” “Who knows? Given the fact that they landed such a high position, they are either an expert in their field or…” answered a female staff member, giggling. It was clear what she implied. “I heard that they’re very young. I think they got the position through their connections.” “I think so too,” agreed the rest. After all, working in the medical industry was no different than working in other sectors—experience was the key to promotion. Since many of the staff members at Parrington Hospital could not assume the role of the deputy director despite working there for decades, the newly elected deputy director was the newest subject of their gossip. Amidst their discussion, a nurse ran over to them. “The deputy director is here! She’s really beautiful!” said the nurse. Surprised to hear that, the crowd flocked to the Department of Neurosurgery, hoping to witness the divine beauty of the department’s new deputy director. Under their curious gazes, Jenny exited the director’s office and walked into the deputy director’s office, which was exclusively dedicated to her. After closing the door, she sat at the desk and began to work without taking a break. She never wanted to remain in Parrington. After all, she used to work abroad; hence, going abroad was the best option given her reputation and background. However, Parrington Hospital obtained her contact information and called her in hopes that she would stay.  Appealing for her to join them through reason and emotion, they had described the embarrassing state of neurosurgery in Parrington Hospital to her. They told her that many people could be saved if she stayed, and their words caused her to waver in her decision. In addition, her brothers had openly expressed their hopes for her to stay. In the end, she relented. “Wow, she’s so young! Is she even 30 years old?” exclaimed someone in surprise and disbelief. “30 years old? I heard that she is only 26 years old.” “Impossible!” None of them could believe it. “How is it impossible?” retorted Morgan Golding. “Don’t be fooled by her young looks. According to my sources, she graduated with a Ph.D. Haven’t you heard of Dr. Walter?” They looked at her in confusion, and Morgan couldn’t believe their ignorance. “Dr. Walter? Is she a force to be reckoned with?” they wondered. Rolling her eyes, Morgan said, “Search it up on the Internet, you ignorant bunch.” With that, she trotted towards Jenny’s office and rapped the door till she received permission to enter. “Hello, Dr. Walter, I’m Morgan Golding, an intern here. The hospital director has appointed me as your temporary assistant to execute any tasks you have for me. If you need anything, just let me know!” explained Morgan with a smile, her eyes shining with admiration. Jenny was her idol. Rumors had it that she was a profoundly gifted student who skipped multiple grades. She was only 22 years old when she obtained her Ph.D—a genius among