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CHAPTER 22

She gasped at the sight of small human leaned her head towards the wall cabinet whilst one hand holding a pot filled with coffee powder and another hand grasped a spoon. Her body was unmoving and her breath was steady.

She could tell that that girl was sleeping while standing.

She caressed Lada, hand successfully made the latter jump abruptly. Lada was startled by the sudden touch.

"I'm sorry! I don't mean to surprised you." Earn quickly saved the glass before it fell. "You sleep while standing, P'Mor. Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." She wiped her mouth. "I just wanted to make us some coffee." She yawned.

"What time did you get home last night?"

"I just got here.." she peeked her watch. "Fifteen minutes ago. Wow, that was the most effective sleep I've had in days." she rubbed her eyes. "I need to take a shower. Then I have resident case presentations, intern to teach, meeting with the boards and..."

Hatchim! Hatchim! Hatchim!

She blew her nose to the sink. She blinked a couple time as the tears formed up. Her eyes were sore, her nose and cheeks were reddened and she can feel her head lighter.

"Do you mind make the coffee? I really need them," Lada said with her eyes half open.

"I don't think coffee is a good idea."

Earn put the back of her hand to Lada's forehead sensing the burning sensation out of her skin.

"You're hot."

"Thank you," Lada smirked weakly.

"What?! Not that hot," she shook her head furiously. "I mean hot- hot. You got a fever, P'Mor." Earn led her to the chair.

The doctor slumped down as soon as her ass touched the wood. "Can you call in sick? You can't work in this state."

"Nah, I'm fine. It's just a cold. It'll go away in no time," she replied. "I have a lot of work. I already cancel the skills lab twice. I can't disappoint them again."

"You've work too much lately. You need to rest, you're not a robot," Earn brought two bowls as she swiftly took the cereal from the cabinet and a cartoon of milk from the fridge.

Lada had her head on the table. "I don't understand why most surgeons in Korea don't interested in cardiothoracic surgery, they all join plastic or ortho or uro or general,"

"My work is challenging, the money is not bad, I'm tired being all alone and Ross will graduate next year. How am I supposed to do this year?" She mumbled, grimaced at the thought of handling all the jobs by herself.

"I want to help you but I honestly don't know what to do either, P'Mor. Have you talk to the board about it?" Earn  poured some cereal and milk into the bowls and set it near Lada. 

"We run out of food stuff, I'm sorry but we have nothing other than cereal this morning, I'll go do groceries later. Come on eat." she patted Lada's hand.

"I have, they said they're looking on the candidates right now. It's kind of hard, you know. We're a teaching hospital, they need specific requirement to hire people,"

"Well then, hang on a bit more, Lets hope they'll find it soon."

She nodded.

"Anyway, can you drop me off at the hospital later, I won't shower long, I don't have energy anymore to walk," she spooned her cereal.

"No, I still think you need proper sleep. Don't be too stubborn." She said sternly.

"Should I call Emi?"