Chapter 3: Inevitable

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Tinn has started his residency in one of the main hospitals in Bangkok. It's been weeks since he arrived in Thailand. All this time, he has successfully avoided anything related to his... ex.

Agh, he needed to get used to calling him that. It's been two years already.

At the hospital, everything is chaotic at times, enough to keep him constantly distracted. The only break he gets is around lunchtime, and sometimes not even that. Today he has managed to get a small gap in the afternoon and is using it to have lunch with his colleague and friend.

"So, you haven't seen your ex after that first encounter?" his friend asks. Tinn stops eating midway.

There goes his peace of mind and meal.

"No, I haven't," he answers quick and short, hoping this will encourage his friend to drop the topic.

"And are you okay with that?" he continues.

"Completely fine," He lies. Well, he's trying to be fine.

They eat in silence for a moment, and when the older one speaks again is about something different, thank god.

"There's this new bar in the center. Would you like to go once we're done with the shift?"

Tinn's about to answer when a nurse approaches them. They're on the emergency shift this week, so the sudden approach of the nurse is alarming.

"Doctors! There has been a car crash, with multiple injured. They need help at the main emergency room." the nurse explain, agitated.

Tinn and company wrap up their half-eaten food and put it back in their place in the cafeteria and hurry to the emergency room. When they arrive there, there's chaos surrounding the place. Doctors and nurses run around with patients on stretchers. Used to the chaos, both doctors take action, taking care even of two patients at once.

It's been almost fifteen minutes, when a new round of patients arrives.

"P'Mai, take care of the patients at the end of the hall. I'll take care of the new ones!" Tinn says in a hurry. He's about to go to the entrance when the other stops him, grabbing him by the forearm.

"You go take care of them. I'll handle the new ones," commands the older doctor.

Mai is just two years older than Tinn, but in situations like this one, he looks even older and more experienced, which in fact, he is. So Tinn doesn't object and does what his friend says. After a quick nod, he walks to the end of the aisle.

That sector of the emergency room is quieter than the entrance sector, where the most seriously injured patients are crowded. When the curtain is drawn, he is greeted by the figure of a young man being examined by a nurse.

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