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. Adrenaline pumped through my veins, sharpening my senses and focusing me on the task at hand. All around me, the residents watched intently, eager to learn f

alled. And when the blonde devil was on duty, a good fight was inevitable. I was determined to do my job to save the patient, and she was just as determined. I will not deny under any circumstances that I like to see her in action, completely focused on her work and angry with me, irritating her. Finally, after hours of "fighting", we managed to stabilize the patient. The liver, severely damaged by the blow, was repaired with precision, technique and care. A sigh of relief escaped my lips. "We did it," I murmured exhaustedly. Exhausted but victorious, we took off our clothes, gloves, masks, and aprons. A smile of relief formed on the devil's lips, her eyes shining with something I had never seen before. - Thank God! - Amy thanked. - It was complicated, but we managed to save his life, despite the blow to his liver - she concluded, her voice full of emotion. - Fortunately, the head trauma was not as serious as I imagined, - I commented. - That's right! It was hard for you to accept it. - She reproached me, rolling her eyes. We walked side by side to the sink, carrying our hands symbolically stained with blood. The tension between us was palpable, a mixture of gratitude, exhaustion and something deeper, something I couldn't define. - Always wanting to be right, Dr. Kent - I teased, with a crooked smile. I nudged her, testing her limits or to see how far I could go. - I'm always right, Dr. Clark, you know that well - she said disdainfully. - In a matter of seconds I have to assess the patient's condition. If it weren't for the hemorrhage, I wouldn't have come face to face with you - she concluded, washing her hands. Her eyes fixed on mine for a moment, and I felt a wave of heat run through