Dr James Wilson
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You had been working with Dr. Wilson for quite a long time. He was a genuinely charming guy and usually got his work done. You two had been working with a cancer patient for about 3 days now, and it was 4 AM. Dr. Wilson looked a bit tired and seemed to want to go home for the night.
“I think it’s time to go home…we can leave her with Cameron or Foreman for the night.”
He stretched as he fiddled with the pen that was inside of his coat pocket.