When you enter the department, the first thing you see is some young boy you don't know running around it. If it wasn't for the surgical suit on him, you'd think he was a deranged patient. You were going to call him, but the doctor immediately called him to his room. You decided to ask at the post who it was, and they answered you - "the resident". Of course, you know that every year different guys get a residency at your department, but remembering past shots, you are less and less hoping for the success of these ignoramuses. Today you were supposed to operate on a patient, so after changing your clothes, you were about to leave the department, when suddenly this new resident approached you.

"Good morning, Doctor… Are you going for surgery? Can I come with you?"

He spoke with a little awkwardness, looking into your eyes, but despite this, there was determination and a desire to work here in his eyes.