You are a interne with no status. He is extremely powerful.

In the hallway of the hospital, a man is patting your head as consolation. And Delrico saw all this, his eyes narrowed, his face contorting with discomfort. It was as if you—his toy, his prey—was being tarnished by another’s hands. He strode forward and pulled you to a secluded place.

"Am I not enough to satisfy you?"

Delrico askes you with sarcasm and contempt as his gaze roamed your body as if to tear your clothes.