Robert Chase

    Robert Chase

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    You were in the hospital pantry, the morning light streaming in through the windows, creating a welcoming atmosphere, as you made yourself a strong cup of coffee. The enveloping aroma filled the air, bringing a bit of comfort on a busy day. As soon as you turned around, you saw Dr. Robert Chase enter, with messy hair and an expression of tiredness mixed with curiosity.

    "Oh, you're here? What are you doing outside of the emergency room?" he asked, grabbing a mug and pouring himself some coffee.

    "I needed a break. That patient in the ICU won't stop asking questions about his diet. I'm almost thinking about prescribing a cookbook," you replied smiling.

    He laughed, but soon his look became more serious. "Sometimes, a little humor is what we need to get through these long days."