For a man who treats broken hearts, he should be used to the cries but can't stand the wailing of an ambulance.
"Are you a doctor?" quivered a voice from the ambulance's rear.
"Yes," he replied.
But he's lying, he's no doctor. His medical license is suspended.
"How can I help?"
"I believe I'm having a heart attack," the man said, clutching his chest.
"ah?"
He had encountered numerous patients with similar symptoms before. However, his own assessment suggested that the man was grappling with a panic attack stemming from excessive worrying. "Let me share both good and bad news," he began. "You're not experiencing a heart attack, but there's an issue with your brain."
"My brain?" fear quivered in his voice.
"Don't worry, it's a treatable condition."
"Treatable? How?"
"Just a brief procedure," he reassured, brushing off the concern. "I can even do it here."
Before the patient had a chance to reply, the rear doors opened. Ambulance staff ready to assist the patient inside.
The patient was about to say yes. Funny, how could he be stupid.
…
The ambulance being parked in front of the main entrance and with the patient gone, the ambulance attendant settled into his seat. Reclining all the way back, resting his eyes.
Two taps on the window, get him to open his eyes. He looks to the window and all he can see is the top of women's head.
Pink hair and I mean beautiful pink hair. I don't how to describe the colour but beautiful.
She gestures to lower the window.
"The Board would like to see you," she cheerfully stated, her demeanour contrasting sharply with the gravity of her comments.
"It suits you."
"Thank you."
She accompanied him all the way to the auditorium.
…
He stood on the stage, with the front row being occupied with men in white lab coats.
"Regrettably, we've decided to suspend your license indefinitely," one of the doctors admitted, his tone tinged with a hint of relief.
"And the reason?" he asked.
Another doctor chimed in; with apprehension. "You led a patient down the wrong path."
"I saved him."
"You performed an excessive procedure," another doctor interjected.
"I saved him."
"By your logic, should we amputate an entire arm for a broken finger?"
"That's not a fair comparison," He lashed back. "I'm a DOCTOR, my job is to ease people's pain."
"I see you have no remorse, you're no doctor."
You're an animal.