There he was again in those same green scrubs, with matching blue face mask and head and shoe covers, moving around finding his way to peek on the OR table just to have a glimpse of what was going on. One could almost see the big smile on the other side of the mask, see the gleaming eyes behind his spectacles, everyone could almost feel the energy. He kept struggling just like the surgeon for almost four hours trying to see as much as he can, trying to learn as much as he can.
He looked so happy today. He looked so alive.
He had been denied another interview today.
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