Amelia was lost in thought when suddenly, the desk phone rang.
She glanced at it and, sure enough, it was Daniel Cooper's number.
Her delicate fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk in time with the mechanical ring of the phone, the first time she didn't answer.
Then the other party called a second time.
Still, she didn't answer.
When they called a third time, persistently not giving up, she could almost be sure that it was that kid Benjamin Parker who told them she had returned to the company.
Listening to that ringing noise, she had never found the sound of a phone so annoying.
She lowered her gaze and casually twirled a pen between her fingers on the desk, playing with it absentmindedly, irritated. But it was precisely at this frustrating time that she suddenly remembered what her teacher at Medical University had once told her, "Doctors should have compassion and save the dying and heal the injured."
Doctors should have compassion...
