The moment I became fascinated with medicine
AT THE INTENSIVE CARE UNIT of a hospital in Monterey, California, a red light began to flash and a mono-tonal voice began to speak over the intercom. A man in his mid-thirties rushed past me, his white coat fluttering behind him like a cape. he meticulously considered each passing second, looking at the ceiling for a few moments and then quickly glancing at a clipboard he was...
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