Doctor Zayla barged into the room. “You are excused.” She waved her hand at the other doctor without giving him eye contact.
“Who do you think you are just coming in here and-”
She stopped and looked at the man curiously. She tilted her head ever so tightly. “I’m the doctor taking over this case. Do you really think you are more competent in this matter? If you do, please prove it to me. If you are not confident, I suggest you leave so I don’t make you cry.”
Doctor Zayla’s words weren’t harsh, but she was very blunt with the way she spoke. She oozed confidence out of her pores, and I knew I would never go against her unless I was absolutely confident in my abilities.
The other doctor opened his mouth to say something, but then he thought better of it and scurried out. His nurses follow
