#Chapter 125: Pack Your Bags

Aria’s POV Working with Piper was like a dream. She was so incredibly talented, sure to surpass me someday, and we were very much in sync. Already this morning, we’d helped a patient deliver a healthy baby through a difficult child-birth, both mother and child were doing well. Then, we’d helped rest a man whose broken shoulder had set crooked. Now, we were diagnosing a child with a tummy ache. Piper had already made some suggestions that I agreed with. We were just filling out the paperwork now, while I explained how the medicine worked to the mother. “Paging Dr. A,” came a voice through the clinic’s speaker system. “Phone call for Dr. A. Dr. A, please head to the nurses’ station. Paging Dr. A.” For them to page me, likely meant this was urgent. I’d been weary of all phone calls since Jean had answered that call and spoke to the man who asked after me. So this page distracted me, and I began to lose my train of thought while explaining the medicine. “I can go and take