Watching people - nurses - patients - running like busy bees around a hive.
Zig-zagging, up and down, charts a-flutter, hearts pounding, nurses scrambling to catch up, patients unpatiently waiting, talking of leaving and coming back another time, yet remaining seated where they are in hopes of being seen next.
All this hectic commotion going on, while in a quiet exam room, the doctor sits calmly, quietly, going over results with another patient.
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