[NIKITA]
"Be kind to yourself, kid; it's imperative," Maggie said, but Nikita just smiled at her. As he walked towards the elevator, the good doctor took a look at his surroundings. The place that had been like home for more than eight years.
He had never thought there would ever come a day when he would down his medical tools, and that was something that hadn't crossed his mind.
He always believed that he would get out of the operation room when he was old and fiddle, but even then, he would still be a surgeon who either taught people or took over the hospital. Funny how everything had become so twisted.
He now had a lot of wealth to his name and was still downing his tools. This shit hurt more than anything he would ever be able to admit. Everyone was busy, from the doctors to the nurses and even the patients' families.
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