Eric greeted her as if she stank of rotten milk, features curling up disdainfully. Great. And any reason he'd be angry at her now was stupid: if it was because of his earlier complaint about her not being supportive, she'd already told him off; if it was because he wanted to be right, that was just sad. Amber understood better than anyone the desire to win, but he shouldn't make it personal. He had a guaranteed job slot, at least.
He wouldn't even take the exam results she held out. Amber's expression hardened, cold like an ice statue. She brought the papers back to her chest. Who did he think he was? Did he think that if he simply didn't hear her he could ignore the evidence she'd collected?
Apparently so; he heard only the facts he liked and then discarded the rest. But she wouldn’t let him get away with leaving her silent. "No," Amber enunciated, voice cool and sharp. "Sed rate's 95, ANA's weakly positive. That means lupus."
Would Eric dismiss the test just because it went against his precious theory? If he did... she'd lose respect for him. Wanting to be smart and perfect was one thing, but spitting on numbers was another. Amber could forgive passion but not willful blindness.
"We could treat for both," Taub piped up. "Unless you two are fighting about something besides the patient. In which case I’m sure your personal lives are far more important.”
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He wouldn't even take the exam results she held out. Amber's expression hardened, cold like an ice statue. She brought the papers back to her chest. Who did he think he was? Did he think that if he simply didn't hear her he could ignore the evidence she'd collected?
Apparently so; he heard only the facts he liked and then discarded the rest. But she wouldn’t let him get away with leaving her silent. "No," Amber enunciated, voice cool and sharp. "Sed rate's 95, ANA's weakly positive. That means lupus."
Would Eric dismiss the test just because it went against his precious theory? If he did... she'd lose respect for him. Wanting to be smart and perfect was one thing, but spitting on numbers was another. Amber could forgive passion but not willful blindness.
"We could treat for both," Taub piped up. "Unless you two are fighting about something besides the patient. In which case I’m sure your personal lives are far more important.”