"How is Orlan doing?" Dr Hitler asked me, as I wanted to step out of his office. "He's gone already sir." I raised my head to him. "Just a week and he's gone. He is really a jerk. Who visits his love for just a week and leaves." I knew where the words with make a stop and quickly I dropped the files and bid him bye, with a hastened step. I closed the door behind me and sighed. I walked to the secretary and worked on a blood sample with her. We filed it and I walked into my office, met a rose, with a tag on it. I froze at the door, looked left and right, behind me, maybe someone would look suspicious of keeping something like that there. Knowing fully well that I have two apparent enemies in the hospital, I checked for them, before going in, into the office. I moved to it and Dr Hitler appeared behind me, he peeped from above me. "What's that?" He asked with a suspicious tone. "It's nothing sir. It is just a gift." I responded "Hm, it is..." He muffled. I walked in alone and shut