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Righty right, of course that makes it okay for the lookie-loos to jump all over the new doctor when he comes in to check on HIS PATIENT. Because you must know what's best for him, right? Sitting bedside is approximately the same of four years of college, four years of medical school, and nearly twenty years at the most hellish teaching hospital on the planet. You're practically a doctor already! In fact, why don't I take off this shiny white coat and hand it down to you? Like a torch! A beacon of medical excellence! You deserve it, my friend. Here, let's take this masking tape, write your name on it, and cover mine up. Doctor Kabbalah Whinesalot! That can be your name, because God knows I can't be bothered to remember what it actually is. Don't you feel official now? Here. The job's all yours. Have fun with the patients, and try not to kill anyone and-slash-or get yourself killed, although at this point, the latter would make my job a whole hell of a lot easier.

Also. Kid. If you keep praying? I will snap your neck.