The Caduceus Memorial Medical Center was busy as it always was. People were coming in and out with every second that passed, and it didn't seem like it was going to let up either. Some people came in, and didn't come back out. For some people, this was their first endeavor into the world. The cycle of life and death was a constant factor here. With every life that was introduced in the world, another one was taken as somewhere else as a result. Life didn't stop for anyone, whether it'd be for the baby that was born mere seconds ago, or the loved ones of an individual who had just departed the world, life just kept going. No matter what happened to you or anyone else, the globe was going to keep spinning on itself and around the sun.

Doctors everywhere, let alone the CMMC, knew just how harsh life could be. There were people who were in peak physical shape and had completely healthy diets... who were dying at the age of 50 as a result of Stage IV Pancreatic Cancer that had been caught too far late. There were people who were smoking nine packs a day and eating fried grease, yet they were still living and breathing nearly a hundred years later. Life wasn't fair, and every single person who worked for this hospital was more than aware what this hospital could contain.

Sometimes, even the latest, cutting edge medical technology can't save someone. New cures for various diseases were being developed every day, but sometimes some things just couldn't be cured.

Which was why being a doctor was such a hard thing to be. It wasn't the fact that you had to spend eight years of your life in school, or the fact that you had to work such long hours coming up through the system. It was the fact that no matter how much you knew or how much information you had stuffed in that likely bright mind of yours, sometimes it just wasn't enough. A 110% of your effort just wasn't enough to save that poor person from dying.

Doctors were often the person to blame, even if they put in all of their effort. Why couldn't they have done more? Why couldn't they have done this? Or that? There was no consoling a person in grief, especially as a doctor. The fact that so many depended on you to make magic happen had made it that much harder to deal with when the magic didn't work. It was hard to face reality that the sixteen year old girl with the hole in her aorta wasn't going to make it through the night before a much needed heart transplant.

But yet, people still kept coming. People still wanted to be doctors despite the often bleak circumstances and outcomes. Why did they keep coming? It wasn't for the pay, that was for sure. As ridiculous as a job like this was, there were still some people in the world who actually wanted to save some lives, and make a difference in the world. It was a noble thing to do, and despite the shit that doctors got on a daily basis, they were considered some of the biggest heroes in the entire world.

Which was why the incoming class of new doctors was so important. Many classes had come and gone through this hospital, but it didn't mean that there was one that was any less important than another. There was no telling what this incoming class could have contained. Sure, they had combed through their files like a hawk, but that didn't mean that they could predict what they would turn out to. More than likely, most of this class wouldn't amount to much. After their time at this hospital, they'll likely go off to do other things and have a rather uneventful career as a doctor or surgeon. However, this class could have contained the next Chief of Surgery, the inventor of a cure for cancer, or a surgeon who successfully completes a procedure previously thought to be impossible. That was why the Caduceus Memorial Medical Center kept taking in so many people.

Currently, the chiefs of the hospital were standing in the auditorium waiting to greet the newest class of interns. Dr. Jack Mayhew was the current Chief of Surgery. Dr. Francine Bell was the Chief of Medicine, and Dr. Veronica Roberts was the Chief of Staff. They had all taken the time out of their busy schedule to make sure they were going to be the first people they were going to interact with. All three of the chiefs were excited to see what this class held, and what untapped potential they all had.

They all had a good feeling about this.