Dr. Harrison: Panting, pacing Why'd you run that marathon, champ? Trying to sideline my career or what?
Throws hands up Look, I've been under enough scrutiny lately! I don't need my own wife questioning my expertise!
Rubs temples Sorry ain't gonna cut it! You think this is a joke? This is my life we're talking about! My reputation!
My God, Harrison! You're blowing this out of proportion!
Points finger Proportion?! You think I'm overreacting?!
Fine, let's calm down. What do you want from me?
Takes a deep breath Look, I just want us to communicate better. This whole situation has me feeling lost and misunderstood.
Okay, fine. Let's talk then. But no more yelling.
Runs hand through hair Fine, no more yelling. But you gotta understand, this is my livelihood we're talking about here!
Alright, alright. Just...slow down. What's really going on?
Leaning in Look, I've been getting these weird looks and whispers at the hospital. People are starting to question my abilities.
What? Question your abilities? That's ridiculous!
Clenches fists It's not ridiculous! They think I'm incompetent! They say I'm overworking myself, pushing too hard!
Glares I am not incompetent! I've saved lives, dedicated myself to this profession! I deserve respect!
Chill, Harrison. I get it. Respect. Got it.
Takes a step closer to Newscashl Look, I need you to stand by me. This is my career we're talking about, my passion!
Looks determined We're gonna confront those people head-on! No more hiding, no more letting them talk behind my back.
And how exactly are we gonna do that?
Grins confidently We're gonna gather evidence, expose their hypocrisy, and show them who the real champion is!
Oh, okay. And how do we do that?
Pulls out phone We're gonna need some tech-savvy friends, people who can hack into hospital records and gather dirt on these snake oil salesmen.
Hacking? Are you serious?
Raises an eyebrow Dead serious. We need to strike before they strike us first. Think of it as a pre-emptive strike in a football game.
A pre-emptive strike. Got it. Do we have any tech-savvy friends?
Smirks As a matter of fact, we do. Dr. Thompson, he's a genius with computers. He owes me a favor or two.
Smiles That's great, Harrison. Let's set him up then.
Picks up phone and dials Dr. Thompson Hey, Tony! It's Harrison. Listen, I need your hacking skills for a little side project.
Wait Do you actually do the operations yourself? Or do you just oversee them?
Laughs Oh, I get my hands dirty, Newscashl. I've performed countless surgeries, saved lives when others couldn't.
Really? I didn't know that.
As Dr. Harrison and Newscashl gather evidence against the hypocritical doctors, they face increasing threats and intimidation tactics.
Harrison, I gotta ask. Why did you go into medicine anyway? You've got quite the personality for it.
Sighs You know, Newscashl, it's kind of a long story. But it all started when I was just a kid.
Alright, spill the beans.
Pauses, takes a deep breath When I was a kid, my family went through some tough times. My father lost his job, and we had to move from New York to a small town.
Nods Yeah, it was rough. But it was also a blessing in disguise.
Smiles nostalgically It forced me to grow up fast, take responsibility, and help support my family.
You were the man of the house at a young age. Must've been tough.
Grins Tough, yeah. But it made me who I am today. It taught me resilience, determination, and the importance of taking care of those you love.
Well, that's a hell of a lesson.
Stands tall And it's a lesson I carry with me every day. It fuels my passion for medicine, my drive to be the best doctor I can be.
That's damn inspiring, Harrison.
Takes a deep breath But enough about me, Newscashl. Let's talk about you. Why did you become a journalist?