After a hectic day at work, Josefina finally clocked out at six. She grabbed her car keys and started driving toward the hospital. Percy had called her in to consult on a particularly tricky patient's condition.
With her Bluetooth earpiece snugly in place, Josefina answered a call from Oliver.
"Hey Josie, how about dinner tonight?" he asked.
"Can't tonight, Oliver. I'm heading to the hospital. Percy needs my input on a patient," she replied, weaving through the evening traffic.
"I'll wait for you at the hospital then. We can grab a bite afterward," Oliver suggested.
"Look, it's going to be late. You go ahead and have dinner," Josefina said, trying to focus on both the conversation and the road.
"Josie, any dinner without you is too early for me," Oliver insisted warmly, bringing a smile to her face.
"Alright, you win. Pick up some burgers and wait for me outside the hospital. I could go for a burger tonight."
"Deal, I'll be waiting."
They set a time, and Josefina pulled into the hospital parking lot. She had barely walked through the doors when an overhead announcement caught her attention: "Emergency in the new clinic wing, Hall 1, code 999."
Her expression darkened, and she sprinted to Hall 1 where a young man lay on the ground, his complexion a worrying shade of blue.
The best of the hospital's staff had converged in Hall 1, ready to wrestle with the reaper for the patient's life. Percy was among them. Josefina was the fastest to react, already administering CPR by the time the rest caught up.
"Percy, the epinephrine!" she called out without missing a beat.
Percy quickly placed the medical kit beside her and handed over the vial. "Epinephrine!"
She took it and continued her lifesaving efforts. "Get a gurney! We need to move him to the ER, stat!"
After another half hour, once she was certain the patient was stable, Josefina finally left the hospital. Unbeknownst to her, a regal woman hurried in just as she exited, their paths narrowly missing each other.
Outside, Josefina spotted a familiar car. Oliver saw her too and stepped out, walking straight to her and taking her hand.
"I got you iced tea, light on the ice, lightly sweetened," he said, handing her the drink.
She was desperate for a cold beverage, and Oliver had nailed it. "How’d you know I was in the mood for something cold?" Josefina took a sip without hesitation. The cool, sweet liquid was like a lifeline.
After drinking half the cup, Josefina settled into the car, the air conditioning a welcome relief. Oliver gently massaged her shoulders. "I figured with the crisis at the hospital, you were probably saving lives. You needed something cold after that intensity. You seem to like iced tea, so I got you one."
Her shoulders relaxed under his touch, and with another sip of the iced tea, she felt blissfully comfortable.
The driver discreetly raised the privacy partition and focused on the road. Josefina laid her head on Oliver's lap, and he began to gently rub her temples, easing the day's tension away.

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