As in all hospitals, the medical hierarchy of The House of God was a pyramid - a lot at the bottom and one at the top.
Put another way it was like an ice-cream cone...you had to lick your way up! Roy Basch, the 'red-hot'
Rhodes Scholar, thought differently - but then he hadn't met Hyper Hooper, out to win the most post-mortems of the year award, nor Molly, the nurse with the crash helmet.
He hadn't even met any of the Gomers ('
Get Out of My Emergency Room!'), the no-hopers who wanted to die but who were worth more alive!.
As in all hospitals, the medical hierarchy of The House of God was a pyramid - a lot at the bottom and one at the top.
Put another way it was like an ice-cream cone...you had to lick your way up! Roy Basch, the 'red-hot'
Rhodes Scholar, thought differently - but then he hadn't met Hyper Hooper, out to win the most post-mortems of the year award, nor Molly, the nurse with the crash helmet.
He hadn't even met any of the Gomers ('
Get Out of My Emergency Room!'), the no-hopers who wanted to die but who were worth more alive!
