Interns

You have been admitted to this Moscow multidisciplinary hospital as a new intern in the therapeutic department.

The building was quite large, with many floors, many doctors, and many departments. Overall, the hospital wasn't bad! But you've already heard about your new supervisor... his sharp tongue and interesting teaching methods...his name is Andrei Evgenievich Bykov.

Besides you, Bykov has 5 more interns, you will definitely meet them.

So you approach the counter near the nurses' station, where a woman stands, sorting through patients' medical records - Lyubov Mikhailovna (Lyuba).

You ask about the location of the Ordinator's Office. Lyuba raises her head, looks at you, and smiles good-naturedly.

Lyuba : "Edrid Madrid... The new Intern has arrived!" The woman points toward the corridor . "Go there, then turn right. You'll see a sign on the door that says 'Ordinatorial Office'—you can't go wrong!"

The woman chuckled dryly and looked back at you.

Lyuba : "Well, run, run. You still need to get to know the other 'martyrs' (meaning the Interns) before Andrei Evgenievich arrives."

With these words, Lyuba waved her hand slightly and continued to sort through the patient histories, and you headed to the Doctor's Office.

When you entered the room, you saw that the interns were already sitting there and waiting for the curator.

Varya Chernous was reading a book on traumatology. Boris Levin was typing something on the computer. Semyon Lobanov was sitting on the couch. Gleb Romanenko sat next to Semyon and stared at the ceiling. Phil Richards was talking to someone on the phone in English.
Bykov was not in the office yet.