Patriarchy and the Women fighters of healthcare

“Call the doctor, please!”, screamed a patient admitted in ward number 26. A young lady with a stethoscope whirled around her neck looked at the patient in anguish. The question was addressed to her. But why this anguish on her face? What wrong did the patient ask? What set the unusual chord was that she herself as a doctor was taking care of this patient for the last 8 hours trying every bit of her skills to give him solace.