FTEC, Thursday, January 4

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Christian opened up the clinic and checked on Dr. Wilson. The finger reattachment was amazing. If it wasn't in the charts, he wouldn't have believed it had been severed. It must've been a magical job, since there was no signs of surgery. Christian may have felt a tiny stirring of jealousy. That kind of power could put him out of a job.

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"Mostly quiet," Christian said. "Except for Dr. Wilson."

[Yes, but he hasn't pinged in yet so you'll have to wait.]

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"What's wrong with Wilson?"

Re: Front Desk

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"I'm not at liberty to say," Christian said. Medical records were confidential, after all. "But he's available for visitors as long as you're quiet and don't try to wake him up. And you may have to get by his partner, first."

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"What, Phale? Yah. I s'pose I could pop in for a visit. It sounds bad."

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"He's in critical condition," Christian said. "But as long as you keep your voice down and your hands to yourself, you can look in on him."

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"Hell, it's not like I can just hop around with this thing. I need both hands," John said quietly. "Where's he at?"

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"Exam Room One," Christian said, pointing down the hall.

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"I'll peek in, and then the cast thing, right?"

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Christian nodded. "Go visit, then we can take care of you."