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FTEC Wednesday Day Shift 6/6

Wilson was definitely covering up a yawn as he made his way back into the clinic. While it would have been nice to say he'd been up late canoodling with the mate or the Advesary, he'd actually been up late putting together a surprise for the mate ... and the Advesary if he happened to be in a position for a surprise.

In the meantime, Wilson checked with the on duty nurse, pleased to find no patients and after that brief conversation he settled in with his laptop to do a bit of consulting work for a friend.

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He's sipping coffee and working on the laptop. Feel free to interupt him.

Aziraphale wasn't necessarily interested in interrupting Wilson's work, but he did come by with tea and coffee cake to share. And his copy of Lady Windermere's Fan, that he didn't get to finish the previous night.

With a kiss on the cheek for the young doctor, he set the man up with a snack, and settled into his usual corner.

Hey, look. Chad finally remembered. Although quite soon after walking through the door of the clinic, he was about ready to turn back around and go to the library to do some research to prove that stitches didn't really need to be removed...

"Hey."

Wilson looked up and perhaps an amused eyebrow arched as he spied Chad standing there, after all it was pretty hard to miss him.

"Good morning Mr. Sado. Can I help you?"

"Uh, yeah," Chad rubbed the back of his neck a little. "Came in to see if the stitches were ready to come out?" And thus ending Teddy constantly poking at him about it.

It was hard for Wilson to bite his tongue and not make a comment about patients who jump out windows coming back to have some stitches pulled.

But he knew that would not make the situation any better, so he stood up and motioned for Chad to follow him.

"Come on back to exam one ~~which will be up shortly!~~."

For the removal of stitches!

Hey, if it was up to Chad, he wouldn't ever be in here again. However, he had a very convincing and rational-minded boyfriend.

Chad sat on the exam table and started unbuttoning his shirt. "This won't take long, right?" Behind his curtain of hair, his eyes were already starting to go toward the window. They were just stitches, he reminded himself....

"If I don't have to put you in whole body restraints, it shouldn't take very long at all," Wilson said in a warning tone as he pulled on some gloves and grabbed a pair of tweezers and scissors.

He was at the point where he really could take stitches out in his sleep. Motioning for Chad to display, said knitting, Wilson drew a rolley chair over to sit on while he worked.

"Any acute tenderness at the site or has everything been healing up for you?"

Chad finished unbuttoning the shirt and pulled it off so the sitches along his ride side in front were easily accessible. "A little bit if I move weird, but it's been pretty good." Certainly no more poking at it anymore, which was sad.

Wilson gently inspected the area with gloved fingers and made a pleased sound over the progress of the healing.

He then carefully started to remove the sutures.

"Your body simply telling you what it is and isn't up for. If you do some gentle stretches, just to the point where you feel a light tug, hold it for a count of five, relax and repeat, you'll find mobility returns a lot sooner and with less muscular trauma. You just have to give your body a chance to realize everything is okay again."

And as he talked, out came the stitches!

"There you go."

"There's the ones in the back, too," Chad said, twisting.

Wilson repeated the procedure in the back, checking the site and then carefully removing the stitches.

"Anywhere else?" He asked, scissors still in his hands.

At this point he'd removed so many sutures from students that the wound were running into each other and it was hard to keep straight who had stitches where. Particularly since he hadn't been the original doctor to put the thread work into Chad.

Chad took a second, as though even he wasn't sure where all his stitches were. "Nope; that's it."

"Then you are a free man," Wilson announced with a playful wave of his hand towards the door.

"Thanks, Doc."

Chad was so out of that door before he'd even bothered buttoning his shirt back up.

And, yes, he used the door this time.

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