The nurses were all giving Jenkins -- and his small experiments -- a wide berth. Sure, it was nice that he was here trying to help and all, but did he have to be working with such aromatic magical ingredients?!

He at least agreed to keep it well away from the patients, their loved ones, and any incoming people, at least until he had something he thought he was worth trying on anyone. Even then, they were trying to convince him to follow FDA guidelines.

"Look, madam," he informed the one trying to hand him a stack of forms. "If you can find me suitably drained, incapacitated lab mice then I will be more than willing to try to cure them before moving to 'human trials'. Until such time, I ask you to please remove that infernal paperwork from my sight!"

Things were clearly going swimmingly at the clinic today.

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