Day 39 -- Doctor's Office 8 [Dr Disraeli] (4th Shift)
Lunch had come and gone quickly enough, but Jizabel had hardly paid any attention to his own food. His mind was too concerned with just how he would handle the patient he'd been so anticipating today. Just what should he do with the young man this time? He likely had no more credibility thanks to the necessary drugging from last time, at least in the boy's eyes, but Jizabel was hardly one to drop his act given just that. And besides, Sean couldn't possibly remember anything relating Jizabel with something other than a "concerned doctor".
Not unless he'd been drugged in such a way before, that was.
Jizabel had just decided on how to play his hand when the nurse rapped at the door. Since this was a patient he actually held interest in, Jizabel could only do as before and honor the boy with a greeting at the door. The nurses could gossip all they wanted if they noticed the difference between this patient's greeting and others, but Jizabel cared little for them.
"Good day, Sean. I do hope you're feeling better than last time?" Dr. Disraeli smiled down at the boy as though nothing too suspicious had happened at all last session.
Not unless he'd been drugged in such a way before, that was.
Jizabel had just decided on how to play his hand when the nurse rapped at the door. Since this was a patient he actually held interest in, Jizabel could only do as before and honor the boy with a greeting at the door. The nurses could gossip all they wanted if they noticed the difference between this patient's greeting and others, but Jizabel cared little for them.
"Good day, Sean. I do hope you're feeling better than last time?" Dr. Disraeli smiled down at the boy as though nothing too suspicious had happened at all last session.