Nov 16, 2008 22:30
When Radiology was quiet, Amber often stepped in to help with the Medical Centre's Clinic. The Clinic was the busiest part of the place save for the Emergency section because it was often the first port of call when someone hurt themselves on the beach. She perused the new file of the patient she was about to see and her eyebrows shot up in surprise when she skimmed his Triage sheet. She knocked before entering the exam room and found him curled up on the bed clutching a sick bag. "Brian Kinney?" she asked. "I'm Dr Volakis. Your notes say you've just arrived and you're undergoing treatment for testicular cancer. How far into the radiation therapy are you?"
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