RP: The Hospital Wing

[last_akkadian]

Comes after this.An observer might have seen incongruity, perhaps even comedy, in sight of the huge man climbing the staircase, dwarfing the limp form of the golden-haired man he carried; except there was nothing humorous in the blood streaming down the unconscious man's face, nor about the purple and blue swelling of his eye and cheek. Mathayus

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[lilypotter60]

Looking up, Lily quickly dropped what she was doing and ran to the front. Her eyes quickly assessed the man in the Mathayus' arms; not looking for identity but taking stock of injuries. Which is why she didn't immediately recognize Charles Macaulay. Not that it would matter - even if the connection had been made, Lily wouldn't have refused him treatment. Murderer and furry though he might be.

"Get him to the bed," she said shortly, not blinking at Mathayus' size. She'd been friends with Hagrid, after all. Grabbing a tray and a chart, Lily immediately set to work, running scans of Charles, trying to assess injuries, and triaging his treatment.

"What happened?" the words were asked even as Lily's head was bent over Charles, checking his pulse. Green eyes flicked up to Mathayus and then back down to the patient. Information was vital, but she could work and ask questions at the same time.

[estebanmd]

Stephen, who was replacing some expired potions with fresher stuff, could not very well drop what he was doing, as that would have been messy and possibly hazardous. He took some moments longer to respond, joining Lily at the bedside of the newly arrived patient -- whom he immediately recognised, though he had never seen the man before. This must be Camilla's twin.

"His sister will want to be owled," he noted to Lily, aside and quickly, before turning his attention with no small reverence to the image her wand had made rise above the patient's prone form. Imaging technology of any sort had not existed in Stephen's time, let alone the sort produced by wizarding Healers. "Fractured ribs, the sixth and seventh. Typical of a brawl. The skull is what concerns me."

If there were cranial swelling, maybe a trephination would be required?

[lilypotter60]

"Getting there now," she mumbled absently, brow furrowed as she got the magical equivalent of x-rays and a scan for internal bleeding. Then she concentrated on the head, throwing an image of Charles' skull up above the bed.

"Hmm?" Realizing that Stephen had said something else, Lily looked over. "Yeah, sure, his sister. We can send a house-elf, or you can owl her, if you like." Unconcerned with that at the moment, she turned her eyes back to the scan. "Does it look like a concussion to you? Here," she pointed at one area of the image.

[estebanmd]

Stephen called a house-elf over and, briefly, quietly, directed the elf to fetch Camilla. Then he put on his spectacles in order to peer at the scan. "That is a question," he admitted, frowning at the thin pale image, the blob Lily indicated, something that could be swelling or could to Stephen's mind be just a trick of the light. He looked up at the huge man beside them, someone he did not recall meeting before and felt sure he would certainly recall had they met. "Can you tell us, sir, what exactly has befallen this man?"