"Well, young man," Milbury replied. "If you're having some kind of sensory problem, it is certainly better that it be known now rather than later. No need in false memories coming to light and inhibiting your job performance." He made the appropriate note in the file for Storm to see despite the fact that Wild Child obviously had a problem with the idea. It wasn't his job to kowtow to the help, but to provide as thorough an examination as possible. If the boy was having problems, they would simply have to be documented.
The blood work kit was a plastic kit with an assortment of needles and small vials for hooking into those needles. "This shouldn't take long." The doctor extracted an alcohol pad from among a dozen others and a package of gauze, before pulling on a pair of rubber gloves. "Can never be too careful." Not that blood diseases were something he truly had to worry about. "Your arm?"
This was going to go rather quickly. He would need to do a piss test as well, but that didn't require quite so much participation.