"I told you I was working all week. Good thing too. Loads of people are coming in attacked or worse. The morgue is very busy," yes, he was sounding a little panicked. Not just because Clint was injured but because he was really hoping there wasn't a war on their hands. He didn't really know what was going on. "What the fuck happened to you?"
First things first, while Clint answered. Jamie pulled his wand from his pocket and made a motion with a firm, "Tergeo." All the excess blood and the dirt and whatever else came off of Clint's body and another charm removed it from existence. It was one of the more popular tasks he had in the hospital. And he could work while Clint talked so a quick "Lumos" and a gentle hand under the other man's chin with an off-hand, "Look at the light," started the check for a concussion - the old way was the best for that.