"Oh, you won't have to take X-Rays. I made sure to perform a full body scan at home in my lab. One moment," and he pulled out something a little bigger than an iPhone from his suit jacket pocket. He tapped the screen a few times, bringing up a miniture view of a body scan with his full name in the corner of it. "If you just touch there," and indicated near his chest," it will zoom in on my heart, where the shrapnel is, all of that. It can give you my vitals as of this morning, but that's probably not going to do you any good now. I can have a set of the scans sent to the hospital for you and your staff to go over tomorrow." He handed the device over to Cuddy for her to look through the files at her leisure. "Any other tests, you're free to perform. I haven't done anything but these basic images for you."