"I just told you, I live in the Asylum. Helllooooo." Jack shook his head. Then narrowed his eyes. "You're a doctor, aren't you? Yes. That's it. Only doctors talk that way. But you're not a psych doc, no. Otherwise you'd be having a hey day instead of trying to get away."
Jack smiled.
"Hey doc. Hey, I think I got Coxsackie in Bangkok. Would you have a look? Hurts real bad. Need medical attention. I might die. Don't you have to help me? Didn't you take an oath?"