Henry McCoy (i_thebeast) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2011-07-17 21:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | henry mccoy, willow rosenburg |
Doctor turned Patient (Willow)
(After this)
Hank grimaced as the doctor stitched up the cut on his arm, his neck still sore under the bandages. But at least the staff had given him an extra shirt and pants to get out of his bloodied things, and let him stay in a double room with Willow as she received her exam. He had gotten there alright, too tired from blood loss to really care that he had no shoes on and that all his coworkers were now able to see his feet. He noticed one or two staring, but as they wheeling him in he'd let go of that angst.
"How's that feel, doctor?" the surgeon patching him up asked. Hank glanced at the stitches, then smiled thinly as she started to wrap him with bandages.
"Like I've been sliced open a few times. But now with very sturdy stitching. Thank you," he said warmly, looking at the patch job on his hand and wiggling his fingers gently. He still had full mobility of them, which was the important thing.
As the doctor left he leaned back, glancing at the blood transfusion they'd hooked up to make up for what he lacked after the fight. He turned to Willow, then glanced at her. "Well then. I'm patched up," he said. It was awkward for him now, he wasn't used to making small talk, especially not to beautiful girls. "How are you feeling?"