"Hello," Owen greeted the Doctor, nodding his head a bit as he listened to him. Oy, this was a mess. He couldn't help but feel his nerves acting up a bit. He wasn't confident at all in his abilities as a doctor, even though he'd been described as brilliant once or twice. He shifted his bag from hand to hand, moving toward the door as well.
"An iron deficiency could be caused by internal bleeding or pregnancy," he said, speaking quietly. He reached up to adjust his glasses. "But it's probably malnutrition. The white blood cells are probably her body trying to fight off the virus," he peered through the door slightly, pulling his mask on before the Doctor opened it.
He also pulled his gloves from his bag and pulled them on. "All right," his voice was slightly muffled from the mask.