OOC said:
• I will assume the time of the day is approximately midday.
From his study room he looked over the list of books which had been given to him, the list of important books to study and read through. Holding the list up high by the large bookcase of basic medical books he skimmed across the titles.
Ah, there. he pulled out a smaller, yet distinct in color as it had a bright red cover book.
"Basic anatomy and facts of the human body" He opened it and skimmed through the pages.
Perfect. He out with the book open, holding it with one hand, and his face looking down into it, earlier the day he had been asked to take a shift as a nurse to try getting a more hands on approach with patients of the different sorts of illnesses all around. He flipped a page and entered into the empty staff room only equipped with the basics, a console standing by the corner for when patients requested assistance, a shelf with drawers containing all the patient documents for the hallway, and a tiny kitchen perfect for the hungry or thirsty worker. He put over a kettle of water then seating himself down by the miniature dining table. But alas as soon as his butt had finally settled in a comfortable position, and a particularly interesting chapter involving the nerves in the human body the console in the corner begins to beep loudly a few times. He ignored the beeping and took a minute to finish reading the chapter and as he did he took a mental note
"There are 45 miles of nerves in the skin of a human being." Curious to wonder if one were to be severed or manipulated somehow. A slight smile grew on his lips as he got up, closed the book and put it into his pocket, he calmly walked to the console and examined the prompts.
Screen prompt said:
None emergency assistance requested
Room nr: B16
Patient nr: C658
At the side of the machine was a stack of wooden clipboards, he ignored them, and instead went right to the shelf of drawers, pulled out the B drawer, he examined the different folders looking for 16,
There he picked it up, took out the front page which had numerous copies behind it from the folder, and put the folder back, he held the paper firmly in his hands. Examining the text on the on the piece of paper as he grabbed a white coat conveniently hanged by the side of the door and with his name even set on the front pocket of it. He walked out, looked up from the paper and examined the hallway looking around for the room number, an easy find with all the numbers on the doors, his eyes had been surprisingly getting sharper over the years, he walked up to the door taking his time while continuing looking over the piece of paper he took his time taking on his coat and making it sit comfortably around his body and making sure his dreadlocks was behind the coat, and swallowing his saliva.
Now, now, Kei, it's just a patient, not like it's some girl around the same age as yourself He grinned sarcastically as he folded the paper and put into the front pocket of his white coat.
According to her illness it's probably some old lady wanting me to fluff her pillow or something.. He gripped the door handle, turned it around and pushed the door slowly, standing tall he took a step in and entered the room, he was a little shocked over the appearance of the girl sitting in her bed so obediently. His eyes deceived his attempt at seeming unsurprised by her looks as he asked her of what would be the problem.
"Uhm- Hey" He lifted his hand to the height of his own head, palm facing her as he smiled calmly.
"So, what'd'ya need?" He lowered his hand slowly as he examined the room looking at the small table by the side of the bed usually containing personal possessions hoping it might give some sort of clue to her personality.
Nothing nothing significantly relevant was distinctly noticeable, that was, until he remembered the notes written about her condition in the piece of paper from the drawer,
Severely low height to weight numbers, should be fed more than the average patient A sigh of relief escaped his mouth as he remembered it.
I'm so stupid.