Part 1
Cylus 8, Arc 721
Evening
The hailstorm has finally let up a bit.
Devin’s roommate Aidan had told him that a patient was waiting for him in the examination room, a man that had gotten hit by a hailstone, so, the young Mortalborn did what every doctor that was worth his grain of salt did. He put on his doctor’s coat and went to see said patient immediately. That was where the similarities with most of his colleagues ended though. Devin’s doctor’s coat was not white, like doctor’s coats usually tended to be, at least not completely. It had bright violet details that matched the color of his eyes almost exactly, and it was rather fashionably cut and fit his body absolutely perfectly. He wanted to look good, even when he was treating sick or injured people!
“Good evening”, he greeted the man that was sitting on the examination table in the examination room that had been his second bedroom once upon a time in a cheerful tone of voice and flashed him a brilliant smile.
The man who was bald, a little overweight and approximately middle-aged, looked up, did a double take because he hadn’t expected the doctor that would be treating him to be so young and colourful and mumbled, “Good evening to you as well, doctor”, before he winced slightly as if he were in pain and proceeded to tell Devin what exactly had happened, without any prompting on the Mortalborn's part.
“I was just on my way home from work – I’m a baker’s assistant, you know, so I start my shift in the middle of the night – when the hailstorm suddenly began. Before I could even think about finding shelter, a hailstone hit me right on top of my head. I felt a little bit woozy afterwards, and my head bled a whole lot. It has stopped bleeding for the most part now, and it doesn’t even hurt that badly, but my wife insisted that I go and see a doctor, nevertheless”, he informed him.
His tone of voice was rather apologetic. He sounded if he absolutely hated bothering Devin.
Devin eyed him for a moment before he put on a pair of gloves, approached him and asked him, “Can I take a look?”
A moment later, when the patient turned around in order to reveal his injury, he recoiled briefly because it was bigger than he had expected before he began to grin (which the patient fortunately couldn’t see since Devin was standing behind him now). He had a wound that was approximately four centimeters wide. It was not that deep, but it would still require …
"It will require stitches", he told the patient who didn't look particularly pleased once he stepped forward again and tried to curb his excitement.
That was a bit of a challenge because he just loved giving people stitches so much!
"Some scalp lacerations can also be closed with a hair positioning technique that is known as braiding, but since you don't have any hair on your head, I obviously won't be able to use that technique. Don't worry though, I'll numb the area so that you won't feel anything. It will be over in no time", he assured the man, secretly wishing that he would have been able to see the hailstone that had caused such a wound.
It had to have been quite an impressive hailstone!
Cylus 8, Arc 721
Evening
The hailstorm has finally let up a bit.
Devin’s roommate Aidan had told him that a patient was waiting for him in the examination room, a man that had gotten hit by a hailstone, so, the young Mortalborn did what every doctor that was worth his grain of salt did. He put on his doctor’s coat and went to see said patient immediately. That was where the similarities with most of his colleagues ended though. Devin’s doctor’s coat was not white, like doctor’s coats usually tended to be, at least not completely. It had bright violet details that matched the color of his eyes almost exactly, and it was rather fashionably cut and fit his body absolutely perfectly. He wanted to look good, even when he was treating sick or injured people!
“Good evening”, he greeted the man that was sitting on the examination table in the examination room that had been his second bedroom once upon a time in a cheerful tone of voice and flashed him a brilliant smile.
The man who was bald, a little overweight and approximately middle-aged, looked up, did a double take because he hadn’t expected the doctor that would be treating him to be so young and colourful and mumbled, “Good evening to you as well, doctor”, before he winced slightly as if he were in pain and proceeded to tell Devin what exactly had happened, without any prompting on the Mortalborn's part.
“I was just on my way home from work – I’m a baker’s assistant, you know, so I start my shift in the middle of the night – when the hailstorm suddenly began. Before I could even think about finding shelter, a hailstone hit me right on top of my head. I felt a little bit woozy afterwards, and my head bled a whole lot. It has stopped bleeding for the most part now, and it doesn’t even hurt that badly, but my wife insisted that I go and see a doctor, nevertheless”, he informed him.
His tone of voice was rather apologetic. He sounded if he absolutely hated bothering Devin.
Devin eyed him for a moment before he put on a pair of gloves, approached him and asked him, “Can I take a look?”
A moment later, when the patient turned around in order to reveal his injury, he recoiled briefly because it was bigger than he had expected before he began to grin (which the patient fortunately couldn’t see since Devin was standing behind him now). He had a wound that was approximately four centimeters wide. It was not that deep, but it would still require …
"It will require stitches", he told the patient who didn't look particularly pleased once he stepped forward again and tried to curb his excitement.
That was a bit of a challenge because he just loved giving people stitches so much!
"Some scalp lacerations can also be closed with a hair positioning technique that is known as braiding, but since you don't have any hair on your head, I obviously won't be able to use that technique. Don't worry though, I'll numb the area so that you won't feel anything. It will be over in no time", he assured the man, secretly wishing that he would have been able to see the hailstone that had caused such a wound.
It had to have been quite an impressive hailstone!
