this thread needs some morphine in the poststream 
((The proceedure was a success.
I love you guys. :' ) I'm going to finish something I started for once.))
Go and do your job.
You don't want to. It sounds boring and stupid. You cover you head with your pillow- oh god dammit you slept with your Blood Bank under your pillow. It's impossibly large needle poked your nose.
Well, at least you're awake now. Might as well see whose at your door.
Of course it's the Bear lady. You yawn. Hello Glenda.
Glenda says that there was a change of plans. There was reports of people showing signs of malaria out there and he needed a physician today instead of a surgeon, and that instead you'd be doing rounds here today. Glad that you don't have to travel again, you lazily creep back into bed. Glenda bodily drags you out again with one of her big bear arms.
She also tells you that it's time for you to do your rounds and a bunch of other crap that needs doing and hands you a clipboard with all of the patients that need attention.
You take a look at the list
1: Pablo Azores, MILD pain in lower back
2: Paulita Degaul, Infected wound
3: Guillermo Santiago, Abdominal pain, Vomiting
There are more, but you decide you should get to work on these.
ITEMS:Tranquilizer gun (Single-use) x1
Blood Bank
What do you do?
((Now enough of that, I need to get to school!))
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Topic: The Jungle Doctor (Read 9761 times)