Doc and Her Student

Before I can say anything, she grabs my head and inspects me, “Did you hit yourself on the head?”

All of a sudden, the pain where Dane hit me goes away.

“Thanks, Doc,” I said.

“What did you come to see me for?” she says walking off.

I followed her as I said, “You’re not going to question where I’ve been?”

“You’re alive are you not? That’s all I need to know.” We pass by other people also with white doctor coats.

“Woah,” I said. “I didn’t know you set up a hospital here.”

“Ya well, it’s always busy here. People get hurt in the dumbest ways.” We pass by someone with a sling on his arm.

“What happened to you?” Doc says.

The man chuckles nervously, “I fell off my house trying to repair my roof.”

Doc places her hand on his arm, “Get out.”

The man looks at his arm in amazement, “Thank you Doc Mell!”

Doc walks ahead.

“I see people still like you even with a sharp attitude,” I said.