章節 29: Chapter 29 : Physically demanding
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Capping her drink, Xenovia began to wordlessly walk over to the viewing deck's exit. Pausing before she opened the door in order to glance over her shoulder.
"...Lint… Thank you."
She was met with a soft smile, "You're welcome."
Although she may not have gotten a lot of sleep that night, Xenovia would certainly admit that the respite of rest was something that she sorely needed. And before long, the warm pull of her bed had tugged her into a deep sleep.
September 15th 2012
One Day Later
"How's he doing?" Griselda asked as she sat down in a chair across from a woman in a white lab coat, and doctor's equipment.
The sterile white room where they sat was connected directly to the operation room, and although she would never admit it, a Quarta would never sacrifice professional integrity, after all; she had half the mind to rush past those metal doors, and be at her pupil's side. As little time as they've known each other, she still felt as strong a connection to him as all the others. As far as she was concerned, they were her children in all but blood, despite the fact that she would never let any of them know.
The doctor finished typing on her computer, before grabbing a clipboard, idly flipping through it as she spoke, "Much, much better. His condition has been stabilized over the night, we've patched up any and all punctures and internal bleeding from his broken rib, and managed to syphon most of the toxins from his bloodstream."
"Most?" Griselda furrowed her brow.
"Yes, there's still about… 2% of the injected toxin still floating around in his bloodstream. We may have a lot of cutting edge technology here, but even we don't have enough compatible blood to perform a full replacement," The doctor stressed.
"So what does that mean for him going forward?"
"Nothing too bad, currently, he's recovering from extreme fatigue. When he comes to, we'll be putting him on a prescription that'll energize his white blood cells, they should be able to combat the small amount of toxin remaining over time just fine. If you don't put him through any rigorous activities, or any stupid stunts again, he should make a full recovery in a week of two."
"That's… That's really good to hear," The previously unknown tension in Griselda's shoulders finally loosening in response to the good news, relief blatant in her tone.
The doctor still glared at her, "Now, I'm not usually one to question the line of authority, but seriously, Ms. Quarta, what were you thinking sending a rookie into an unknown situation like that? That boy was nearly on the brink when he came here, and while I had to read the mission report you submitted in order to treat him, one thing I couldn't get out of my mind was that the mission you undertook was not something that should have been for a rookie."
"I...understand that. His original purpose was to simply observe an exorcism being performed in order for him to gain an introduction into field tactics, and have him acclimate to the idea of going up against gruesome enemies like stray devils. First exposure to strays is never easy, and I wanted it to be done in a controlled environment early-on in his training, so then he would continue training with the knowledge of what he's going to go up against."
The doctor slammed her fist against her desk, "THAT WAS NOT A CONTROLLED ENVIRONMENT! The mission was full of unknown variables! And because of that, I've got a fifteen year old boy in my clinic who has had to fight for his life for the past sixteen hours!"
Griselda bowed her head in shame, "Whether I had underestimated the stray devils inside, or had become overconfident for Vin's security due to there being six other capable exorcists-in-training with us, I had let my guard down, and become far too distracted. I won't make excuses, doctor, it was a lapse in my professional judgement as an Exorcist that led to this event. I take full responsibility."
The Doctor sighed, "At least you own up to your shortcomings."
Before she could finish, the doors leading into the operating chamber swung open, as a breathless employee stood panting in the doorframe.
"Patient Vin is awake and fully lucid, Doctor!"
"What? He's awake a full twelve hours ahead of predictions!" The Doctor exclaimed, as she quickly stood up, gathering a stack of papers, clipping them onto her clipboard, grabbing a handful of pens, and other medical equipment, before rushing to the door.
As if remembering she had company, the Doctor turned around, "Ms. Quarta, I have to apologize, but we need to be left to attend to the patient. I'll send you a full report by email in the coming days."
"I understand," Griselda stood up from her seat, making her way to the door opposite of the Doctor, "Please, let Vin know that we're all praying for a swift-recovery, alright?"
The Doctor merely nodded, before she took off, the door swinging behind her as she left to go see her patient.
It would be later in the night, after a lot of unanswered questions and nervous hesitation from her pupils, that Griselda would finally receive word from the Doctor's by email.
'Vincenzo is fully lucid and aside from expected fatigue, is expected to make a full recovery. He'll be dismissed from our clinic's care in three days, after which you shall not put him through rigorous training or other physically demanding tasks for another three weeks.
Listed below are more details on his medication, please ensure he takes the recommended dosage every twelve to thirteen hours.'
Without the company of her other pupils around her, Griselda finally let down her walls and breathed a sigh of relief. Thank god, he managed to pull through.
When Vin first arrived back in the dorms, he didn't look so hot. Clad in a pair of trashy sweatpants, his hospital gown worn over his bare chest, his skin looked paler and clammier than any of them had really seen before. His hair, loose from it's usual ponytail cascaded down his back and shoulders, the brown locks frizzy and oily from days of no care. He had bags under his eyes, small, but still persistently noticeable. All in all, he looked like shit.
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