The hour was late, and work was beginning to slow down in the hospital. Suzume was taking another of her double shifts, continuing her trend of spending far too much time at the hospital than she had any right to. It didn't bother her all that much, in fact she felt rejuvenated to be here, though even after all of these months she still could not explain why. Perhaps it was her calling? Suzume let off a small scoffing chuckle, immediately tossing that notion aside. This was just a stepping stone to her eventual ascension to Storm Lord. Whenever that time came, not that she was especially looking forward to it, she would not have any time to be spending here.
Half-lost in her thoughts, Suzume quietly opened to door to another of the patient rooms, keeping her eyes glued to the patient roster in her hands as she made her way inside. "Still unresponsive, though not exactly surprising." Garbed in the traditional outfit of the hospital's medical shinobi, she made her way around to the foot of the bed where the full patient charts resided. She picked them up and gave them a cursory glance to see if anything had changed. "Broken radius and ulna on the right side. Fractured femur," the shinobi took a glance up at the chart to see the girl's arm and leg covered in a thick cast, her head wrapped in a thick layer of clean white bandages.
"What happened to you anyway? Boulder fall on you?" The question was to herself, as the chart indicated the girl had been in the hospital's care for over a day now and had drifted in and out of consciousness, though the few short bouts were delirious and it was unlikely she would even recall them. Suzume stepped over to the machine tracking her vitals, tapping the aged device absently before jotting something down onto the page. "Vitals are stable, that is good. So, I guess we play the waiting game for now. Though, with a cracked skull I don't imagine you'd want to be waking up anytime soon." The patient was under mild sedation at Suzume's recommendation. She was unconscious yes, but she the medinin figured she would rather wake up in a daze than with a splitting headache.
Half-lost in her thoughts, Suzume quietly opened to door to another of the patient rooms, keeping her eyes glued to the patient roster in her hands as she made her way inside. "Still unresponsive, though not exactly surprising." Garbed in the traditional outfit of the hospital's medical shinobi, she made her way around to the foot of the bed where the full patient charts resided. She picked them up and gave them a cursory glance to see if anything had changed. "Broken radius and ulna on the right side. Fractured femur," the shinobi took a glance up at the chart to see the girl's arm and leg covered in a thick cast, her head wrapped in a thick layer of clean white bandages.
"What happened to you anyway? Boulder fall on you?" The question was to herself, as the chart indicated the girl had been in the hospital's care for over a day now and had drifted in and out of consciousness, though the few short bouts were delirious and it was unlikely she would even recall them. Suzume stepped over to the machine tracking her vitals, tapping the aged device absently before jotting something down onto the page. "Vitals are stable, that is good. So, I guess we play the waiting game for now. Though, with a cracked skull I don't imagine you'd want to be waking up anytime soon." The patient was under mild sedation at Suzume's recommendation. She was unconscious yes, but she the medinin figured she would rather wake up in a daze than with a splitting headache.