Visit
It didn’t take them long to reach the hospital, or wherever it was the EMS crew took him. He was carted in and sent immediately into a small room where a nurse was already waiting. Once they unloaded him onto a gurney and handed over the IV drip they’d started, Brix half-listened to the EMS tech rattle off his BP, heartrate, and other stats as they detached him from their machine. By the time they left, a doctor had entered to examine him.
“I’m Dr. Hajii. How are you feeling today?” She checked his eyes with a little flashlight before consulting his chart.
“I have a headache.”
“I don’t doubt you would. It’s reported you might have a concussion.” She moved behind him, and he felt her fingers lightly prod his goose egg. “Skin’s not broken.” Giving curt orders to a nurse standing by
