“Yeah, they really need to talk it out.” I added.
“Agreed. Now, let’s have a look at your wounds.” He began unbandaging my left arm.
“How did you know how to do this?” I motioned toward my privates.
“I have all my father’s notes on healing. Thankfully they were very detailed.” He laughed uncomfortably. Glad I wasn’t the only one weirded out by catheter bit. “Unbelievable.” He set the first wrap on my blanket. A pink line with slight bruising was all that remained on my bicep. “This had a huge gash in it.” He grabbed a jar from the bedside table and spread some ointment on the scar. “I had to pack the wounds before I could transport you back here. After I cleaned the wounds, I stitched you up but you healed so quick, I had to take the stitch out the very next day. I’m starting to think h
