a healing hand - nemuru yamanaka.

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osaki private clinic
medical examination in progress...

head surgeon
mimi osaki

"Ah, poor turnout again." The woman murmurs, wandering into the room, clutching a cup of tea. There are only three of you, yourself, another boy and a girl. Here to become medics.
"Well, well. I'm sure you'll all do fine. Bring them in!" At her words, a couple of nurses wheel in a gurney, a very distressed looking woman laying atop it.

Her face is bright red, complimented by a sweaty sheen. Her breathing is laboured, inhaling and exhaling in short and harsh bursts.
"P-please, it hurts..." She gasps, but Mimi ignores her, placing a hand to the patient's forehead.
"How hot you are! It must be painful." The surgeon then turns to you, looking very unconcerned for the woman's health.

"What's wrong with her? And how do we help her? We can't heal her until we know how, now can we?" The woman on the gurney cries out in distress at Mimi's words, but doesn't have the energy to complain.

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+ Attempt to diagnose the patient. What are her obvious problems? What ailment could those problems add up to?

+ Decide how you would begin healing her. What requires attention first? How could you restore her to full health?

Begin!

[Pwn]

Over the years, Nemuru researched many things, and one of them was the Osaki Private Clinic, located in the western district of Kirigakure no Sato near its mysterious somatology lab. He had never been there, but inspired to visit it someday. At this clinic, Mimi Osaki, a girl with long blond hair and orange eyes, was the head surgeon. Slightly nudging the door open, he would enter the building, immediately heading to the receptionist desk.

She directed him to his room, 101, where he would have to wait. Hospital visit were usually extensive and tedious, something that he did not like, but considering this had qualified as a job opportunity, it would not be long. His thoughts pondered this. It did not last long. He could hear a woman in the back. The woman joined him, and his group. She already seemed pleased, though you can never be too sure. He watched her signal for the nurses.

They brought a woman on a gurney out the back room. From the look of peril upon her face, this had been critical. If she had a fever above 98, she could possibly die. The first thought that came into his head was to chill her out. He was not familiar with the terminology, but he would try to let the nurses, and Mimi know what they needed to do. He looked around at his partners as if to wait for them to speak, he would stand up, and make his presence known.

“If she’s hot, we need to cool her down,” Nemuru said, stepping over to the gurney, looking the panicking woman in her eyes. You could see how terrified she was. He wanted to help here, but he lacked the proper tools. The nurses would be the ones to administer the proper technique. With this being an exam of sorts, they would not let her die.

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head surgeon
mimi osaki

Mimi frowns.
"Well, yes, i suppose. But an increase in body temperature can be a result of many things, some of which require maintaining the heat so as to avoid damage." She explains, her manner relaxed and mild as the woman moans beneath her. The girl taking the test alongside you steps forwards, looking serious as she places a hand against the woman's forehead, as Mimi did before.

"A failure in her thermoregulation. Has this woman been exposed to the sun for a long time?" She asks, looking up at the surgeon. Mimi claps her hands.
"Bingo! What we have here is simply heat stroke, which has led to hyperthermia. Her case is quite extreme, however." She explains, before turning to you.

"Cooling her down is on the right path. What would be the best method right now? You have to be careful not to lower her temperature too fast, or it could be dangerous."

You stated the obvious, but luckily the diagnosis itself was quite apparent. The treatment may not be as obvious as it seems, however.

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+ With her condition explained, you need to decide the best method of helping the patient.

Continue!

[Pwn]

Mimi had cleverly insinuated the answer to their procedure. The other two probably did not catch it, but he did. There had only been one way to help this girl. If lowering her temperature too fast hindered her, all they needed to do was keep it stable. With the girl able to talk, that was all they needed to confirm that she could maintain consciousness. Nemuru looked over to the head surgeon with proper eyes.

“We need to stabilize the heat,”

confidence present in his tone.

“That way, we can carefully lower her temperature,”

words even more potent.

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head surgeon
mimi osaki

The surgeon shakes her head.
"That's all very well, but how? What should we do to 'stabilize the heat'?" She said, looking intently at you. The woman suffering emits another low moan, clearly in great discomfort, if not serious danger.

"I asked for a method, not just for more directions. Our patient is in pain, and probably in danger of her condition worsening. We need to think fast, and act even faster in these situations, you know." Mimi says, her manner still light and casual, even as her words grow more serious.

The girl and boy taking the test alongside you look concerned, but refrain from volunteering an answer. This one is obviously your call.
"If you don't know exactly what to do on the spot, your patient will often die. It's a hazard of being a medic." The surgeon adds, offhandedly.

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+ Mimi needs more information before she can help the woman. A concrete method. How do you heal this woman?

Continue!

[Pwn]

A tingle tapped his spine as Mimi asked him how to stabilize the heat, but truthfully, he did not have the slightest clue of how to do something like that. That was his entire reason for coming to the clinic this very day. He wanted to learn the medical arts, and be able to heal his comrades. Even with a blank mind, deep within his head, thoughts churned up, ready to be exposed to the world. Remembering what he previously said, his mouth moved.

“Thing is,”

a brief pause.

“I don’t know.”

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head surgeon
mimi osaki

Mimi's hands went to her slender hips and her eyes narrowed.
"It's very simple. Are you sure you want to be a medic? I'm not here to teach you everything a healer should know. I'm here to test that you know all that already." The surgeon said, finishing with a sip of her tea.

"Doctor!", the boy pipes up, "we should start by sponging her down with cool water, while we prepare a lukewarm bath. If it's too cold, it could be damaging, right?" Mimi nodded, gesturing at the nurses who'd brought the gurney in.
"Correct. That would do nicely to leech the heat from her body. If her hyperthermia has reached critical stages however, as this poor woman's might have done, we'd resort to intravenous cooling, and hook her up to an IV." The surgeon explained.

The two nurses wheeled the suffering woman away, and brought in a young boy, naked above the waist. His bones are all on show, his skin taut over them. His stomach is slightly swollen.

"Oh my. You look terrible!" Mimi said, placing down her cup of tea.
"Muscles appear atrophied, bloating of the stomach, and of course, he's awfully skinny." She lists off. Thankfully, the patient appears to be asleep.

"Perhaps you'll have better luck with this one."

♥

+ Attempt to diagnose the second patient. What are his obvious problems? What condition have they led to?

+ And a method of healing him. What can be done to restore him to normal?

Continue!

[Pwn]

Nemuru eyed Mimi down, attention fixated upon her hands sliding across her hips, but their eyes meeting after words, noticing hers narrowed as he looked up. From just her body language, he could tell she had been a sassy one. He could use to a girl like her. Nevertheless, love is for hopeless romantics. That had not been something of his interest. It was more for the birds. Before she even spoke, he felt the presence of her scolding him. With actions speaking louder than words, it had been announced.

He watched her take a sip of her tea after she expressed herself. It was often he had to deal with girls like her. Every one of them was the same. They just nagged, and nagged, and nagged, always expecting something from you. A sigh had been released as he housed everything she said. His desire to become a medic for the sake of his village was high. Obstacles like this were nothing to him. Failure had not been an option this time around.

Turning his head to the left, he watched the boy speak. Looking back at Mimi, she had confirmed what he said to be true. The fact that the answer had been that simple appalled him, but he would not falter. The head surgeon spoke once more, explaining the situation a little better. The nurses then took the woman away, back into the abyss of the back room. Next up was a boy, chest exposed, including a swollen stomach, and skin peeling from bones.

Mimi spoke again, for the third time, though her tone slightly concerned as she sat her tea down. The boy had been sleep. That would mean that his suffering had been cut short. It was time for him to begin, thoughts already leaping with joy, ready to display themselves for all. He closed his eyes for a second, only for them to flicker open the next. Inhaling vaguely, he subtly coughed to clear his throat before telling his answer.

“We have to slow down the tearing of his tissue,”

a succinct pause, left hand raised out, right on hip.

“And the cause might be his stomach. Perhaps he ate something extremely poisonous.”

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head surgeon
mimi osaki

"Ah, wrong on both counts. I thought this one was a cinch too!" The surgeon says with a shrug.
"Any other takers?" The woman continued to observe all three of her candidates, as they looked intently at the boy before them, the girl stepping forwards to run a hand over his stomach.
"Malnutrition? I mean, starvation, i think. The stomach bloating like that while the rest of the body wastes away, that's usually what it means..." She suggests, not looking entirely sure of her answer.

Mimi nodded, looking pleased.
"Spot on! The muscles are usually the first to go, as the body will break down muscles before it breaks down fat or other tissues, in order to survive." She explains, gesturing a the poor child's arms.
"As for the bloated stomach, that tends to come down to a protein deficiency, coupled with a lack of sustenance. It's strange, don't you think? That his stomach would grow larger as he starves?" Mimi sounded rather fascinated with the subject.

"Now, there's an obvious answer here as to his treatment, so let's avoid it. How do we treat his condition?"

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+ With his condition revealed, there's need of healing. The method?

Continue!

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