Author's note: Part 40/??
Sean, Black and Gram started packing their belongings and destroying evidence of their presence. White let them be and walked towards Yok with a plushie in his hands. The injured man smiled at him, not commenting on the toy. White dragged the medical bag with him.
"Can you lie down, P'Yok?" He asked.
"Sure, my cute doctor." Yok winked at him before obeing his command. White blushed lightly. He still didn't get used to compliments and flirting of this kind. He shook his head, putting Tao-Tao on the foot of the bed, and shuffled closer to Yok. Putting on the glows, White carefully removed the bandage. The skin around the injury was slightly pinkish, but it was expected due to irritation from Yok's movements. The stitches looked good too. White tenderly touched the wounded area with the tips of his fingers. Humming approvingly, he reached out for the gauze and disinfection.
"The injury looks good. There's no sign of infection. The stitches are holding up well. The skin around the wound is pinkish, but it's normal." White spoke up, informing his patient.
"That's good to hear." Yok grinned.
"I am going to clean the wound. It will sting a bit." White warned him before gently taping the skin with the cotton. Yok hissed but didn't move. White took it as a good sign.
"How much it hurts when you move?" He asked.
"It's better than before. Annoying still, though." Yok answered.
"That's good. The shot wasn't that deep. The muscles need to heel property. It will take a little bit more time." White said as he placed the gauze on the injury and bandaged it. He helped Yok to sit up properly and bend down for the stethoscope.
"Inhale, exhale," White commanded, listening to Yoks breathing as he shuffled the tool around his chest and back.
"Good," He commented, returning the stethoscope to the beg and exchanging it with a small fleshlight. White checked the pupillary reflex, smiling when everything was alright.
"You are good to go, P'Yok. We need to be careful while moving because of the stitches." White announced.
"Nice, I was getting annoyed for lying in the bed." Yok laughed, patting White on the head.
"You are a good doctor, White." Sean appeared behind him with a huge smile plastered across his face.
"Thank you." White's cheeks reddened once again.
"Do you need help with anything?" Sean asked, eyeing the medical bag.
"It's okay. I can do it. Help P'Yok to put on a shirt, please." White bit his lower lip, avoiding Sean's disappointed look.
"You should help me instead of our adorable doctor before Black commits another crime." Yok agreed, holding a laugh as he pointed at scowling Black, who was standing not far from them with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
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OffGun June Collection of Drabbles 2023
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