The Girl in the gilded cage (A Tom Hiddleston story)

What did the doctor find ?

*Malina*
"You know I am not dead right ? I am capable of walking". Tom complaints when I buckles him onto the gurney and have two strong workes carrying him to his trailer. I am not taking any chances if he has cut the main artery.
"Please shut up Tom. Why did you have to piss him of like that ? Ioan has a bad temper. He could have killed you for Gods sake. Do you know how scared I was ?" I tell him, feeling like crying.
He bite his lips, grasping my hand. "Not to sound like a jerk. But maybe now you understand just a bit how I feel every time you are up on that high line".
I close my eyes shortly and nod. Okay I kind of get him now, I have never feared for someone I loved like that and it was horrible watching his life being put on the line, not able to do anything to stop it.
I allow Tom to get of the gurney outside the trailer. Thanking the men. I support him inside. Laying out some thick towels on the bed. He has taken of his jacket. I get him to lay down. "The doctor is on his way, he should be here any minute to check you". Luckily the circus has its own very competent doctor.
"Thank you". Tom says, sending me a small smile.
"We should get those pants of". I say blushing. "You know to make it easier on the doctor".
He reach down and unbutton his pants, but it's very clear that it is very painful when he tries pushing them of. I gently remove his hands. "Let me do it".
I get a good hold of his pants and he lifts himself a little, allowing me to pull them off. I try to avert my eyes, but the painfilled gasp he lets out makes me look. "Are you okay Tom ?"
"Honestly no. It is really starting to hurt now". He says. The pain evident in his eyes. Oh do I have a bone to pick with Ioan when I get my hands on him.
I can't help looking at his legs. They really are almost abnormally long and they look strong and very masculine. I still can't see the wound for real, as he is wearing thight black boxers. But the blood is running down his leg and there is quite a lot.
"Well this isn't exactly how I imagined it would be". Tom says with a sigh.
"How what would be ? Getting yourself stabbed for being sassy ?" I ask.
"No". He says chuckling lightly, then groaning in pain from the movement. "No I meant having you undress me. Kind of though the reason would be quite different".
"Tom !" I say. Getting beet read in my face. I try looking at his wound. But it is very close to.. well his male parts. Luckily for me the doctor shows up right then. He is a kind man around Tom's age called Leon.

*Tom*
"I hear you got yourself stabbed. How did that happen ?" The doctor looks at me as he puts on his gloves. Then he finds a small scissor from his bag.
"More like Ioan used him as a practice dummy". Malina says and the doctor nods. He lift up in my boxers and cut open the leg. I hurriedly use a hand to keep them as much in place as possible. Resting my hand on my crotch. The doctor chuckles. "You do know I am a doctor, you have nothing I haven't seen before".
"Yeah you might have seen everything, but..". I say, glancing up at Malina and the doctor catch on at once. He smiles. "Oh. I see".
"Well, he haven't hit the main arterie. I am going to clean out the wound, but I better give you something for the pain and a light sedative first". I nod and he turns to Malina. "Sweetie, maybe you should leave us to do this alone".
"But I don't want to leave him". She grabs my hand and the doctor chuckles. "You are welcome to stay, but I will have to remove the rest of his clothes, soo".
She gives me a quick kiss and gets up. "Okay doc, I get what you are saying. I'll be back to check on you Tom". I smile at her and then she leaves.
"You can scream now". The doctor says and I look at him in confusion. He chuckles again. "That wound hurts like hell and you haven't made a sound. No need to hold it in now Malina has left".
He is right, it does hurt like hell and I whimper when he removes my boxers, then he gives me 3 shots, one for pain, one sedative and one against infections. He gives them a couple of minutes before washing the wound. It still feels like he is using acid and sandpaper and I can't hold a groan in. "Yeah sorry this hurts".
"You got something lodged in the wound, I need to get it out and I won't lie, that will hurt much worse, but at least the wound is more shallow than expected. By the way who removed the knife ?" The doctor says getting a pair of tweezers.
I take a deep breath, it doesn't really feel like the medicine is helping. "I pulled it out before the wheel stopped. There was a lot of kids in the audience and I didn't wanted them scared. Do what you need to do doc".
"You shouldn't have. Always let a doctor remove the knife. But respect for having the guts to do it. Now, try not to scream to loud, we don't want the neighbours scared". He says.
I am just about to tell him that I am not going to scream. Then he jams those tweezers into the wound, pulling at something. Fuck the pain is excruciating and I might just scream like a little girl.
"Done. See that wasn't so bad". The doctor says and I migh send him a pretty nasty glare. He look at the thing he pulled from my wound. "What the .. it is a piece from a ten dollar bill".