It was a whole laundry list of things, and if there was something Wilson was used to, it was people complaining about pain. His instinct was to think about what sort of cancer that might have been indicative of, but he knew that this had nothing to do with that. It was still second nature, even if he'd been away from his actual job for months now.
"Sounds like the flu," he said after a pause. "The fever and nausea, especially. Honestly, you should probably be in bed." Chances were that Allelujah was contagious, after all, and the nurses here should have known that it was better to quarantine the particularly sick patients.
But he wasn't supposed to be giving medical advice to the staff here.
"I can give you something to ease up on the symptoms, but drinking lots of fluid and getting rest is most important right now." He could recite all of that almost without thinking about it, and in a way it was nice to be back in his comfort area.
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"Sounds like the flu," he said after a pause. "The fever and nausea, especially. Honestly, you should probably be in bed." Chances were that Allelujah was contagious, after all, and the nurses here should have known that it was better to quarantine the particularly sick patients.
But he wasn't supposed to be giving medical advice to the staff here.
"I can give you something to ease up on the symptoms, but drinking lots of fluid and getting rest is most important right now." He could recite all of that almost without thinking about it, and in a way it was nice to be back in his comfort area.