From the far corner, Curtis kept a watchful eye, trying not to let his own anxiousness show. After over two weeks trapped in this place, he'd been reminded why people hated hospitals. Why he'd hated hospitals, a lifetime ago.
"Last one," the technician chirped, changing out the film and then ducking behind the shield as the machine clicked and hummed.
"Alright," she said, moving to help Grey to his feet. "You can go back to the room. We'll have the doctor look at these."
Yanking off the lead apron, Curtis tossed it aside and retrieved Grey's coat.
Nodding for Grey to follow, he made his way back to the little room they'd been in, tugging the curtain shut around them. For now, they were alone, surrounded by the sound of nurses and patients bustled around, the curtains fluttered as they hurried past.
"This is gonna take a while," he explained. Doctors always did.
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"Last one," the technician chirped, changing out the film and then ducking behind the shield as the machine clicked and hummed.
"Alright," she said, moving to help Grey to his feet. "You can go back to the room. We'll have the doctor look at these."
Yanking off the lead apron, Curtis tossed it aside and retrieved Grey's coat.
Nodding for Grey to follow, he made his way back to the little room they'd been in, tugging the curtain shut around them. For now, they were alone, surrounded by the sound of nurses and patients bustled around, the curtains fluttered as they hurried past.
"This is gonna take a while," he explained. Doctors always did.