“Yes Mr. Harrison but please try to be patient. They’re just interns, already rather nervous and we don’t need you scaring them even more by throwing things at them.” The elderly man grumbled a vague response at the pleasantly smiling blond in front of him. Her smile widened. “Thank you for your co-operation, Mr. Harrison. I’ll be back in a few hours to administer your daily dose of memory potion.” The woman swiftly exited the mans room, being careful to avoid banging the door. He was easily spooked and had once managed to hide in a side closet for four hours, causing a floor wide panic. Jennifers’ main floor was the third but she knew Mr. Harrisons wife and had been specially requested as the Healer to care for him. Admittedly, she only dropped in once or twice a day but the familiar face helped to keep the man calm.
The medi-witch strode down the hall, smiling at her co-workers and passing patients. She kept up a permanently cheerful and passive demeanour at work. She scurried down the stairs until she managed to reach the third floor. She had been forced to visit Mr. Harrison first instead of her own patients, due to his awkward habit of threatening the interns who were not prepared to deal with the senile old man. Still smiling, she opened the door to the main ward, where she had one more family to lecture. Although she knew she shouldn‘t, she really looked forward to these scolding’s. They gave her a small and warm fuzzy feeling in her gut.
“Why, good morning! I trust you are feeling better?” The three still nauseous people groaned simultaneously. Jennifers lips curled into an exaggeratedly delighted smile. “Now then, I think you know most of what I’m going to say but I believe you need to hear it again. It helps to reinforce the lesson. Now, I’m no longer naïve enough to tell patients to stop attempting drugs but next time please research what you are taking before you use it. Venomous Tentacula seeds are highly dangerous and, had you not gotten here in time you could have died. Now, you’re getting released in two hours and I don’t want to see you back here for this sort of thing again. Have a nice day.”
As Jenny left the ward she bumped into someone. “Oh, I’m sorry. Are you okay?” The blond gave her accidental collision partner a reassuring smile, one of many smiles in her healer repertoire. Not a single feature on her face would give away the fact that she was in a mental panic. After all, the newest intern was an auror, her sister hadn't spoken to her in two weeks and there was a criminal living in her house. She still wasn't entirely sure how that had happened but she thought it had something to do with her own stubborn streak.