"Yowling like that, Mister Chekov, is hardly warranted," First Officer Spock could tell that Doctor McCoy was annoyed at the way the young - - - - - was acting, "as it was just a flash burn we all received when there was a flashover from the fire. The cream Doctor McCoy is applying will alleviate the pain and assist in cell regeneration."
He felt both his right and left hands being squeezed and looked from his Captain laying on the bed to his left and the Communications Officer on the bed to his right. He squeezed both the hands back. "Jim, Doctor McCoy has you that your eyes will be fine, that you will only have those pads on them for the thirty-eight hours you will be in here. Lieutenant Uhura, you have a few first degree burns and singed hair and your eyes will be covered for just twenty- two hours.
"Sulu?" Kirk thought of his - - - - as he was the only one not mentioned.
"He is in isolation for now with Officer Jennings. Both with temporary breathing difficulties caused by the inhalation of those gases. McCoy has assured me that they will both make a full recovery."
"What caused?" Kirk stopped as he remembered it had been his idea to open the small window for a moment and had not thought of the fire that was slowly going out and the fact that there were unknown gases outside the room they were in. Only Spock's quick reaction in slamming the window shut almost as soon as Kirk had opened it had stopped the flashover from becoming a major fire.
"We were fortunate Sulu and Officer Jennings returned when they did with the equipment."
"And the medical kit. Carrying it and the equipment has given Officer Jennings some strained muscles."
"There vas not enough medicine. I cannot feel my fingers."
"As I have explained, Chekov, Doctor McCoy has," Spock started.
"Spock, don't bother." McCoy shook his head as the Vulcan looked at him and saw the smile that touched the blue eyes, "As my great, great, grandmother would say you should not waste time trying to teach a pig to sing, it only wastes your time and annoys the pig."
They all laughed, including Chekov.