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Chapter 3
I needed to find out who did it quick, even though I had nothing else to do. Now I was Dr. Holmes, the Doctor when on shift, and a Detective when not. Wow that should be my next movie. And then I could have "Dr. Holmes meets Dr. Acula! Damn, I am a genius! I must tell Turk! "Oh Brown Bear!" I called out looking for my African-American friend.
Meanwhile, Dr. Cox was having trouble taking care of mine and his patients, even though he was not going to say it. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his mind. It was probably was something like "JD is the greatest Doctor I know, or I want to give JD a big bear hug." You know, the normal stuff.
"Hey Doctor Cox," I asked walking up to him, still in my hospital gown.
"Oh God Midge! That dress so does not, and I mean DOES NOT match with your eye color." he said with the tone that he always uses on me.
"I think it does." I was able to mumble out, before realizing what I was saying.
" What did you say Debra?" he asked insulting my manhood again.
"Well... well at least my name doesn't have Cox in it." I said running toward the elevator. Then I remember I was in a dress and I tripped because I took to big of a step.
Damn
The next thing I remember was Dr. Cox looking at me like an angry man. Mostly because he was an angry man. This was not going to end well for me.
"I'm sorry Dr. Cox." I said frowning, but still on the ground.
"Go home, and relax." he told me and walked away.
On my ride home I remember that I forgot my clothes, and I could feel the slight breeze on my ride home. It was very uncomfortable. When I got home I put on a onezi and relaxed in my bed that had space ship sheets until I remembered about reading something in a medical magazine. It was about some rare illness that has symptoms that were related to Mr. Summers. It was called NOTI: Nujia Otermotor Tritus Illness. I hurried out my door and headed for the hospital. This was between a man's life.
