"I know you're supposed to be a genius and all... but you're kind of an idiot you know that?"
Sakura nodded her head meekly, smiling. "Yes I do."
The doctor who was looking at her, a small woman with a big voice named Seri, shook her head at Sakura's stupidity. "Your nerve endings are seriously deteriorated. What you've been doing has destroyed a lot of your body. If you continue with whatever it is you're doing – and I won't ask because I'm sure it's something much too smart and idiotic for me to understand – you will lose control of this hand, do you understand?"
Sakura nodded. "I understand. I just thought I had it under control."
"Well you were wrong." Seri berated her. "They say you know your own body best, but that's almost always a lie when it comes to you ninja. Every time I see one of you people in my office I know I'm just going to be frustrated with your thick skulled ideas of how to take care of your body."
Sakura choked back a laugh. "Yes ma'am."
Seri sighed and shook her head. "And you guys never listen to me. But I'll tell you anyway; don't do anything more to harm that hand of yours. Whatever you were doing – stop it. And try not to use that hand too much for a little while, say a week or two. You're a medic right, so you can heal yourself I'm sure, and you'll know all the little exercises to do."
Sakura nodded and stood, ready to leave now that she had her diagnosis.
"And don't think that because you can heal yourself you can return to doing whatever it was that destroyed your hand in the first place!" Seri told her, shaking her pen at Sakura. "No matter what you do, it's still the same body, it still has the same weaknesses, and now it always will."
Sakura nodded. "Thank you."
Seri sighed and shook her head. "Fine. Leave. And please listen to my advice."
Sakura smiled. "Don't worry, as a fellow medic I can assure you that I at least will do what you ask."