Sahira rushed out to Darwin where there was already beds queuing up along the walls. Jac walked past and went to this old man who was wearing a trilby hat and a blue pinstripe suit.
"Hello, my name is Miss Naylor and I will be taking care of you today," Jac said with something you could almost call a smile. The old man started coughing; the coughing was followed by tears.
Greg who was walking past whispered, "Aw, you ugly face made him cry!"
"Very funny Mr. Douglas," Hanssen said sarcastically from behind them, he had been also walking past.
"Anyway!" Jac said, and then she turned to the old man, "Can you tell me why you are upset?"
"Those little kids, in the coach. They were nursery kids," The man cried, "Leave me be, deal with them!"
Meanwhile...
"Miss Shah, as Doctor Raza is in surgery and no nurses are around you will have to complete these notes," Hanssen says whilst placing a pile of notes almost as tall as him in front of her on the desk.
"Sure," Sahira agreed, even though she didn't really have much choice.
5 minutes later...
"Sahira as your not doing anything right now you could get me and Jac a coffee," said Greg not noticing the pile of notes in front of her. Sahira sighed as she got up and kind of stomped down the stairs to get the coffee.
In the mean time...
"Does she know?" Jac asked.
"No, she does not and she will not know until I am sure Sahira can handle it," Hanssen told them.
"Okay," Greg said, "We won't tell her."
"Here are your stupid coffees!" Sahira said after coming back from the shop.
"Thanks!" Greg said and walked away. Sahira looked toward Jac, she had turned red and had her nose buried into someone's notes.
"Something's going on Jac, what is it?" Sahira asked.
"A patient, their notes are strange," Jac replied, still not looking at Sahira.
"Let me see."
"No there mine," Jac said in a childish way and ran off.
"Something is definitely wrong," Sahira thought, "I can feel it!"