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Lucas couldn't help but just stare at the other man as he blabbered on about Fischers and business trips and broken necks and China. Granted, his face was a lot more worthy of starting at once cleaned up. His concentration broke at the sound of the plastic cup crashing to the floor. He harshly pressed his eyes shut as the sound tore through his fuzzy head. He was still working off the shots he had downed at the bar, bought by grubby patrons who would pat his butt and and practically drool onto the stage.

He figured he should try to shut the guy up (which at this point he couldn't tell if he was a lunatic or an actual multimillionaire heir). He took two quick strides to the patient's bedside, reaching over for the coat rack and plucking a crisp business card from the jacket pocket. Waving the little thing in front of the other man, he frowned.

"Alright, alright. I got it, Mr Fischer. Please try to refrain from overexerting yourself", he smiled slightly.

Curtly, Lucas took out his own dinosaur of a cellphone and began to dial the specified number. Calling was practically the only function on his phone, come to think of it. Wedging the phone between his ear and shoulder, he picked up the glass from the floor, tossing a tissue from the nightstand onto the wet spot and mopping it with his foot. As he listened to the repetitive beep of the dial tone, he looked back to Nathan.

Might as well answer the guy's question while we wait.

"Hemoptysis is just a medical name for coughing up blood. We sent for some tests for you. Best case scenario: pneumonia. Worst case scenario: cystic fibrosis. That's just my expert opinion though", Lucas shrugged. Simultaneously, he finally reached a human voice on the other end of the line.

"Hello? This is Doctor Lucas Odierno, calling from Hackensack University Hospital? Yeah sure, I'll wait"

"You sure this guy is your father? If this is a practical joke I will personally make sure you mysteriously die in the night", he said in his sternest voice, but immediately regretted it when he noticed the blood in Nathan's hands. In his years of internship and residency, he had never seen someone cough up blood so viciously. It was like something wrecked through the other man's body every time he had a little fit. His eyebrows furrowed as he pushed the man back onto the bed. He needs to lie down.

"Hi, yes, I'm calling on behalf of Nathaniel Fischer?"


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After verbally wrestling with the secretary and finally reassuring Christian Fischer that his son was "indeed in one piece and will remain so under our care" and that "yes, his condition is quite serious, he should be admitted for at least two days", Lucas sighed and sat down by the bedside.

"You really weren't kidding, huh?", he said in a small voice, picking for specks of glitter from his face. Sometimes he wasn't sure which job he liked better, dealing with customers at the bar or patients at the hospital.

"I thought you were crazy honestly. Was glad I wasn't your attending physician", he smirked.



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