“Save me, Doctor Pretty Face”
Jack Abbot comes into the PTMC for a gnarly injury and is treated by Dr Samira Mohan.
Aka Mohabbot au where Jack is a senior at the University of Pittsburgh and Samira is a second year resident at the PTMC 😋
I watched The Faculty recently, and young Shawn Hatosy was such a charmer that I had to write this blurb. I thought I’d explore the idea of a younger Jack who attempts to flirt with slightly older Samira who is not impressed at first but gives in eventually because he’s just so silly and adorable hehe
(Also please note there will be several medical inaccuracies because I am clearly no doctor and for good reason)
“We’ve got incoming at Trauma 2!”
Samira Mohan perks up from her desk, hoping this could mean taking a break from her charting.
She sees Perlah rushing in beside a gurney with two paramedics on both sides. She jumps up from her rickety swivel chair, rushing to the room to take the case before anybody else volunteers. Although, it doesn’t seem like Shen or Ellis seem to be too interested in jumping in at the chance.
It’s a Saturday night at Pittsburgh Medical Center and the night shift consists of the lucky few residents and one singular attending. The usual suspects. Or as her fellow resident and close friend Trinity Santos loves to call her, Doctor No-life. She should take offense to that. That girl has no respect for her seniors.
“I say this out of love, Samira. Get off the night shift and go somewhere that isn’t the library or the grocery store. You’re at the bodega so often that the bodega guy gets concerned when you don’t stop by.”
She shrugs off the echo of Trinity’s voice as the gurney rolls in through the doors.
“We have a 23-year-old Jack Abbot with a right knee dislocation following a motorcycle collision. Vitals have been stabilized and IV has been given with fentanyl to offset the pain.” The paramedics brief Samira as she snaps her gloves on.
She turns to face the patient, who has been groaning. “Hi there, I’m doctor Samira Mohan. How are we doing here Mr Abbot?” Jack turns to look at her, eyebrows raised.
“I’m not sure, doctor. I fucked up my knee and was given a shit ton of fentanyl; I’d say I’m feeling just peachy.”
She smiles at him lightly. She takes some vitals from him, shuffling around him quickly. “Mr Abbot, since this is a knee dislocation, we’re going to have to realign the knee right now.” Jack sighs in response. She presses around his knee, fingers pressing into the firm muscles around. Sports player, perhaps?
“Damn doctor, if you were going to feel me up at least take me out to dinner,” Jack slurs.
“Funny. Any pain around here?”
“Alright. Let’s get to it then. Mr Abbot, if you feel any pain or sensations, please alert us right now,” Samira warns him.
“Doctor, no offense but this isn’t my first rodeo. I could’ve even done this myself. But boy, am I glad I got admitted because I would’ve missed out on being treated by Doctor Pretty Face.”
Normally, Samira is used to older patients attempting to smooth talk her. She’s aware she’s good-looking. But somehow, this auburn-haired college student with his stupidly adorable drawl and crooked toothed smile almost throws her off.
“I take it we’re okay to go ahead, then.” She hears Perlah huff out a laugh at the other side of the gurney.
“By all means, save me, doctor pretty face.”
Will maybe continue this, who knows
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