Nightshift with Dr. Sal
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âWhat? No!â Will looked shocked. âCan someone legit survive an ax wound to the head? Thatâs insane. No. I am just here because I fell and hit my head and they said I had to have a consult with you before they would let me go home.â
When Sal finally looked up, he was not looking at the burly 45 year old african american man he was supposed to be speaking to. The guy wasnât even close, he was some scrawny little ginger boy. Not that Sal wasnât going to do his job anyway, he laughed, handing the chart to a passing nurse and winking at her as he spoke âMy apologies, I guess someone brought me the wrong chart.â he picked up the clipboard hanging from the bed. âAlright Mr. Capulet, Iâm Dr. Verducci, please follow the light with your eyes.â Sal flicked on the small flashlight in the pocket of his white coat, âHow did you fall exactly?â








