He glared down at her for a moment, sucking his teeth before he picked her up, careful of her leg. “We’ll talk more about this later, let’s get you to the doc.” He said stiffly, making his way down the hall to the bedroom he left the doctor waiting in.
“Ah! Is this the patient?” It was an older man, balding and pudgy, thick round glasses siting high on his nose.
“Yes, my wife, Yuko.” Sanemi nodded, setting Yuko down carefully on the bed. For the doctor to examine.