She nodded and carefully cut the glove off of his hand, dropping it onto the table and inspecting the mess of flesh and blood. She frowned, picking up the cotton balls after putting on rubber gloves, gently wiping away blood from around the wound then gently sponging away any sand, dirt or blood. "It's a little too messy to sew... But maybe I can speed up the process a bit." She smiled meekly up at him and held a hand over his, a faint green glow appearing over his hand. She seemed to be concentrating, frowning softly as the skin slowly started to heal. After a couple of minutes, she stopped, letting out a breath and moved back to the table and picked up a needle and some thread like string, moving back to Tesla and starting to sew up the back of his hand, and once done with that, she sewed up the palm of his hand, then wrapped it in gauze. "Alrighty..!" She said. "That's about it, if the stitches come out or it you open the wound again, just come back and I'll take care of it." She said. "But I'd like for you to come back and let me do a check up, it did have quite a bit of damage and it fractured a bone in your hand. Just take it easy okay? And try not oh use your hand too much for a couple days." She instructed as she walked him back to the front. "So how are you planning to pay?" She asked. She always did hate this part of the job. If it were up to her, she wouldn't charge people, but the clinic needed money to keep up shop and buy supplies. That and it absolutely terrified her when people got angry.