There's a phrase for what happens following his evening surgery.

It's called iatrogenic injuries. That's when the provider causes more harm than they were attempting to heal.

It happens easily when doing internal work with bad visuals, shoddy attention to detail, and misprogrammed nanosurgeons.

They also dose the anesthesia and pain meds incorrectly.

The employee plan is, in fact, shit.

Laying on my belly in front of you
Close enough to smell you

*giggles*

Greetings and welcome ms

Hello bellis

Nice
Reaching out and slapping your tits a few more times

eyes hot staring at you

crossing a line and entering

Sees Doc's dice roll.

Jaw drops.

It’s so nice to see you again

Hello Seven…nice seeing you

invisible ink

back

He'd wake, within two hours pre-op, and send a message home doing the responsible thing of saying where he is and what happened, order some delivery for Sara, send a transmission to his clinic to engage lockdown. Not all that hard to do on painkillers.

Except he did order dog treats for a holographic dalmation while attempting it.

On a scale from 1-10, his surgeon this evening is a  

"Bailey's, in a drinking glass. NOT a shot."

Nods and smiles.

"I love the straps on your chest, love. They really accentuate your boobs."

Nods lots.

wishes we could come to an understanding........

I think mom and I both want to.....

but are afraid to say it openly.....

so we hint and kid around.....

walks into the kitchen to make another attempt....

Mom?

Don’t be quiet either slut, moan out
Draw attention, let them all see what a slut you are

movign awkwardly sitting next to Kitara
looking around and giving up on finding my panties
settling my feet in front of the couch and draping my skirt over my lap demurely

brb

Ms Seven would You care for anything

The AV arrives within the time frame allotted, meaning that his out of pocket fees would still be incurred. That is bonus points for all of the first responders involved which lead him to the Silver wing for treatment.

Already the artificial intelligence which had him logged for a shift later has to switch around resources and timetables to cover for his shift which leads to a few surprised disgruntled noises across the wing.

He's out. Placed in a bed but given just enough attention to keep stable. His appendix and large intestine, along with punctures to his adductors are the biggest ticket items. A list on his chart would show that they would be using synthetic muscle, an appendectomy for a synthetic replacement there as well, and nanosurgeons for the intestinal injuries.