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One thing she liked about diagnosing via a person’s energy was that patients didn’t have to completely undress. She could feel their pain through their clothes, or at least through a couple layers. Coats were still a problem for her, but Eva could practically tell what was wrong when a patient walked into her room.
Heidi preferred to touch them because that allowed her the greatest insight. Today she felt along the edges of her repeat patient’s flannel shirt. He’d fallen again and cracked even more ribs. The others had yet to heal from last time.
“Thomas Howard, no more arguing with me. You have to shift until these ribs heal themselves,” she ordered.
“Last time I shifted, that hairy SOB tore up my chicken coop and ate two of them just because I shifted before I ate dinner. Damn thin
