A list soon appeared on Archer’s desk, listing various medical equipment that Galena needed to set up her clinic.
Heading out toward the town, Archer entered the pharmacy, grabbing a basket and piling medicines, bandages, plasters and any other supplies that were mentioned on Galena’s endless list. Approaching the till, he placed his purchases on the counter, watching as the woman behind the counter rang up each item.
‘Umm, do you have the ability to order supplies?’ Archer asked nervously, avoiding the woman’s gaze as she glanced up at him in confusion.
‘Well yes sir, if you have a script for something that we don’t stock, we can order it in for you’ she replied.
Archer fidgeted, ‘uh, no, I mean, like if I needed an examination table or some . . ‘ he glanced at his list, ‘disposable
