Emily Harper
I squinted against the whiteness of the doctor's office. rye and I were inside the clinic of Dr. Frankel, the resident doctor of McMillan Global Tower.
Dr. Frankel looked at the scratches on my face and examined my arms. After that, she looked at my vitals and told me what I already knew. My head was pounding and I had a deep cut on the bridge of my nose. It was that cut that was bothering me the most because it was causing me a lot of pain.
"Miss Harper, you seem to be doing well," she said, smiling at me. She peered at me over her glasses. "But your wound needs to be cleaned. Would you mind if I take a look at it?"
"Alright, Doctor," I said, wincing as the movement made my nose hurt. "But I've had my fair share of nosebleeds. I think I can handle this one."
Dr. Franke
