<strong>JACKSON ROGERS M.D.</strong><br/><br/><strong>"It's cool you care so much for your patient, Cliff, but don't use no medical Latin in front of the patients,"</strong>Jackson chuckled softly in reply to Cliff's understandable remark.<strong>"I mean, I'm holding it back myself. I'm just glad some fine ass nurses just walked in to take my mind off what I saw that catheter coming out of,"</strong>he added in a whisper, turning his head towards the door to flash a grin at them.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, The Fat Man praised Dr. Montero's decisions.<strong>"That's right, we make sure the tube can come out and we can TURF Miss June to Psych! I like it, you're learning fast. She's an abuse victim, so we're going to call a social worker for her. Or rather, Psych will. We can't send her home to be beaten up again, got that?"</strong>He wrote 'REMOVE DRAIN' on the cover of the patient's chart, moved along to the next patient and smiled coolly at the terns. Who'd figure out first what was wrong with Jane Doe?<br/><br/>Jackson took the chart from the foot of the bed and paged through it, looking at the mysterious busty patient.<strong>"From what it says in here, it sounds like Jane here had an OD and might have banged her head. But there's gotta have been something else wrong with her, with the unexplained bleeding and all. And I dunno, the personality disorder, maybe she just drank from the same cup as Miss June over there?"</strong>He shrugged and looked around at his fellow terns to see if anyone had a better idea.<br/>