<del>PATIENT ROOM 245<br/><br/>Nora Delacroix, this radiating, reddish haired woman in her early 50s, though she was resting comfortably on her bed even before, now adjusted herself a bit using her arms. The only two limbs that remained for her after the rich woman's private plane crashed more than two years ago, cutting her life literally into two. <br/>She was that fighter type. She survived their marriage - and won huge amount of money at the divorce. She survived the accident and she survived the most radical surgical procedure ever which made her live without the lower parts of her body from the waist down. A terrible loss. Especially for a vivid and passionate one...<br/><br/>For the great annual checkups she chose this hospital this year. And she was ready to tell Doctor Baudelaire why, only she had to make sure he really has the ability to remain intimate and discrete at the same time.<br/>"Klaus.. That's a nice name. May I call you Klaus?" - she smiled back at the younger man, definitely younger than her and reached out a hand towards him, hazel eyes inviting the physician closer.<br/>Covers hid the true extension of her once severe injury, but even like this she was a weird sight, like half of her body was under the bed. But it wasn't...</del><br/>