“It’s like I don’t even have it. It’s weird.”Dr. Clayton checked the readout. “You seem to have taken to the medication well,” he said. “In fact you’ve responded more than well. The treatment has been kind of miraculous. Blood pressure’s higher than normal, though, but in all fairness that’s probably to be expected.”“Oh, really? Does it do that?” Jessica asked him.Clayton smiled. “No. Not the medication. I meant the stress you’ve been under.”“Right.”He put his hands in the pockets of his white lab coat and regarded her as a wizened adult looks at a child. “When was the last time you put your feet up and just relaxed?”“Doc, really, I don’t need –”He held up a hand. “Save it. I’m ordering you take a few hours off. ASAP. As your ship’s surgeon, you do know I can have you removed from command for being medically unfit, don’t you?”“Are you implying you’d start an insurrection?” King asked him. “Have me thrown in the brig?”“Sure will if you don’t do as you’re told, for chrissakes!”
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