"Because the stranger wants to help, perhaps?" Yumi offered, interjecting, "He's a doctor, and he'll want to help you just on principle, since that's what they do. Plus if he's a friend of Vegeta's parents, combined with the fact he helped make you don't you think he's at least a little vested in your well being?" She couldn't speak for the man, but she liked to think Viral was seen as a child of his. Or at the very least something worth preserving. She was curious as to why the doctor had vanished up until this point though. If what she was saying was true then surely he'd have come to check in on their friend now and again. Peering out the window she watched as the hospital came into view, wondering just where inside Ikura was. Hopefully he wasn't with a patient at the moment, it wouldn't be very nice to take him for Viral's sake. The building didn't seem particularly busy despite its reputation, so hopefully they could find a room to wait in if need be. Shifting around as the vehicle came to a halt she waited patiently for the driver to open up the door, unable to suppress a smile as she climbed out of the vehicle. Yumi could really get used to this sort of treatment, though she could also see why Vegeta was annoyed by it. Sure it was nice now but all this hand-holding would get on anyone's nerves. 

Vegeta was plenty prepared to drag Viral inside if need be. Much as he didn't want to force the treatment upon the Beastman he did need it, there was no debating that. The Saiyan was doing his best to remain patient, not laying so much as a finger on Viral as he motioned for the man to follow them inside. The man really didn't seem thrilled about going in, and he could sympathize to an extent. No one wanted to have their problems and fears exposed and held out to them, which presumably was exactly what Doctor Ikura was going to do. "The people in this city aren't new to you Viral, they've seen you before. And at any rate it's not as if you've ever done anything seriously harmful to them, so what reason would they have to be upset upon seeing you?" He treated it as though his being out in public was a problem, Vegeta begged to differ. "Not afraid? Good, then we can get going inside." Taking the side entrance meant circumventing the front desk, which made arranging an appointment a little tricky. A thought occurred to him then, and the CEO turned around to look at his driver. "Actually, Garlond? If you would, please go in and arrange an appointment. Tell them it's for myself, and that I've specifically requested Doctor Ikura. We'll be on the second floor, space providing." Nodding as his employee went off Vegeta smiled, leading the way to the side entrance.

There wouldn't be any real negative reactions to Viral, but there was ample curiosity. A few of the hospital employees were gathered on the side of the building taking a break when the trio approached, none of whom were quite sure what to make of the Beastman. They looked at him not so much with uncertainty or fright as they did curiosity, unfamiliar with the man. They recognized Vegeta however, and to a lesser extent Yumi even. The girl looked a little different than before but she was often seen around with the young man, it was a pretty common rumor that the two were involved. A few female nurses scrutinized her with accusing glares but kept quiet, not wanting to say anything off color with the bachelor around. Vegeta had picked up on their stares and once they were inside he exhaled, smacking his own forehead. "Seriously... I'm going to sell the company so people stop staring at me..." he grumbled, shaking his head. "Alright... Second floor stairs should be right around here..."