The Doctor walked out after taking a bath, really he just felt terrible, his head was spinning. Surely he had a flu. He hoped that it was nothing worse, but yet pushing it aside like he did,he hadn't checked. All he knew was his stomach was churning. He hoped he could keep his stomach in control long enough. Grumbling when he saw her looking rather miserable. He flicked the TARDIS onto auto poliot.
"Med bay now. No arguing." He snapped at her, He was worried and was coughing badly. He passed her water and rubbed her back hoping to ease her coughing, he had seen her cough up blood.
"Ohhh my head." he cried as he was feeling rather miserable.