"If you're worried then its okay, you don't have to do it. I just think he needs a good kick to the butt is all," Sasha added with a smile, "So does your brother. I know you love your brother Shu and I love mine but they really need to learn to relax. Its not always about winning every little thing you do." Victory was important particularly in their line of work when loss meant death often but this wasn't work, it was a game. Both Ricken and Takeshi could do well to learn to relax and enjoy themselves without treating everything so seriously. The crowd around them broke into cheers again and she turned back to the stage to watch the two participants exchange a series of blocks, blows and dodges, really impressive all things considered. Both men were clearly smiling and having fun with their match which was all the more proof that this tournament wasn't meant to be serious. "Have you ever been in a tournament before Shu? Do you know how they work?" Sasha prodded curiously as she pointed towards the standings on a distant wall, "We've got a bit of time until our next match, what do you say about letting our brothers argue and getting a snack? My treat."

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"That is certainly... Good. If the internal hemorrhaging has stopped then you're out of the worst of it, now its just soreness and broken bones that need to mend. And... We'll do our best to sedate her," the doctor added with a meek look at the still fidgeting Yumi, "She shouldn't be moving at all with her concussion and her arm broken, but it seems the dosage we gave her wasn't enough. Easily fixed." Odd given the fact they had administered the regular amount of medication, perhaps Yumi just wasn't as susceptible to their medicine? They were an unusual pair to treat these two and most conventional medicine they had seemed to either be ineffective or pointless. Every medical personnel in the building was clueless as to how Viral was healing as fast as he was, but if he was recovering then just as well, they'd monitor him all the same.

"The others? If you mean the Saiyan boys and Leto then they'll be discharged soon. Compared to you and Ms. Yumi here their injuries were relatively minor. Actually the two of you had some of the worse injuries of the patients we've had here," the doctor spoke before growing silent as his mouth pulled into a frown, "Those that returned alive at least. But back to your point, they will be free to leave soon though I don't know where they'll go exactly with the city in its current state. The hospital may be a better stay." While not all of the city was ruined much of what was still intact was being used as emergency hospitals, places where one could actually go then were extremely limited. And in anticipation of another attack troops were still on high alert and within the city meaning even residents would have a hard time traveling about. 

Yumi's fussing had finally subsided as she was given additional pain medication and the nurse had managed to settle her into her bed at last. Giving Viral's charts one last look over the doctor gave him a smile and walked over to her bed, going through the paces of covering her condition as well. Behind him the sound of the television caught his eye and he turned to see a pair of fighters on screen wrestling, his lips pursing in distaste as he shook his head. They had just gone through a battle and this was what these people were watching? Maniacs, every last one of them. But as doctors it was their job to patch them up along with the soldiers, even if their injuries were of their own doing. "You two should be just fine, we'll be back in about an hour just to follow up on your charts and some blood work," the doctor explained while moving for the door, "If you need anything use the call buttons on your beds and a nurse will be right in. Any questions before we go?"