[H2]Hana Yun[/H2]

Some time that evening, Nazca would receive yet another visitor, though one prefaced by a visit from the nurse.  "Miss Whitehall," the nurse began, "as you might expect, several Polymaths on Bermuda have an interest in medicine, and one has heard of your case and wishes to volunteer her assistance.  Shall I show her in?"  The nurse waited for an affirmative before leaving to admit a young lady of oriental descent into the room.  

Hana had arrived with a small black bag similar to those carried by traveling doctors, and a small bouquet of flowers: Hypoxis, Yarrow, Sage, and other flowers symbolizing health and wellness.  She set her bag down, and first set about putting the flowers into a more permanent home in an available vase.  "Good evening, miss Whitehall," she began.  "I apologize about the unannounced visit, I only recently heard about your situation and was in a bit of a hurry to prepare my things."  Compared to most of the visitors for the day, this oriental lady's tone and behavior were at least an attempt at professionalism similar to those of a doctor or other medical staff.  

"I'm Hana," she introduced herself, after the apology.  "I'm sure you've had a long day, so I'll try to be brief.  I specialize in medicine, and one of my preparations should help."  She picked up her bag, rummaged around it, and fished out a carefully-sealed vial of liquid with a label printed in her native characters.  "This medicine will accelerate the healing process considerably, and should serve to speed your recovery.  It promotes the body's natural healing and ah-" she caught herself, "you probably don't care about all the details.  Needless to say, it's safe on both Egoists and people or more ordinary constitution."  She placed the vial on the bedside table, in easy reach for Nazca.  

"I had to ask your doctors a few things to make sure I prepared the correct dosage.  Take one vial a day.  You may need more rest or be hungrier than usual as side effects."  It probably didn't need to be said to just do what one needs to to remedy those particular needs.  Hana set out several more vials next to the first one.  

"As a volunteer, I can't do more than look in on you from time to time, so please call me if you think anything is amiss as a result of my treatment.  Ask for Hana Yun."  

She bowed politely in the oriental fashion.  "Before I leave, if you have any questions, I'll be happy to answer them."  The way she spoke about her work, it was clear enough this wasn't some experimental treatment, although doubtless anyone volunteering their expertise at a hospital is looking for more clinical data.  Past furthering her own research, however, Hana didn't appear to have any particular motives beyond the altruistic.  At the very least, she had no intent to stay long, or engage in small talk.  Her visit was a professional one, not a social call.