Natasha winced when Clint lopped back onto the bed, causing her to bounce slightly. She looked at him and shook her head, "Of course I'm right."

She looked at the nurse, who nodded and left the room. Shortly, after Dr. Morrison came in and smiled at the two of them, "Alright Clint. If you could just sit up for me..." once her hand she looked at his eyes before shining a light into them. She tested a few other things and asked him a couple questions before she nodded, "So, you have concussion... 
It isn't too severe as you don't seem to have any kind of memory loss... Feel free to lie back down and I'll get a nurse to bring you some tylenol for the headache and something to help keep your food down."

She walked around to Natasha, "While I'm here..." She shone the same light into Natasha's eyes before she grabbed a needle, "We didn't want to take any blood for tests before due to your serve blood loss but... I'm going to steal some right now and see if I can run some tests to ensure that nothing else is wrong," She stuck the needle in Natasha's arm and the red head looked away. She hated needles. She waited until the nurse taped her arm up before she looked back and cringed. Once she had left the room, Natasha looked at Clint, "Now, was that so hard?"