By the end of a week, the techs and nurses, and even the doctors themselves, had to admit that they had found nothing that would, or apparently could, make him sick or relapse, or whatever. He felt great, but no different than he did the day after he regained consciousness following his recovery.
The best he could make out from the gobbledygook that the medical personnel spouted at him was that there was something about him that kept repairing things. Well, what the heck was wrong with that?
But, they cautioned him, what happened when it stopped? Not if, when? Then what would happen? Would all his recovery revert? They just didn't know.
Finally, Flynn got his back up. The ninth day after his stabbing he called a halt.
"Bring me my pants. And the rest of my clothing. I want to leave.
Doctor MacAffee came on the run, but even his most skilled pleadings had no appreciable effect on Flynn's own determination.
"No, I have given you just over a week to try and find something wrong. You can't. If you had your way, I'd stay here forever. You know I would. At least, you'd keep me until you figure out what it was that healed me. But that could take years ... maybe even the rest of my life.
He shook his head emphatically. "Nope. I have a life. I have a business to run. And ..." he added thoughtfully, "I have a young woman or two I'd like to ask out a few times and see what happens. I can't do that in here."
The doctor ordered his clothing to be brought. Flynn dressed, signed a chit for his expenses, and left.
Sitting in the co-pilot's seat of the chopper, Flynn eyed the building thoughtfully as they lifted off the emergency pad on the roof. Then he spoke to his sister, making sure that Dermot's circuit was live so he heard also.
"Maried, take me back to the Inn. There is a wedding in a few days that I am supposed to attend. I need to do some shopping to find a gift for the bride and groom. I'll call you when I am ready to leave. And yes, I'll call or see that someone else does, if there is any problem." Then he grinned.
"Oh, and by the way, you two will be attending as well. Nice couple. Check with the staff for the day and time. We'll all go, and be civil." When he put it like that, there was no argument.
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