White, James – Sector General 05 – Sector General

sufficiently worried by the current state of its patients to seek a quick,

other-species opinion.

With the Cinrusskin tape and his intense concern for Prilicla confusing his

clinical view, Conway could do little more than make encouraging noises while

Gilvesh discussed a painful intestinal tract, a visually dramatic and

undoubtedly uncom­fortable fungoid infection involving all eight of the

spatulate limbs, and sundry other conditions to which Illensans were heir.

While the patients were seriously ill, their conditions were not critical, and

the increased dosages of painkilling medication which Gilvesh was administering

against its better judgment .seemed to be having the desired effect, albeit

slowly. Conway excused himself from the frantically busy wards as soon as he

could and headed towards the much quieter MSVK and LSVO levels.

He had to pass through Level 163 again on the way, and stopped to cneck on the

condition of the EGCL. Murchison yawned in his face and said that the operation

was going well and that Prilicla was satisfied with the patient’s emotional

ra­diation. He did not call on Prilicla.

But he found that the low-gravity levels were having one of those days, too, and

he was immediately trapped into further consulations. He could not very well

avoid them because he was Conway, the Earth-human Senior Physician, known

throughout the hospital for his sometimes unorthodox but effective methods and

ideas on diagnosis and treatment. Here, at least, he was able to give “some

useful if orthodox advice because his Cinrusskin mind-partner was closer

temperamentally and physically to the Nallajim LSVOs and the MSVKs of Euril who

were fragile, birdlike, and extremely timid where the larger life-forms were

concerned. But he could find no solution, orthodox or otherwise, to the problem

he most des-perately wanted to solve.

Prilicla’s.

He thought about going to his quarters where he would have peace and quiet in

which to think, but they were more than an hour’s journey away at the other end

of the hospital and he wanted to be close by in case there was a sudden

deterioration in Prilicla’s already close to critical condition. So instead he

continued listening to Nallajim patients describing their symp­toms and feeling

a strange sadness because the Cinrusskin part of his mind knew that they were

suffering, feeling, and emoting on many levels but his Earth-human mental

equipment was incapable of receiving their emotional radiation. It was as if a

sheet of glass lay between them, through which only sight and sound could pass.

But something more was getting through, surely? He h’ad felt some of the aches

and pains of the Illensan patients as he was feeling, to a certain extent, those

of the Eurils and Nal-lajims around him. Or was that simply the GLNO tape

fooling him into believing that he was an empath?

A sheet of glass, he thought suddenly, and a idea began to stir at the back of

his mind. He tried to bring it out into the light, to give it form. Glass.

Something about glass, or the properties of glass?

“Excuse me, Kytili,” he said to the Nallijim medic who was worrying aloud about

an atypical case of what should have been an easily treated and nonpainful

condition. “I have to see O’Mara urgently.”

It was Carrington who erased the GLNO tape because the Chief Psychologist had

been called to some trouble in the chlor­ine-breathing level lately vacated by

Gonway. As O’Mara’s senior assistant, Carrington was a highly qualified

psychologist. He studied Conway’s expression for a moment and asked if he could

be of assistance.

Conway shook his head and forced a smile. “I wanted to ask the Major something.

He would probably have said no, anyway. May I use the communicator?”

A few seconds later the face of Captain Fletcher flicked onto the screen and he

said briskly, “Rhabwar, Control Deck.”

“Captain,” Conway said, “I want to ask a favor. If you agree to do it then it

must be clearly understood that you will not be held responsible for any

repercussions since it will be

a medical matter entirely and you will be acting under my orders.

“There is a way that I may be able to help Prilicla,” he went on, and described

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