You meet him at the hospital and you're his doctor... (526 words)
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"Doctor L/N, your next patient is ready for you..." My nurse practitioner, Kelly smiled at me as I got my files ready and nodded my head.

"Thanks for the heads up, Kelly!" I sarcastically rolled my eyes before I walked up to the room where my current patient was located and I gently knocked on the door.

"Hello? Can I come in?" I softly whispered as I heard someone say yes and I quietly opened the door and entered the room.

"Hi, I'm Doctor L/N and you must be..." I looked at my file to check the patient's name. "Dmitry Orlov?"

He nodded his head and replied in a thick Russian accent, "that would be me."

I smiled at him as I walked over to the sink and quickly washed my hands.

"And what seems to be the problem today, Mr. Orlov?" I got the stack of files as I quickly checked his vitals and looked at him with a puzzled look on my face.

"I have a headache that's been lingering since last night when I was in Philly..."

"And how did that exactly occur, Mr. Orlov?"

"Let's just say that my head made contact with the boards...But, I've been feeling the repercussions of the hit since today morning..."

I nodded my head as I wrote down everything that he had been telling me and I looked at him. "Dmitry, it sounds like to me that you may have either a concussion or a mild one..."

Dmitry nodded his head and looked at me, "would you like for me to get the test done?"

I smiled and looked at him, "I can advise you to take the test...Would you like to take it today?"

"I think that's a good option for me, especially since the team I play for is asking me about my condition..." Dmitry smiled at me and I quickly opened the door just a crack and asked if I could have a laptop to administer the imPACT test for his possible concussion.

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"Ok, I got the results of the test, Mr. Orlov!" I smiled as I looked down at the piece of paper that I had printed to tell me the diagnosis.

"Ok, what seemed to be the problem, Doctor?" Dmitry looked at me with a worried face as I slowly and carefully read the piece of paper that was in my hands.

"It seems to be that you do have a mild concussion, according to the test, Dmitry." I handed him the results and he read it. "I can write a note for the Caps to tell them about your condition if you want me to."

"That'd be helpful. Thank you, Doctor L/N." Dmitry softly chuckled as he slipped his sunglasses on his face and I handed him the note.

"I hope to see you again soon, Dmitry." I smiled as I opened the door for him and he laughed.

"How does next Monday sound, Doctor?" He jokingly flirted with me as my cheeks heated up a little bit.

"Sounds good to me, Dmitry!"