Heals fast

“Because they tore her up bad, sir. Never seen it that bad before, and I didn’t grow up in the best neighborhood. Broken bones, lacerations, bullet and stab wounds, two mashed-up eyes, burns, and those weird incisions on her back. I don’t even want to know what else they did to her.”
The doctor cleared his throat and said, “The report yielded little. They tried to get her to sign the consent form and she stabbed the nurse through the hand with a pen. However, we do think she was—”
“That’s enough, Dr. Mellon,” Blackmun said. “Yes, I read the report. They tortured her and she lost more than half her blood, although what concerns me is that a good deal of the blood on her hands and body belonged to other people. Her predilection for violence is a problem. She woke from her surgery and choked a surgeon. But beyond the violence, there are other questions.”
“Yes,” Mellon said. “Like how she’s back on her feet so quickly. She’s already got a red-cell count that’s off the charts.” The more he went on, the faster he talked. “Most of her wounds have mended. Her bones have mended. Her metabolism is unreal—I don’t mean high, I mean impossible—because she hasn’t eaten or lost any weight. My colleagues want to test her DNA, because we’re not even certain she’s genetically—”


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