The hospital does not really have such a system and Dr Harrison hates having to talk to management about anything ever. 

"- Here, just take my credit card." And he'll scribble down his PIN for her on a sticky note. "Limit's ten thousand. You've got four hours." 

(Dr Harrison is not a resident and is not broke and they're going to make medical history if they save this guy – and it'll unavoidably be all over the news by the end of the week, probably, so if his wife does get pissy about a mystery jewelers purchase on the credit history, he'll have written documentation of why.) 

(Marian had just been considering whether she could afford to contribute toward emergency diamond dust purchases but she's relieved not to have to make that decision, she doesn't have the slightest idea how much it could end up costing.) 

Neither does Catherine, so she's glad the hot potato won't be on her credit card if management pitches a fit! Does Marian have time to help Samora read about synthetic diamonds online while she makes a bunch of phone calls, she said it was really important.

Samora actually prepared a Comprehend Languages this morning, so she can read English for a little over an hour! Is this a good time for her to spend an hour uninterrupted with the computer? It really is important, not for this patient but for a lot of people back home. Also she doesn't know how to make it show her the information about synthetic diamonds in particular.

(Also, she continues to be very impressed with these people and how much of their resources they're willing to dedicate to healing strangers. They're so rich and so Good.)

(The pharmacy is going to have a precision scale, they can send someone off to determine the weight of the coins.) 

Uhhhh Marian is currently tabbing back and forth semi constantly between the stupid ECMO documentation flowsheets and the vital signs sheet and the pdf protocol and a random png file she found on Google that has some of what she wants to refer to in a less twelve-pages-long format, alternating with nearly jumping out of her skin because the fucking machine made a sound and she doesn't know any of the alarm tones yet, and if she has to do any more things she might cry— oh, if Samora can read Wikipedia herself then Marian can probably manage to help her with page navigation, she has thirty second blocks of not frantically doing anything. 

It's obviously important but Shavri does have other concerns. 

:He's still losing life-force, and - I think kind of almost...developing new injuries? The channel reset it but the underlying problem is still there - I can fight it in his brain but not everywhere, there's something badly wrong with the blood vessels everywhere in his body and with the lining of his gut. He's going to need a channel or a Cure or something every...four candlemarks, maybe? If we're not certain that the Restoration will fix more of it and we don't know how long it'll take to get the materials, then - I do want to track how many more of those we have if you use the Comprehend Languages and can't turn it into a Cure.: 

"I have three more channels and, not counting the slot for the Restoration or the lesser restorations I'm going to use when he's more stable but counting the Comprehend Languages, seven more cures. The information about diamonds will still be there tomorrow, I assume, so if this is a bigger emergency than we expect to happen on a typical day I can wait." It's now pretty clear that she should not stay here indefinitely even if it turns out to be legal, but she should probably make a serious effort to recruit and train at least one more priest of Iomedae before she leaves, but nobody here has the mental slack to deal with that right now.

...Shavri thinks that six should be enough to get them through until tomorrow morning. She is kind of too tunnel-visioned on Leareth to be thinking about the bigger strategic picture, but if Samora thinks it's important to go read things about diamonds in this world, then Shavri won't argue with her about it. 

Great here's a computer outside the neighboring room that nobody is using. Marian will google "synthetic diamonds" and open the Wikipedia page. 

Dr Chadra has twelve tabs open to Pubmed and a bad feeling. 

"Uh. Dr Harrison? I...have a theory about what's wrong with this guy." 

Within five seconds about eight different people are crowded around his computer-on-wheels trying to see the screen. 

Dr Harrison doesn't bother getting up. He spins in the spot on his office chair. "What is it?" 

"Sooooooo. Bone marrow damage with pancytopenia, right, I was thinking - and with the others presenting with nausea and vomiting - and all the diffuse organ damage with no visible external trauma - to me that really smells like acute radiation syndrome. Except the onset is way too fast, right, and I wasn't sure what to make of the cerebral edema, or all the cardiac shit he has going on. ...But, uh, I looked it up and. This all seems like more or less exactly what we'd expect to be seeing with a high-dose exposure? Like, really high, the cardiovascular and central nervous system syndrome show up at 5000 rads and - I think he would've had to have taken a lot more than that for it to just about kill him in thirty minutes, the CDC article here says it's lethal 'within three days'. ...But I think it fits everything we're seeing? I mean. Apart from a god doing it. I don't know what to make of that."

Shavri is of course reading Dr Chadra's mind, because that's the only way she can follow a fraction of what's going on. She's only partially grasping what in the world he means by ""radiation"", it's...light?? but not just light??? Light and - violent explosions of very very small things - what - 

:Vkandis is a sun god, if that's relevant: she sends. 

Is that relevant??? Maybe!

"So. Uh. I think we had better find out right away if this guy is...uh. Super radioactive right now." 

"Well shit," Dr Harrison says mildly. "...We'll need to move him, he needs to be in positive pressure iso. Everyone who doesn't absolutely need to be near him right now, move and go change. I doubt he's radioactive, for what it's worth – attack from a hundred miles away, went straight through stone, sun god – that's some kind of gamma death ray, not a nuclear bomb with fallout. And no one's showing any symptoms. But we'd better check. Clarice, get on the phone and deal with it, there's got to be a Geiger counter somewhere in this place." 

Yeah that's reasonable and Clarice is on it!

"Hey you, magic healer! Are any of us taking damage? You'll want to look for a much milder version of the thing wrong with us. ...Check yourself, if that's fastest, you've been in the closest proximity to him for the longest." 

It takes Shavri a moment to realize she's being addressed. :Hm? ...Oh, right. No, I'm fine, I'd have noticed a problem. It's not - contagious.: 

Dr Harrison rolls his eyes slightly at Dr Chadra. "See? We're fine." 

Nothing about the situation is fine!!!!

"...I think our guy might be pretty fucked," Dr Chadra says, shakily. "Case study of a guy who took 66 Gy and he died in less than two days, but the initial presentation wasn't even close to this bad, this guy took a bigger dose for sure. ...LD100 is, like, 10 Gy. I think we're fucked." 

"- Nah, we've got literal magic. We're gonna save this guy and win a Nobel Prize in medicine and be legends." Dr Harrison leans back in his chair and stretches. "- It's going to be rough for sure, though. Marian! Find out if our lovely cleric knows that radiation is a thing? Maybe they've even got a spell for it." 

Okay right. Three minutes until she has to put more numbers in flowsheets and she's got a phone alarm for it. She can explain the concept of radiation in less than three minutes. Or faster, if the language has a word for it which would be a solid hint that they know it exists - does it? 

Marian's Celestial vocabulary helpfully provides a word for radiation, but Samora doesn't recall ever hearing it. "Is it like a poison, where it's still in him and needs to be gotten out, or is it like a burn or electrical damage where the source is already gone?"

"It - depends - it can be either? It's like...a kind of light you can't see, like the part of sunlight that gives you a sunburn but even more than that, it goes through your body - it's how we take the pictures inside people's bodies, actually, though that's a very small controlled amount - and if it's too much then it kind of...burns all of your cells on the inside? It damages the tiny parts that cells need to work and make the right proteins," huh Celestial has a word for 'proteins', neat!, "and to make copies of themselves so your body can heal and maintain itself. And there are kinds of - rock, or metal - that keep releasing the light all the time, and someone's body can be contaminated by that - we're going to check, we can detect the light - but Dr Harrison thinks it isn't based on the description of the attack."

Marian really hopes he's right! She does not want to get cancer! 

"...Anyway, the difference there is really mostly whether we're in danger and need to protect ourselves from it - it still kills people by burning inside cells, whether he's contaminated with it or was just exposed to the source at the time slightly changes the treatment but getting it out of him wouldn't get rid of the damage it already did, and apparently a Cure won't fix all of it either. It seemed like it was fixing the - large scale tissue damage? But not the very small cell parts damage..."