Every now and then I wonder how this hospital can possibly still be in business — even if their primary competition is THOSE BUTCHERS AT MERCY.*
I mean, the Chief of Staff is a known super criminal who’s been arrested for murder, kidnapping, and probably terrorism at least three times in the last year alone. They usually only have one competent doctor at a time in any specialty. And apparently, nurses can just decide to spend days camping out in the room of a single patient if they feel like it.
DEAR GOD, PLEASE LET HIM BE HOT
UNDER THOSE BANDAGES
But then I remember that they also have doctors capable of performing brain surgery through a person’s neck. And their success rate at healing mysterious contagions, amnesia, and tumors that make you see dead people is pretty impressive.
And now it seems they have a plastic surgeon who can completely rearrange your facial structure and have you out of your bandages two days later with what looks like a few scrapes and a bad sunburn?
JUST CALL ME JAKE DREAMBOAT
I guess for service like that, a person might put up with the occasional toxic ball leak.
In any case, the new Jason Morgan has a face! And it is not a bad face! Things we know about him so far: He still knows when Liz is lying about her feelings. He still enjoys her when she’s catty. He still gets adorably overprotective when someone’s disrespecting her. And he still trusts her to figure out her own life.
(Also, unlike certain other Jasons I could name, he is capable of a healthy scruff.)
Meanwhile! I just thought you should know that Britt and Brad’s friendship continues to be BEAUTIFUL and EVERYTHING TO ME.
BRITT: See, I knew you’d be happy to get rid of you.
BRAD: I’m not happy to get rid of you.
BRITT: You’re not?
BRAD: No! You’re my best friend. I’m gonna miss you.
OH, MY SWEET AMORAL BABIES! I really wish he’d be a good bro and tell her to stop parting her otherwise super cute haircut in the middle, though.
*That this line was said at all will never stop being the funniest thing I’ve ever heard, sorry. THOSE BUTCHERS.**
**Meanwhile, the doctors at Mercy just snicker to themselves and quietly update the “__ Days Since the Last Toxic Ball Leak/Lab Explosion/Hostage Situation” sign in their break room.