Law had monthly medical exams for each of his crew members. Law cared about his crew, even if the ways he showed it were subtle. He wanted to make sure his crew members were in good health. He didn’t want anyone to get sick on his watch.

Law sat back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest and legs crossed casually. He had blue plastic gloves on his hands and a stethoscope around his neck.

“Next!”

He called from inside the med bay.