[NIKITA]
"Get on with it. We don't have the whole day," Nikita said. He looked at the patient in front of him. When the lab coat and the hoodie he was wearing was unzipped, Nikita could see his skin. Sure, his face was still hidden, but Nikita had hope.
Even though he had known it wasn't his brother, he still hoped that it was him. Six months was a long time and maybe the cancer had affected Yuri so badly. Maybe that was why he had grown thin and looked weird.
But Nikita would love his brother. It didn't matter what Yuri looked like, all he wanted was his brother. He hoped he was Yuri. His skin was chapped and dry, the patient was pale and looked like he would fall down a moment now.
If this was going to save this man, Nikita was willing to risk it.