Kim's clinic is the newest building in Boomtown. When you first came on, she told you it took her eight years to get enough support from Logitech and the other merchants to bankroll the construction. She even bragged that the Libs kicked in some scavenged materials, it was a community effort. She's still paying down her debts to them, which is why most folks try to avoid a visit to the clinic, she charges by what she thinks you can afford to pay.
She has one nurse, Duracell, and three guards (two are brothers named Diesel and Del Monte). She used to have more, but she can't afford to pay much, so they usually only last a couple junkfalls then disappear.
Here's a look at the very airy clinic:
People come in the front, get treatment, sometimes rest for a bit on the few cots.
For the really sick, that don't have family and can afford it, Kim has a big canvas tent she calls Long-term care. It looks more like this:
Let's say you go see Kim in the late morning. She sees you come in, early for your shift, and smiles, giving you a nod. She finishes up with a mom and her kid. The kid got bit by something out in the waste, looks angry red, but Kim's bandaging it up, telling her she'll be fine. The mother and daughter are both young. And you're not so sure Kim is right with that diagnosis. But she's about to move on, to come over and check on you.
What do you do?