Minor medical treatment ( open, NK )

Though he saw it as frivolous, Sanji strolled into the hospital, his hands still wrapped up in bandages after his silly climbing venture that almost cost him his life. He walked to the front desk and inquired with the nurse about maybe setting him up an appointment with a doctor to look at his hands and the tendons connected to them, they were so sore he could barely make a fist right now. When told to do so, he took a seat in the lobby, looking around at the various other people in the room with him. His eyes divert to the wall and he falls into his thoughts, about the climb he underwent, and wondered in silence about his decision not to rest a little longer before training, seeing as he just returned from a week-long training outing not too long ago. He lifted a hand to scratch his face and winced lightly, struggling to alleviate the itch with his fingers. This made him wonder also if he was merely running on adrenaline at the time.