Taking the note form the boy you read it.

“Miss Linda from basic vore class has swallowed five of her class roommate seeing how many people she could swallow and hold down for a time. It has been three days now, and she has not digested them yet. Help Miss Linda with her problem.”

“Where is Miss Linda right now?” you ask the boy.

“She'll be wheeled in, in about ten minutes,” he replied looking at the your large bulging stomach. It was sticking out so much you could get the nurses uniform to close.

“Lunch,” you reply sheepishly patting your stomach.

Not waiting around to see if you wanted second he leaves the room.

Crap, what are you going to do, your no doctor or nurse ether?