Joanne refuses to answer such an invasive question

"Wh-what? H-how dare...?" she sputtered, astonished by the question.

"It's just that..."

"I didn't come here for you to ask your perverted questions, or for you to... to..." Joanne hefted herself up from her seat and clamped her legs shut, cutting off the doctor's access to her private parts. Why had she even allowed him to look in the first place? It must have been the shock, she told herself.

"I only ask because..."

"You're lucky I don't sue you for malpractice," she snapped, looking around. "Where are my clothes?"

"Ah. I'm afraid your clothes were doused in that liquid and torn a little."

"Well what am I supposed to wear when I leave? I can't wear... this," she gestured to the shapeless hospital gown that covered her to mid-thigh.

"One moment and I'll have a nurse locate and reaturn your clothes. They should have been washed by now," Doctor Turner said, leaving the room with a sigh, pausing in the corridor to make one last note.

'Subject refused to respond to questions regarding the evidence that copious amounts of liquid were infused into her body via mouth, vagina and anus. Was it via ****, or is the liquid somehow sentient and capable of...' Doctor Turner grimaced, striking out the last lines. 'Too much Hentai,' he thought. 'Speaking of which, I should check on the other victim of the crash.'