He stops, then walks over to the dresser and pulls out a briefcase. "Its my hospital in a box", he explains to her. He pulls out a variety of medical supplies. He picks up a small light. "Follow this with your eyes" he says to her.

She did, confused and scared

"Normal... Hmm... This may sound weird, but strip." He says to her, slightly blushing. "In our surroundings, it's possible you may have gotten an injury from a dirty sharp object. Or an un-dead object. I just need to check to make sure." He says, slightly hesitant

She nodded and got undressed, parts of her looked as if they were a zombies, I look scared

He walked around her, scanning her, trying to keep perverted thoughts out of his mind. He stops and kneels down in front of her, examining a sore on her leg. "Your not infected, but your infected." he said, then realized how confusing that sounded. "Your not zombie infected. This cut was caused by something rusty, it looks like... ... just infection?" He stands up and examines her seemingly dead flesh, walks to the bathroom to get a wet wash cloth and wipes it off, revealing it's nothing more then dirt. "Your memory loss is probably caused by shock from malnutrition and the spreading infection" He reaches into his bag and pulls out a smaller bag filled with pill bottles. He grabs two after searching for a while and hands them to her. "One is for the infection, and the other is a multivitamin to help with the malnutrition. Your memory should come back after the infection is gone. Just take both twice a day for the next week."