Just so everyone knows 'the man who lives forever' idea was "admin"'s

I'll add more on as I go along if I feel it's worth bothering to.

As always, I welcome feedback

So Here goes.

Dr Stanfield sensed the old man's impatience and frustration but there was no getting around this-he had to know what he was getting himself into;the risks he was potentially taking.
"So?" he demanded " Can i have it then? will it work?" he was babbling now, agitated and excited.
Dr Stanfield frowned. " It's not quite as simple as that Mr Rye, you have to understand the complications and risks, i mean once you've decided to go through with it, you have to know that there's just no- "
He was interrupted however as half delirious with excitement , Iain Rye stood up and upset the chair he was sitting on in the process. Although he didn't seem to have noticed he'd knocked the chair over, Dr Stanfield eyed it warily before turning to Iain who was midway through his sentence and seemed to have lost all sense of composure.
"Who CARES about 'complications' " he mimicked Dr Stanfield rudely " I'm going to stay alive FOREVER. Don't you understand? I am NEVER going to die!"
Dr Stanfield groaned inwardly; Was there no talking to this man? "Yes, if the operation goes well you'll live forever but what if it doesn't? In order to stay alive forever, are you going to risk killing yourself in the process?" Amidst his annoyance and irritation Dr Stanfield was suddenly fighting a desire to laugh at the sheer irony of what he'd just said.
As he glimpsed Iain's puzzled expression however, he was struck by a sudden troubling thought.
" The procedure has been explained to you right?.... Mr Rye?" he prompted.
" Well yes, but I mean what's there to know except that this operation might make me able to live forever?"
"Mr Rye.... Do you understand that you're the first person on which this operation is going to be tried on?" He was struggling to keep his temper-he didn't appreciate being ignored, interrupted and shouted at-and was fighting the urge to use the 'guinea pig' term... however much he disagreed with this experiment, he'd inevitably get into trouble if he forcefully attempted to dissuade Iain from doing this experiment-this could be a 'breakthrough' for them, apparently. It could make them millions and he was being a 'spoilsport' according to his firm.
"I know i know, can i have the operation then?" he probed impatiently.
Dr Stanfield sighed and resigned, short from physically attacking this man, there was no getting through to him.
" Mr Rye, please take this leaflet and read it, it will tell you all that-"
" Is that a yes, can I?" he interrupted
" Well once you've read the leaflet and learnt the process, what you're getting yourself into, the complications and etc I guess I can't stop you... but remember that you have the right to withdraw at ANY TIME before the operation, you just have to say the word"
At that, Iain was grinning, somewhat maniacally, eyes shining ('like a guinea pig's!' thought Dr Stanfield) "YES! thank you Dr Stanfield, I'll go now then!" and in his haste to stride out of the room, he managed to knock the other chair over and made no attempt to pick it up or apologise.
Dr Stanfield pursed his lips and slowly shook his head. What a narrow-minded, misguided, ignorant man. Worn out, he sighed and sat back in his chair.
"Mr Rye?" he said loudly
A couple of seconds later, he barged back in looking manic but slightly panicked, as though he was scared he'd be told that the operation was no longer possible.
Eyebrow raised, Dr Stanfield cleared his throat. "your leaflet, Mr Rye?"
Iain visibly relaxed, " Oh. Right, yeah thanks.... is that all?"
"Yes... that's all"
Iain left the room again and in his mind's eye, Dr Stanfield saw a vivid image of Iain scrunching up the leaflet and throwing it into the bin outside his room.
He got up and walked around the desk to straighten up the chairs. Standing up straight and rolling up his sleeves, he told himself he'd done what he could with Iain...He'd tried and failed to make him see sense. After glancing at his watch, he left the room to wash before prayers. It was time for Asr Salah.