>Prioritize basic trauma
You program the medical scanners to seek out internal bleeding first, then serious health risks like sucking chest wounds and compound fractures, then injuries that will take a great deal of time to heal, and finally the more superficial wounds. You deactivate all other indicators such as pathology, but aim to handle that later when there's a moment's breathing room. Lawrence assigns medical facilities to begin processing and treating those conditions in the specified order.
"Well, Captain, I think we can trust her for now."
"What makes you say that, Lawrence?"
"She threw herself at that Arachi when we asked her to. Well, when you told her to. I'd say that at least proves she can be...tractable."
You put processing that on the back burner for now, and start walking out of the Medbay. Lawrence is close behind, having spent far too much time in there recently. The two of you share a quiet, professional walk back to the Bridge. Since Lawrence doesn't say more, you have a moment to decompress, and think about what you've experienced. You encountered not one, but five alien species, rescued your ship mostly by yourself, and you've even started patching up a crew after all of them were killed in the line of duty. All expect Lawrence. You give your First Officer an appraising look. He's been through a lot, not that it shows after all that Medbay treatment. You can still see it in his eyes. Once you get back to home fleet, you'll have to put him up for commendation. He deserves much more than that. You spend the rest of the walk thinking about:
[] That sweet vacation spot on Cygnus Prime you've been meaning to try out.
[] The family you've left behind to take up a military life.
[] First Officer Lawrence.
[] Your remarkable new engineer, Rollings.
When you arrive on the Bridge, NEERAVN promptly turns over the controls to you, and returns to the security bay to mind the Doors. From the look of the screens, which you explicitly told them not to touch, they've been remotely powering the Doors from here. Wait...you're supposed to be the only one who can do that! Damn these Neer and their affinity for technology. You take your seat, and let Lawrence take up his. After a moment of getting comfortable, you send off a hailing frequency to the nearby space station.