And just as I thought things were looking up, something just had to happen. Then again, I was honestly expecting the other shoe to drop, and here it was in all its glory.
Funnily enough, the man that ate a fruit whole was back with a vengeance.
"He was starting to turn really pale, and his medic said that you'd do surgery on him," Emeraud rapidly fired off in her panic, the man in question still on her back like his life depended on it. "He was really noisy at one moment, then the next he became completely silent."
My humor and sarcasm disappeared immediately. "What?"
"He turned paler by the second too, and his stomach's getting bloated."
My eyes widened at the symptoms being relayed to me. Didn't this guy just have a bowel obstruction of some kind? How the hell did his condition deteriorate this quickly?
"Put him on the table face up."
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