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"Right," he smirked, "Oh, would you look at that, more work."
I noticed the ambulance coming up. "Can't, I'm closed for the day."
We both stepped outside. Although we were done with work for the day, we still had a creed to save a life. I just wanted to be sure if it was something my staff should handle or I step in. As the stretcher moved past us, it was a lady in her late twenties. A lady we both knew, with a bandage on her head, first aid for a head injury.
Ethan tapped me. "Isn't that…?"
"Olivia…" We followed after the stretcher.
"What happened to her?" I asked as I looked at her.
"Head injury. There are signs that she was hit very hard, causing her to hit her head against a hard surface," the ER medic answered.
"I'll take it from here," I said as they got her into the room.
"Ben, I'll handle this," Ethan said.
"I can do it, it's just an head injury," I said.
Martha was there with us. "Sir, let us handle this."
"I said I can handle it!" I yelled at her. "Out of my way."
Ethan placed his hand on my chest, stopping me as the other nurses got to work. "I'll handle this."
"I said.. I can. Step aside," I warned.
"You're angry and scared, let us do this," he said calmly.
"I'm not."
"Ben.. look at your hands," he said.
I looked down and noticed how hard my hands were shaking; they were sweaty as well. I was scared. It wasn't a severe case. I was reminded about Selina. Ethan and the other nurses were aware of this, and that's why they wanted me to stay out of it.
"Okay." I finally calmed down.
"I can handle this," he said and patted my shoulder. "Just watch me work."
I stood next to him and watch my brother take charge.
"Martha, results?" he requested. "What are the extents of her injuries?"
"A moderate concussion and a small laceration on her scalp, which is the cause of the bleeding," Martha replied.
"Alright then," he said as he put on his gloves. "Let's get this done."
He opened her eyes and checked her vitals. She was out cold.
"Anesthetic," he requested, and they administered it.
She may have been unconscious, but she could easily regain consciousness and experience shock from the operation. He took off the bandage and inspected the wound.
"Got some tree bits," he remarked. "The ER has already gotten rid of most of them."
He carefully cleaned and stitched the wound on her scalp, ensuring there were no signs of infection. It was fast and neat. I guess he still remained the most skillful hands among the brothers.
"She's going to be alright. Just a couple more hours rest and she'd be fine," Ethan said to me as he was done administering some medication to help with her recovery.
