FakeNovelChapter 0382 *Trigger warning, small injury to a minor...know your limits. However this scene isn't mentally graphic or overly descriptive.* - Josie - "Help?" A desperate scream calls out behind us. I turn, looking over Knox's shoulder to find the corridor clear. "Over here." I call out to the voice screaming out of our view.
I reach for a towel wiping my hands before I move towards the sound of the screaming. Knox places a hand on my shoulder and pullsback slightly, sliding in front ofand running ahead.
He skids to a halt where the corridor bends, his face darting back tobefore he runs out of my view. His expression doing nothing to quell the rising panic surging through my system.
"Knox?" I call after him, as the screaming continues. I'm about to turn the corner myself when he rushes back towards me, carrying a child in his arms.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt's a boy seven, maybe eight years old...sick covering his top. Knox continues to hold him as he stops in front of me.
"Josie...what do you need?" My eyes look down at the boy, his eyes wide open...as he screams out in pain.
My eyes cast behind him to Petra, who is rushing towards us her hands clinging on to her chest, her breathing a struggle.
"Josie..." Knox calls my nagain but my head is looking around for Doctor Abel...he isn't here. There are only a few doctors here, they've never really been needed. We have sbut nothing like the emergency ward at home. "I..." Between the boy's gut wrenching screaming and Petra's breathing I can't seem to focus.
"He's my grandson, Josie...please help him." My eyes dart around again, I can't be the only one here. I can feel my heart double in size as it pounds erratically against the walls of my chest.
"Red..." His soft voice seems to call out toabove the rest of the noise, above the chaos and my spiralling mind.
"Focus Red...you've got this what do you need." "I need a doctor." He looks around before turning back to face me.
"You are the doctor, what do you need." I can feel the sweat glistening on my head, my hand wiping it away as I talk sense to myself.
I've never done this, I've never taken point without Doctor Abel at least watching me. What if I get it wrong, what if I mess this up.
"Red..." His voice is more powerful than my self doubt, like the sun clearing away the mist in my mind that was trying to overwhelm me. He's right I can do this.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I need oxygen for Petra and a bed for the boy." I order out, my head finally coming back into focus as I assess the status of the two patients in front of me. A sense of calmness washing over me.
"No, I'm fine...I just need to catch my breath." Petra insists yet her hands claw at her chest.
"And you will, with soxygen. Letset you up and I'll take care of your grandson. What's his name?" "Kieran, his name...is Kieran. His parents....are at the....far border..." She tellsthrough pants of short breath.
"We will get word to them, don't you worry. What happened?" I try to m gather vital information as I set Petra En. up on oxygen.
A quick scan of the boy informedthat he wasn't bleeding, that the pain is making him sick...pain from the shoulder he is gripping onto. Yet, Petra was struggling to get oxygen into her lungs and being of a maturer age, she needed my attention first.
"He jumped from the waterfall, misjudged his landing and hit the shoulder. I ground on ink it's dislocated but I can't...I can't pop it back in. I carried him all the way..." No wonder she is out of breath, that is quite a hike let alone carrying a child.
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