Gates of Hell (Echoes of War Book 4) by Daniel Gibbs

Author:Daniel Gibbs [Gibbs, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-23T16:00:00+00:00

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Tural glanced up, hearing a commotion in the passageway outside of the medical bay. “I believe our patient is arriving. Doctor Bhatt, are you ready?”

“Yes, Doctor.”

The doors swished open, retracting to allow the anti-grav stretcher carrying David through. He was surrounded by medical personnel, while Calvin took up the rear. “Hang on, Colonel. We’re here. Doc’s got you now.”

“Patient is a Caucasian male, age thirty-eight. Type B+ blood, pull three units, and activate the mass transfusion protocol!” Tural barked as he quickly flipped through the medical scanner results from the integrated system on the stretcher. “Transfer to bed six!”

The emergency response team, aided by the nurses and Bhatt, quickly moved David onto the bed. A nurse turned on the more in-depth diagnostic tools within it. “Pulse is faint, forty-two beats per minute. BP is seventy over fifty.”

Tural leaned over, staring down at David’s blood-stained face. “Can you hear me, Colonel?”

“Barely, Doctor,” David rasped out.

“You’ll be fine. You have a bullet within you, and we’re moving you to emergency surgery. Routine procedure for battlefield trauma.”

“Am I going to die, doc?”

“Yes, Colonel, but not today,” Tural replied as he forced an assured smile onto his face and stepped back. “Fifty ccs of sedative. I want him out immediately. Transfer to OR 1.”

“I’ve got a location on the bullet, Doctor Tural,” Bhatt interjected. “He’s lucky. One centimeter to the right or left, and it would’ve hit a major artery.”

“May Allah guide our hands,” Tural replied. “Let’s get scrubbed in.”

“Is he going to be okay, doc?” Calvin shouted from across the medical bay. “You damn well better not let the colonel die on us.”

“Demood, the wounds are serious,” Tural began. “But I believe you got him here in time.”

“Stubborn... I knew it was worse than it looked.”

“I believe this would be a case of the pot calling the kettle black… isn’t that how Americans put it?”

Calvin broke into a grin. “Yeah, fair enough, doc.”

“There’s nothing you can do here. Please allow us to do our jobs. You know I will do everything in my power.”

“I guess I can go have a chat with our prisoners.”

“Is that a euphemism for something?”

Calvin shook his head. “No, doc. I’m done with the… nastiness of before. We’ll have a very direct conversation.”

“Then I wish you all success.”

As the two men talked, the medical personnel completed the transfer of David back to the anti-grav stretcher and guided him off further into the bay toward the operating suites.

“I must go, Colonel Demood.”

“I’ll try to pray for both of you, Doctor.”

Tural flashed a hint of a smile. “I won’t turn it down.”

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