Mission Trip_Genesis and Exodus by John Theo Jr

Author:John Theo Jr. [Theo Jr., John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Clean Reads
Published: 2018-01-08T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

New Sacramento 2077

Kyle approached the unconscious leader, who was oversized for the modest table. “Give me the status,” he said, washing his hands at a small sink.

Huxley said, “Assassination attempt at the same time as the bombing. I killed the guy, but I know he was working with others within our government to help New America triangulate our HQ and—”

“That’s not what I meant,” Kyle said. He pointed to a medical tech standing over Charles. “Give me the status of the patient!”

The tech looked to Maria, who must have given him a nod that he was okay to talk. He said, “Bullet wound to stomach.”

“We only have X-ray machines,” Maria said, holding a large picture up to Kyle.

Kyle put on a mask and latex gloves. He could tell by how the gloves went on that they had been cleaned and used before. “Where’s my rucksack with my medical supplies?”

“Destroyed with the attack,” Huxley said.

It took all of Kyle’s focus to recall calculations from medical class so he could check on the anesthesia dosage Charles had been given. The tools were barbaric compared to the Atoll, where everything was computerized.

He grabbed the scalpel from a tray, which may or may not have been sterilized. For the next few hours he worked to remove the bullet and seal up the wound. It had miraculously missed every major organ.

The building shook several times during surgery, one time almost causing Kyle to sever an artery. Huxley ran back and forth between the control area and makeshift surgery table. He was bipolar in his approach. On one end of the room he’d yell orders at staff, but as soon as he came over to check on the surgery, he’d have a passive demeanor. Kyle had to tell him to leave the area. The soldier huffed before scolding an underling for nothing. Maria assisted Kyle, while the other medical staff monitored oxygen and anesthesia, and prepped and cleaned instruments.

Hours later, Kyle finished suturing Charles and adjusted the anesthesia to ease him back to consciousness. He prepped a morphine drip as well as a saline laced with antibiotics. Only when he had a moment to drink a glass of water did he consider that he could have opted to let the patient expire. Even at this point he could tweak the morphine enough to put Charles into a sleep that would take him into oblivion and save countless lives. Visions of the abortion clinic filled his mind, as well as the memory of the public execution he witnessed. Charles’s death could save countless lives.

No, he remembered the oath he’d taken to heal, a Hippocratic Oath not to harm his patients. God was the judge and jury, not him. Somehow, God could still do something with the wretched man lying on the table in front of him.

Huxley came back over. Kyle could tell the soldier was doing everything possible to remain calm. He picked up the compressed bullet from a stainless steel tray and handed it to Huxley, who gripped it like the bullet was the attacker himself.

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