The word blood, for any au you want. But something angsty please?
I’m thankful I have a roof to live under!
Hyrule felt like he was going to be sick as he watched the blood pressure cuff cycle again. The patient's vitals were deteriorating, and he knew he couldn't fix this problem. They were a trauma patient, no amount of crystalloid fluids was going to fix this.
They needed blood. And his ambulance didn't carry that.
He wished he could fly the patient, but it was storming. The helicopters were all grounded.
Sky would fly in it anyway, he thought fleetingly, almost smiling, but then he saw the patient's blood pressure.
Drive faster, Hyrule begged as he mixed a norepinephrine drip. It was a pointless venture - making the patient's blood vessels squeeze to try to increase their BP didn't do anything if the blood vessels didn't have fluid in them. And if he kept dumping saline into his patient all he'd do is dilute any attempt their body had to clot and stop the internal bleeding.
This was a pointless venture. What they definitively needed was surgery, and blood was all that could hold them over until then. But he had to try anyway.
The ambulance jerked abruptly, and Hyrule gasped, grabbing one of the rails as the truck slammed the brakes. Mo cussed as he nearly barreled his partner over.
"Firefighter drivers, I swear," Mo grumbled, about to yell at the front where a firefighter had been assigned to drive them so they could both be in the back.
Hyrule let his partner exchange words with the driver, barely listening to how the reason they'd almost toppled over was because people on the road wouldn't move. He grabbed the norepinephrine vials and started to inject them into the bag of saline so he could create a drip, and then he noticed something abruptly.
"Shit," he muttered. "Mo, he's not breathing."
Mo turned sharply back at the patient to see they had gotten three shades paler and were only having agonal respirations.
He's going to code, we need to get to the hospital.
Mo grabbed a bag valve mask and started to breathe for the patient while Hyrule grabbed defibrillator pads in preparation. If this was a hypovolemic cause for the code, the patient's heart was probably going to go into a shockable rhythm.
The ambulance stopped, and Hyrule and Mo glanced at each other. Were they there?
The doors to the back opened before Hyrule had a chance to look out the windows, and their driver was there, sweating but ready to help. "What can I grab?"
We're here, thank heaven. "Just go in there and tell them he needs blood and is about to code. We'll grab the stuff."
The firefighter ran inside as Hyrule threw the monitor on the stretcher. Mo jumped out to pull the stretcher out of the truck while Hyrule bagged. When they got inside, the room was full of people, and he spotted Warriors and Time waiting.
He finally felt like he could breathe as he handed off care. Whatever happened next, he did everything he could, at least.
But he doubted it was enough.
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