Redhawk Caldera [m] One last night on earth

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Seizures. Blood. Unconsciousness. 

"It's not a tumor, but something close to it. Tumors don't just slide out. It's a chunk of damaged muscles from his noggin. We should be happy that thing came out."

The golden hippie walked in front of the prone man. Blood from eyes. Drainage. Ears. Drainage. Nothing from nose, nothing from mouth. Airways are clear. Blood pressure was up, obviously.

"What we need to do, is wait. Darkie here is in excruciating pain, and his body's trying to take care of him. We also gotta wait for him to wake up, so he can down some fruit and veggies. There's an orange tree that still has some ripening rounds on it, and a patch of wild spinach that Wildfire and i have been growing, together. I'm gonna need some those. Per's gonna need vitamin K and vitamin C to clot up his blood, so he doesn't bleed out." 

The doctor felt the urge to prevent his Alphas death, but he remained call under the circumstances. 
It wasn't like he had anything to lose anymore, so panicking wouldn't help the situation.