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'what do we have?',
I asked as the ambulance was unloaded, the ambos looked at me slightly scared,
'collapsed in the mall, slight head injury and the patient is not cooperative; we have an erratic patient here that you may have to detain',
The ambo said to me, I looked at him slightly shocked,
'why did you not do it in the ambulance?!',
I essentially yelled at him, he shrugged his shoulders at me as the patient then began to freak out quickly trying to get out of the stretcher. The patient went to grab me and I tried to dodge his hands he managed to lay one hand on to my side,
'can we have some help over here?!',
I yelled trying to get the man to let go of me but he wouldn't. A few of the other doctors came over and helped me,
'sir you need to let go!',
I yelled at the man as I could feel that his hand was on my surgical wound from a few weeks ago and if he continue to hold it, it may rip if anything too rough happened to it. I saw Owen approach and without warning he pulled the man's hands away erratically and I felt my stitches rip when his hands were pulled away,
'fuck',
I said to myself in a sense of pain, Owen looked at me concerned,
'you okay there y/n?',
Owen asked me, I shook my head at him and slowly walked away,
'where are you going?!',
I heard Owen yell out after me, I went to respond but as I turned the corner I quickly ran into someone. I looked up and realised it was Callie, I quickly put my hand over the opened stitches,
'baby you've got to watch where you are going',
Callie said to me, I looked at her confused before nodding my head at her,
'uh yeah, yeah I do',
I said in response. I tried not to look down at the blood that was now pooling into my hand, Callie looked at me concerned,
'are you okay y/n?',
Callie asked me. I quickly grabbed onto the handrail as I felt somewhat faint from the loss of blood, she quickly looked down at my hand seeing the blood,
'y/n! did your stitches open?',
Callie asked me extremely concerned moving my hand from my wound. I let out a shaky breath as she lifted my shirt up,
