"I found you in the building, unconscious. The trauma ward was out of blood in your type, and you had to get an emergency direct blood transfusion."
"Why am I hearing this from you, and not the doctor?"
"Because the doctors are on the other side of the building, amputating limbs. Any other questions?"
"Yes, whose blood is inside me now?"
Pedersen paused, as if to consider his response. "How many healthy people do you see here who aren't medical staff?"
I thought about that for a second. "Pedersen, you bastard. I would hug you if I could."
"Why am I hearing this from you, and not the doctor?"
"Because the doctors are on the other side of the building, amputating limbs. Any other questions?"
"Yes, whose blood is inside me now?"
Pedersen paused, as if to consider his response. "How many healthy people do you see here who aren't medical staff?"
I thought about that for a second. "Pedersen, you bastard. I would hug you if I could."