One medic puts an oxygen mask over Joan's mouth and nose and turns on the air, while another places an IV in Joan's hand. He connects it to a bag of fluids, then holds it up and opens the line to let the fluids flow into her vein.
Sherlock sits down in a nearby chair, watching Joan as she lays there. "Come on, Watson," he mutters below his breath.
After a moment, Joan takes a deeper breath, and her hand tightens on Ted's.
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Date: 2021-08-06 12:19 am (UTC)Sherlock sits down in a nearby chair, watching Joan as she lays there. "Come on, Watson," he mutters below his breath.
After a moment, Joan takes a deeper breath, and her hand tightens on Ted's.