Joan opens her eyes as Ted takes her hand and turns her head toward him to give him a weak smile. "I'm okay," she says, barely audible against the rumble of the motor and the hiss of oxygen. The medic has unzipped the back of Joan's gown and tugged her bodice down to expose her chest, to which he's busily sticking electrodes. A heartbeat pops up on the monitor, and it's noticeably slower than normal.
"All right, let's get out of here," he says, banging on the window to signal the driver to go. The sirens start blaring and the ambulance lurches into motion.
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Date: 2021-08-06 04:18 pm (UTC)"All right, let's get out of here," he says, banging on the window to signal the driver to go. The sirens start blaring and the ambulance lurches into motion.