Matt reached the door and did what he had to do. The poor man was basically choking on his body fluid while everyone tried to clear his throat and get him to breathe again. After working on him for nearly fifteen minutes, Matthew looked at his colleagues all of them with a look of horror that mirrored his own.
"How the heck is that even possible?" he said sharply, growing angry at the situation. How the fuck can someone die less than 24 hours after their admission for a simple accident that shouldn't take more than a few days to heal? "An hour ago, that man was fine!" And now he was dead, infection having taken over his entire body.