Instinctively, Juliet rushed over. Technically, she was a fertility doctor, but until they could find someone else, she would do the best she could. She knew the basics. Approaching the brunette who'd been dragging the unconscious man, she knelt down to examine him more closely. "I am. I'm a doctor. You found him like this?" She lowered her ear to his mouth to make sure his breathing was steady, before glancing back up at the woman who'd saved him. "Has he woken up at all or said anything?" Next she checked his pulse which was weak, but there.
The good news was there wasn't a lot of blood. The bad news was that if he didn't regain consciousness soon, his chances of waking up were reduced the longer he was out. And it's not exactly like she had a lot of medical supplies at her disposal to treat him properly - if she was able to pinpoint the cause of his condition at all.
Suddenly Juliet was struck with a strong feeling of deja vu. This man - and the woman, actually - seemed very familiar. In fact, this entire situation did: the other woman afraid for his life, and Juliet struggling to fix him in time. But that was crazy, right? They didn't even know each other.