Cuddy took out her pen light and shone it in her patient's eyes, checking his pupils. "Darcy? It's Dr. Cuddy." Before she could ask any questions to determine his mental status, his eyes slipped shut again. Damn.
"That's a good sign." She told Rob, though she wouldn't feel certain until she had him in the medlab and had done imaging scans. There was only so much she could see with her eyes alone.
Fortunately the elevator ride was short, as if everyone on the station knew to take a different elevator. Maybe there was some station magic keeping them from pushing the buttons. Anything was possible. She pushed the gurney out of the elevator and down the hall. "Almost there."