Re: Medical.
Medical was on top of things, and so it was a slow time before the first of the injured people began limping in. Many had been given the go-ahead to head back outside by the triage unit, where they had rejoined the fight. It seemed that it had been no casualties, and then they were pouring in.
It was chaotic, with blood on a lot of spaces, necessitating the non-medical volunteers to clean, and to replace towels and sheets as quickly as they were needed. When the first of two bites came in, the entire room was silent, with only the sounds of the injured moaning. Beverly sent the bite victim into Simon's trauma surgery. Jaw clenched, she looked around at her new friends and colleagues, the people that were becoming her own. "Carry on, everyone. We're not done. And he's not dead."