Daniel frowned at him and pressed some cloth to soak up the excess fluid. "Je suis le meilleur médecin à Londres, compter vos étoiles heureuses vous n'avez pas un boucher ici aujourd'hui!" he snapped at him, roughly taking the cloth away. Arrogant Frenchmen! He hated the lot of them... well, not really, but he certainly did at this moment in time.