"We did but he didn't say a word," said the nurse who received the bag, as her hand placed a digital thermometer on the girl's armpit and clipped a clip-type oxygen reader on the girl's finger.
"Where is he now?" asked John while his eyes assessed the patient on the bed.
"We really don't know, Doc," said the head nurse who was checking the girl's blood pressure using an inflatable cuff with tubing attached to a digital device.
"Okay, report this to the police. They will file the case themselves. What're her vital signs[1]," John calmly said. He placed a stethoscope[2] on the girl's chest and heard her breathing was heavy.
Another nurse read from a clipped chart. "Temperature, 38.5. oxygen level 70, pulse rate 60, blood pressure 100/70."
