For him, blood was more important. Ryan decided to grab the blood tube and let the tablet fall on the ground. Both of his hands wrapped around the bottle of blood before it would touch the ground and break.
While the tablet was falling, Doc dived her hands forward in the hope to catch the tablet, she managed to grab a corner of the tab. Still, she was late. It touched the ground. The impact was reduced, of course, but it was still hard.
A crack appeared on the tablet, "I am sorry, Doc." Ryan moved away.
"It was my fault." she pulled the tablet up and started examining it, "It's not that much damaged,"
"That's good then," Doc sighed.
"Here, take this," She held out the tablet for Ryan. Ryan looked at the tab, then looked at Doc.
He kept the bottle away on the bed, he took the tablet from Doc, "What is this?" Ryan asked looking at a document that was visibly on the screen.
