Aubree Groove detected a strong smell of blood on his nose tip. When he touched his back, his hand came into contact with blood.
The blood had soaked through his coat, indicating the severity of the wound.
Without delay, Aubree Groove exclaimed, "Dial 911 now!"
Peter Aria rushed over, examined Agave Rinto's wound, and said stoically, "It's a gunshot wound. It didn't hit a vital spot, but the wound wasn't treated in time. There's considerable blood loss. He must be taken to the hospital immediately. I will perform the surgery, don't worry."
Peter Aria's voice softened near the end of his statement, offering a gentle reassurance. He gently patted Aubree Groove's shoulder.
"We need you here. I'll take him to the hospital. I'm a doctor, no one has better experience than me. I assure you, he'll be fine."
Aubree Groove nodded, "OK, I'll arrange a transport to the nearest hospital immediately."
