Chapter Twenty-Six
Cutting-edge space stations always have the best med-bays. If you ever need a place to almost get eaten alive or torn apart by giant space rodents, try to do it on a cutting-edge space station.
The medical bots cleaned Reggie’s wound then injected his wrist with nanomites. The microscopic bots set about patching him together as he rested.
Fixing Sam up was a bit more complicated. The gash in her neck had been closer to severing a major artery than they realized. A quarter inch to the left, and she would have bled out. And there was a piece of Rapoo claw stuck in the wound.
The medical bots sedated her. They cleaned her wound and used a surgical laser to repair most of the damage. Then they injected her with nanomites to take care of the rest.
While she and Reggie re
