“How is he Doc?” Black asked.
Both him and Koenig stood outside the Med Lab looking in through the glass wall at the body of Jericho lying unconscious in the bio-bed. He had a breathing tube attached and various wires snaking from vital areas on his body to machines at the side of the bed that monitored his vital signs. The bed itself was a scanner which checked various bodily functions and alerted the medical team should the need arise.
“I managed to repair all the internal damage using the nano-meds. The broad-spectrum antibiotics have kept any infection at bay and I finally fitted the bionic limbs after amputating his legs,” Koenig told him as he stared at the body through the glass wall.
“Will he be okay Doc?”
“If you mean, will he live, then the answer to that is yes. If you mean,
