Lorenzo's POV
The doctor grabbed a piece of his medical tool and held it close to the bleeding wound. Vulture was already looking white due to so much blood loss.
“Is there any available blood for him to receive after this?” I asked.
The doctor nodded. Sweat beaded his forehead as he put his full concentration into taking out the bullet.
The moment the black object came out, Vulture screamed and began convulsing on the table. His eyes rolled back and looked like they were about to fall off their sockets. He was screaming in pain.
I looked at the doctor urging him to do something.
He grabbed a syringe from his tray and stabbed Vulture's thighs with it. The man retched some more and finally quietened down and passed out.
Then, I watched as he took out a cold bag of blood from the fri
