I Refused To Treat A Bleeding Biker Because They’re Gangsters And Criminals

get him into surgery. Now.”

While they prepped him, I stood there useless. Shaking. Watching the team work to save a man who should have been treated an hour ago.

Ray opened his eyes as they wheeled him toward the OR. He looked right at me.

“The bus,” he said. His voice was barely there. “Did they get the people out of the bus?”

He was going into surgery.continue reading …