After dealing with the Kramer Couple, who sure knew how to have fun.
Adam took part in several more emergency cases.
It was already late at night.
Just as Adam was about to leave for New Jersey to spend a happy East-meets-West Christmas Eve with Paige, the sound of an ambulance siren came from outside.
Adam led Lexie and the others out to meet it.
"What happened?"
"Mike Colson, thirty-five, multiple gunshot wounds."
The paramedic lifted the patient down from the ambulance and spoke quickly.
"Systolic pressure is eighty-eight. He's been given two bags of lactated Ringer's.
Gunshot wounds to the chest, abdomen, back, legs, shoulders... basically, he's been shot all over."
"God."
Lexie cried out the moment she saw him.
"Did he run into the police?"
Carter quipped, "Did someone empty a whole magazine into him?"
"No."
The paramedic shook his head. "He's still alive."
"..."
Carter was left speechless. After thinking for a moment, he pursed his lips and nodded.
"She didn't mean to. It was an accident. She already feels terribly guilty!"
At that moment, another ambulance pulled up. A middle-aged blonde woman with one arm wrapped in bandages rushed over, carrying a little girl in her arms as she shouted.
"Mandy, tell them you're sorry."
"She fired the gun?"
Everyone was stunned.
Adam, who was treating the gunshot victim, turned to look as well.
He saw a panicked blonde woman and the little girl in her arms. There was a cut on the girl's face, blood staining her young features, yet she remained calm and composed.
"Grey, call the Chief of Surgery.
"Carter, call Dr. Montgomery. Have her examine them and treat the wound on her face.
"Melendez, O'Malley, come with me."
Adam issued his orders rapidly.
Inside the emergency room.
"Melendez, how many wounds?"
Adam