“Maybe I’ve already lived too long,” Ashildr said softly. “It’s cold…” She was having trouble keeping her eyes open.
His heart rate increased as he finally managed to stop the bleeding. “Blood,” he muttered to himself before he turned to the nurse. “Get some universal. 3 bags at least.” He ordered before turning his gaze back to the woman. “Just hold on. You’re going to be fine, I promise.”