Didn't usually bleed like this. That was a good sign at least. "It will hurt more for a moment, I'm afraid. I want this bleeding to stop, and there's no time to wait for an anesthetic to start working, so I'm going to have to stitch without. It will be over soon. Thank you, Mr. Meijer," he turned to the brother. The blood did not bother him. He had already accepted that he would need to get his clothes laundered and he was used to it.


Hmm... He didn't like the unreliable Mr. Meijer to hold his brother steady. But he trusted him with a baby even less. Mr. Meijer would have to do. "If you could take my place here, just in case your brother passes out again. Keep this wound pressed for the time being and keep the arm up." He needed to clean the table, wash his hands and get his things, and he did not want his poor patient to lose even more blood in the mean time.