<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"><i>He was a bit surprised at how she layed on the table shirtless, but since she sed for him to go on and do it, he picked up the scalpel. Cutting into her flesh making a small x like cut with the bullet hole as the center, then placed down the scale. He wasn't all to cursing about her pain if she reacted at all as he didn't really care for her but was being peripheral. He had to do this a few times on battlefield to fellow men so he knew what he was donning. Next, he picked up the medical pliers using his other hand to press down around her wound. This was mainly to hold steal that part of her body. Slowly he pushed the pliers into her closed letting the path of the bullet guide them. Once he felt it he slowly opened the pliers and gripped it before carefully pulling it out. This was a crude operation so it likey he may have pulled a small bit of her flesh caught on the bullet out with it. </i><br/>
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<i>" Do you need me to stitch you up?" This was asked more as he did not know if her healing abilities would be better then stitches.</i></span></span></span>