Chapter 21 An Asthma Attack
- The surgical lights bore down on Vincenzo’s pale face, sprawled across the table, his skin clammy, lips tinged purple, eyes half-open, staring blankly into the void.
- “Venous access, now!” Giuseppe commanded, swiftly assessing the extent of the damage.
- “Pressure’s nearly gone, no pulse in the arm!” the assistant warned, already struggling to find a vein. “He’s in shock, circulation’s collapsing!”