:I'm here and wide awake. You can sleep:

:Can you tell her: 

:He says okay:

:Good, thank you: 

Marian retrieves a plastic tube-thingy of something white and milky from the table, cleans the end of one of the apparently-unused short dangly tube-bits from the tube in his neck, and screws it on. She squeezes half of the contents of the plastic syringe in, then digs out another syringe of clear saline from her pocket and flushes it. 

Leareth feels a wave of OVERWHELMING SLEEPINESS and then nothing. He goes limp and relaxed. The background distress and discomfort coming through the lifebond trail off. 

:Okay good - let me get this done...: Marian pushes the suction tubing all the way down and slowly pulls it back, sucking an impressive amount of yellow gunk out; Leareth coughs but doesn't wake up. :Ughhh. I hate phlegm. Need to do another couple...: 

Belrun's work on murdering the infection has also loosened some of the secretions, and Marian goes through four rounds of sucking them out before declaring that good enough. 

:...All right, that's better. He'll be out for another minute or so and then start coming around. You up for helping me get him straightened out in bed while it's less uncomfortable for him?: 

:Good idea: She rearranges him.

Leareth drifts slowly back to awareness - disoriented at first, and still too groggy to Mindspeak, he just flails out across the lifebond, where is Belrun is she there - 

"I'm here, I'm right here, it's okay."

It feels like he should remember, but his head is so gluey. :Where am I: 

:Some sort of weird hospital. It seems safe:

:Oh: He relaxes. 

There are increasingly insistent beeping noises of various types coming from around the corner, including the worst-musical-instrument one, and the high pitched fast ringing-bell sound that Marian told her was worrying. 

And then the older blonde woman is there at a jog - her eyes narrow on Belrun for half a second but she's clearly too busy and stressed to follow up on their earlier altercation. "Marian are you busy - I could use help -"

Marian looks over at Belrun. :Alice needs help with her patient. Uh, are you going to be okay with Leareth here for a few minutes?: 

:Yeah, that's fine:

Marian runs off with the blonde lady. 

There are increasingly concerned-sounding raised voices from the vicinity of around the corner. 

Leareth stirs. :Is there - problem -?: 

:Another patient is having a bad time: Can she See what with from here?

It's well out of her Healing range, especially with walls in the way; she could in theory read the nurses' minds but she presumably does not want to do that. 

A couple of seconds later, though, there's an appallingly loud beep that seems to come from the ceiling - it makes Leareth startle and shake the floor a little - and then Marian comes bolting around the corner. 

:Belrun can you help Alice's patient is dying–: 

:I'm going to see if I can help, won't be far: she tells Leareth, and :What of?: She seizes her stick and limps to the next room.

:Uhhh the most immediate problem is his heart keeps doing arrhythmias because his electrolytes are whacked and before it was just a couple of seconds at a time but now he's sustained V-tach sorry you probably don't know what that means–: 

She holds herself to walking at Belrun's pace although this seems to take her a LOT of willpower. They reach the room, which about six other nurses have already swarmed on, but Marian nudges her way through. 

Belrun gets through the knot of nurses and puts her hand on the patient's arm. She would like his heart to BEHAVE.

It's really not behaving! It's currently fluttering in an extremely fast rhythm which is not actually succeeding at moving any blood! Shoving Healing at it gets it to calm down for about two seconds and then it's right back to how it was before!

His heart muscle is under massive strain and clearly has been for a long time; it's exhausted, it's not getting fed enough blood through its own arteries to fuel all that exertion, and it's starting to go into a spasm the way any muscle would under these conditions. There's also something in his bloodstream pushing at it to beat faster and harder, the same way the body's native fight-or-flight response would, but it seems to be coming from somewhere else - maybe the drugs pouring into his neck vein - and it's clearly been responsible for keeping his blood circulating at all but is only adding to the load on his overworked heart. 

He's not getting nearly enough oxygen into his lungs either, which isn't helping matters at all, and his blood feels very very wrong to Healing-Sight in half a dozen ways that she's never even seen to this degree before because usually this would not be survivable for longer than five minutes! 

There are also kind of a shocking number of other things wrong with him and several more mystery-tubes in addition to the ones Leareth has, but probably the heart is the top priority! 

She is not a real clinical Healer but she can try to boost the tired muscle of the heart so it will be able to behave on its own.