The doc’s expression became more serious. "As well as can be expected, which is not fragging very. I put everything back in the right places, made sure nothing too vital was missing, and patched all the bigger holes. If he wasn’t so tough, he’d have flatlined hours ago, or as soon as I put him under, but he’s lost a lot of blood. His heart’s under major stress. I almost lost him when he had a cardiac arrest on the table." She looked at Falcon sharply. "Did you give him metamphetamines?"