Raya's POV.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Increase the dosage!" The doctor in a hazmat suit ordered, scribbling a few words on his paper.
"Anymore would…"
"I said increase the dosage!" The doctor yelled. He looked at the unconscious beast behind him crossing his arms for a few seconds. "They react differently to sedatives. Some need higher dosages and some pass out at the slightest volume."
"What bullshit is this?" I hissed, shaking my head violently as I stepped away from the glass window. I had stood by for hours watching the gray haired doctor blabber about stuff I already knew, stuff that didn't take Elara a minute to find out.
"This is a mess," I said to Gina. "He can't run this operation. We'll end up being slower than a sloth," I gruffed.
"But ma'am…he's the third doctor this week. We are running out of options," she shakily replied.
