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Dave rummaged through the medical supplies, brought out an injector of quidine. "Uh, what's your mass?" "Call it seventy kilos, that's close enough." "Yes, sir." Dave read the instructions, set the injector for the weight he'd been told, and triggered it into the side of the Ranger's neck. "I hope that's right there's only enough here for another couple of doses."
"It can't have taken full effect yet, or not even quidine could kill the pain and it carries something like a cross between a fungus and a bacterium that nothing in a standard medikit will touch. How long till your rescue party arrives?" Tarlac frowned; this sounded serious. "Is this Tuesday, or was I unconscious longer than I think?" Dave checked his chrono, then nodded. "2243, Tuesday night."
"You look better, even so soon," Kelly agreed. "That quidine appears to be extremely strong is it dangerous?" "No." Medart shook his head, smiling as much at the relief from pain as at the question. "It is strong, but it's the safest analgesic ever discovered. It doesn't affect your reflexes or thinking, and it's not addictive all it does is kill pain for about eight hours.
Tarlac's acquiescence helped but this was not going to be fun! And the next couple of hours were hard, for both of them. As the quidine wore off and the stingweed poison grew stronger, Dave wished his patient would pass out for both their sakes.
The quidine couldn't withstand active magic, it seemed; he could only hope the rest of his meds would. So far they were, and he'd had two months' practice working in spite of pain; he could keep going. He couldn't do it for long, though. He felt all right thanks to the meds, but he knew his stamina was only a fraction of what it should be; a few more exchanges, and he'd lose by simple attrition.
Medart opened one of the pouches on his belt and took out a small injector. "As you can see, my medikit's not that big, and I damnsure didn't think I'd need enough quidine for two months plus. I've got four doses, which is enough for about thirty hours." He felt for his carotid, triggered the painkiller into the artery, and seconds later sighed in relief. "Whew that's a lot better."
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