You're coming with us

Grace's POV

While Max stood by the door to protect Davis, I ran to go get the doctor. He is the only one who can take off the IV and ventilator or tell us what to do and what not to do with unconscious Davis.

“Doctor!” I yelled as I moved from one office to the other.

The nurses around decided to help me to get the doctor since I couldn't stop screaming for him to come immediately. When he rushed down to where I was, he asked,

“Is something wrong with the patient?” He was already making his way to the room Davis laid in such a hurry. I refused to respond until he got to the room, he frowned when he saw that Davis was in a good state.

“What is it?” he finally turned to ask me.

“We need to transfer him from here. The men who tried to kill him are on their way this very minute” I replied, and he furrowed his brows,

“Transfer the patient from this hospital. Are you joking?”

“No” Max replied, “You have to take the IV off and prepare him for a transfer right now”

“I can't, and I won't d