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Leonard had been scanning colonists for what felt like days. He was exhausted, and his left arm and chest had begun to hurt in a way he didn't want to think too much about.
"Name?" he asked.
"Cho, Tresa," the colonist replied, "are you okay, Doctor?"
Leonard nodded.
"I'm fine," he assured her, "just worn out from doing all these physicals."
"I'm only the second person you've seen today," Tresa objected.
Leonard grunted, as the pain in his chest flared, causing him to collapse.
"Doctor?" Tresa exclaimed as she rushed over to him.
He didn't respond.
"HELP!" Tresa yelled, before checking to see if the doctor was breathing.
He wasn't, but fortunately Tresa knew CPR, so she began administering chest compressions and pausing every 30 compressions for two breaths.
She also shouted for help again while she was compressing his chest hard enough that some of his ribs broke audibly.