"Hey love, I thought you've left already." The doctor says when standing up straight, holding out the phone for the nurse to take. His eyes growing wide when they finally meet Harry's and his stomach turns at the sight. They're red rimmed and the whites of his eyes have turned yellow- his skin also taking on the same colour. "Harry?" He asks when the nurse doesn't say anything and only stares at him, his breathing shallow before he starts falling forward prompting the doctor to catch him. "ZAYN!" Louis exclaims, his panicked voice ringing through the reception area and within seconds the raven-haired doctor is next to him, swallowing hard and eyes widening at the sight in front of him.

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
It takes Zayn only a few seconds before survival mode kicks in and he starts barking out orders. "Get him on a bed." He tells Louis, who's picked the nurse up in the meantime. "Get him ready for a abdominal ultrasound." He tells the nurse who comes rushing towards them. "Call the OR and tell them to prep for an emergency cholecystectomy." He gives the order to the nurse behind the reception desk. "I'm pretty sure it's his gallbladder, but let's make sure yeah." He tells Louis when he joins him at the bed he's placed Harry on.
Louis only nods his head. His mouth dry and his own breathing labored as he watches everyone around him spring to work. A cart with the ultrasound machine on gets pulled closer and Louis gets pushed out of the way. His heart starting to beat faster as he eyes Zayn squirting gel on Harry's stomach and then starts dragging the wand over it. 
"Fucking hell!" Zayn exclaims while he's eyes are fixed on the screen. "There aren't many, but the ones that are there, are huge." He notes and then turns towards the nurse standing behind him. "Tell Doctor Hughes to get ready to scrub in-"
"I can do it." Louis suddenly speaks.
"Do what?" Zayn asks, his eyes back on the screen in front of him. He knows what Louis is getting at, but he also knows that he doesn't want his friend in the OR with him. He needs someone who can keep a clear head. Harry's already showing symptoms of septic shock, and the last thing he needs is for Louis to lose it should something happen.
"Scrub in." Louis replies, annoyed that Zayn even had to ask.
"Lou." Zayn says while removing the wand from Harry's stomach and then looking up at his friend. "Rather not, buddy." He adds and gets up, making his way over to his friend when Louis' eyes starts turning glossy.
"But it's Harry, Zayn." The blue eyed doctor manages before a loud sob escapes his throat and Zayn pulls him in for a hug.
"Hey now." Zayn comforts. "He's gonna be alright, yeah?" He says. "And at any other time, you know I'd prefer you assisting me, but right now you're not in the right frame of mind to do so, yeah?" The doctor explains, even though he's sure Louis knows.
"Yeah." Louis replies and looks back down to the nurse that's still passed out on the bed.
"Right." Zayn says and taps the bed with his hand, tilting his head to the side indicating to the nurses to start moving him to the OR. "He'll be fine." He adds, giving his friend a soft smile.