"Where are you hurt?" Ryan asked, helping the maan to stand. He wrapped his muscular arm around the other man, and began to walk back to his car very slowly. "We might want to get you to a hospital." He said softly. 

Ryan felt his head clar as he felt the rush of doing his duty as an EMT. It was a job that you did on and off the clock no matter who was hurt, where you were, or what was wrong. Ryan moved slowly and grabbed his keys from his back pocket. 

They reached the ssmall car a moment later and Ryan helped the man sit on the passenger side. "I should assess you injuries." He said quickly and started to lift the other man's shirt.