"Come here now..." The Boss shuffled over to Liwei and took one of the big muscular hands with his own gnarled one. He edged the both of them back to the bench. "I'm going to wake the child up... Maybe he'll shift... If not, I'll..." He coughed momentarily. "Things will get a little messy, hmm? You should write down what happens. In detail, if you would. I must warn you, my accuracy isn't what it used to be." He carefully took one of the syringes filled with adrenaline and plunged it in to Ambrose's arm, not yet removing the sheet.