The surgeon on Joseph’s crew really was a rare find, an Oxford graduate the physician had found a place to carry out his curiosities; that’s not to say he didn’t do a good job, nor that he needlessly experimented on any of the sailors, but there was greater.. flexibility in trial and error when your patients hadn’t too many family or ties to answer to. In times where the classical theory of the human body and medicine in general were giving way to more modern, scientific ideas, he was certainly ahead of his time - too much so for his colleagues and mentors in the field, who regarded him with some trepidation. 

[i]By God this girl is stubborn[/i], Joseph could feel Elissa shudder as she turned pale, and yet refused to be tended to; she slipped her arm from Joseph’s grasp but collapsed after a moment. Joseph was close enough to hand to wrap his arms around her waist as she crumpled, he held her tight to his body before he scooped her up. “It’s a gunshot, to her shoulder” he informed the surgeon, he looked over to Rat being subdued by the crew, “search him and lock him up lads, I’ll deal with that later” he instructed, then followed briskly after the surgeon. 

[i]What a nightmare[/i], Joseph had never intended for any of this to happen of course, for one he didn’t want to lose his valuable bargaining asset but more-so, he did have some regret that Elissa got hurt, he just wasn’t in that business.