Wen Qing stays back as the two new men converse. She doesn't bat an eye when her patient looks like he's reaching for a dagger. She does, however, look at Cheng when he starts making a rumbling sound. That can't be a good sign..

She reaches out and puts a hand on his arm. "A-Cheng," she whispers softly. "Would you go find one of those chairs on wheels?"

Stepping closer, she address the other two. "We won't have you walk, Khun Vegas. Would you allow me to check on your condition?"