Knowing Gold, the man had either neglected to or forgotten to eat anything for quite a while. Add that to all the stress, and he was probably getting a double whammy of shock and blood sugar crashing.
Well, at least it was Archie who'd found him in such a state. The medical training his psychiatry degree required (even if it was technically forged, he could still pass the exams to get a real one if he ever left Storybrooke for good) allowed him to come up with some basic treatment which should help. If things got worse, their next stop was the ER.
He spent a few minutes inside, ordering a few items and asking for something that Gold could use if he needed to be sick. The girl at the counter had been very sympathetic to the situation and had gone to the back to retrieve a grocery bag from some shopping they'd had to do earlier.
He returned to the table with the bag, a small bottle of orange juice, and a promise that she'd bring the rest of their order out to them. He sat down across from Gold, glad the table wasn't that big, and opened the orange juice bottle, setting it down within easy reach for the man.
"I know you're feeling rough right now, but I've got something I want you to drink slowly, all right? It should help. You don't need to open your eyes. I'll hand you what you need."
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Well, at least it was Archie who'd found him in such a state. The medical training his psychiatry degree required (even if it was technically forged, he could still pass the exams to get a real one if he ever left Storybrooke for good) allowed him to come up with some basic treatment which should help. If things got worse, their next stop was the ER.
He spent a few minutes inside, ordering a few items and asking for something that Gold could use if he needed to be sick. The girl at the counter had been very sympathetic to the situation and had gone to the back to retrieve a grocery bag from some shopping they'd had to do earlier.
He returned to the table with the bag, a small bottle of orange juice, and a promise that she'd bring the rest of their order out to them. He sat down across from Gold, glad the table wasn't that big, and opened the orange juice bottle, setting it down within easy reach for the man.
"I know you're feeling rough right now, but I've got something I want you to drink slowly, all right? It should help. You don't need to open your eyes. I'll hand you what you need."