They weren't sure if he was going to pull through. It certaintly didn't seem like he would, seeing him lay in the hospital bed, body covered in bandages. The gang would do what they could for him, but all they could do was visit and talk to him. If only there was a medicine Johnny could take to make him all better, rather than just numb the pain. But even if there was, it wasn't like they, a group of greasers, would be able to afford it. But like Johhny told them;
The remedy is the experience.