The stench of blood and chloroform hung thick in the air and the doctor, usually the patient and "normal" one, bellowed at her to get out. Mr. Holmes stood at his elbow, looking only faintly disturbed at what was happening.
Mrs. Hudson fled from the room obediently. She had seen many an upsetting thing in her years of renting rooms to Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson but this impromptu surgery on the dining table was quite likely was the most upsetting. Really, the doctor was giving Mr. Holmes a run for his money on being the worst tenant in London.