Donald couldn't help but be amused by Reddington's constant annoyance. He'd been there for one day, and the doctors were driving him up the wall. It seemed like every ten minutes, they wanted to come back in and draw blood or check on him. It had been nearly three in the morning by the time he was permitted to drift off into slumber. Sadly, that had been short lived. An hour later, he had been woken up.
"Uncle Frank, you look tired." Donald stated. Red gave him a tired glare before leaning his head back and closing his eyes. "Should I get one of the nurses to check on you?" He asked with a smirk. He gave a low chuckle when he saw the left side of Red's face twitch in annoyance.
"Good morning, Mr. Ressler." Called a nurse as she walked in. Red groaned and opened his eyes to look at her. "I just need to check a few things, and I'll be out of your hair." She added, and Donald refrained from making a joke about Red being bald.
She walked over to Red before tilting his head back. Donald smirked at Red's irritation of having the nurse's hand grabbing and gently squeezing his throat. Red knew it was to check for swelling, but he was paranoid that she'd try to strangle him. That came with being a criminal.
"Open your mouth." She instructed. He did as ordered as Ressler chuckled.
"Getting him to shut his mouth is the tricky part." He stated. Red's held up his middle finger just out of the nurse's view. She shined a small light at the back of his throat and squinted. "Everything okay?" Ressler asked, playing his part as the concerned nephew even though he didn't really give a damn about Red. The only thing he was concerned with was catching Lisa and bringing her to justice.
"There seems to be damage done to back of his throat. It isn't too bad but could turn into a big problem if he strained it too much, especially since what he was given acted as a blood thinner."
"What kind of problem?" Donald asked, completely serious. Red closed his mouth as the nurse put the light into one of her pockets.
"If he starts bleeding, it'll be extremely difficult to stop." She replied before looking back to Red. "For the next few days, I suggest you refrain from coughing or talking if possible."
Red just sighed and laid his head back again. He closed his eyes and tried to block everything out. Honestly, he just wanted to get some sleep.
Jade stepped into her hideout, an abandoned house, before dropping everything on the old dirty armchair. She opened Lisa's purse and dumped the contents out. Most was just make up and what looked like medications, but there was something that caught her eye. It was a small electronic device that looked a bit like a map with a red dot blinking on it.
She picked it up before examining it. She didn't know what the dot was supposed to represent, but she wanted to find out. She shoved everything else back into the bag before leaving the hideout.
Jade wondered why the tracking device was leading her to the hospital but was too curious to really care. She worried that she'd be asked why she was there. Somehow, no one bothered asking her anything, and she walked through the white halls with no problem.
It wasn't long before she stood in front of Red's room. The door was opened. So, she stood to the side and peered in at the two men. Squinting at Red, Jade wondered where she had seen that face before. When realization struck her, she nearly dropped the device in shock. This was Raymond Reddington! He was number four on the most wanted list and happened to have the FBI offering a large reward for his capture. Jade had finally found her way to get out of poverty.