Madeline informs him that she is a doctor.

Madeline believes that her best way out of this mess--or at least the best way to avoid being another fuck toy for every Powder Ganger in the NCR correctional facility is to prove her worth as a doctor. Doctors are always needed, even criminals need them.

"I am of use to you." Madeline steps slightly forward.

"OH you will be a use to ALL of us." Eddie grins wickedly.

"Look--I am a doctor. I can help you and your crew out." Madeline stands up tall as if to confer confidence, even if just to herself.

Eddie's left eye bow goes up. "You are a doctor? Yeah fucking right."

"I am---and I can prove it." Madeline insists.

"Oh yeah and how is that?" Eddie snickers in disbelief.

"Shoot him." Madeline points to Jake. Jake's eyes suddenly go wide.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me." Jake protests.

"What do I look like a moron?" Eddie asks Madeline a mean look in his eye.

"Shoot him and I will fix him right here and now. If I can't you and all your boys can have their way with me." Madeline doubles down.

"We could do that if we wanted to anyway." Eddie snaps.

"But how much better would it be to have a doctor who can patch you and your boys up?" Madeline stands firm.

One of the body guards pipes in "You know boss all we got is that hack medic Hannagin--"

"Shut your mouth" Jake cuts the goon off "she is a lying bitch." Jake raises his fist to strike a quick blow to Madeline when a sudden, deafening ring lets out. Jake never gets to finish his strike. A shot from Eddie's pistol shatters bone and flesh flies as a bullet strikes Jake's forearm.

"No one tells my guys to shut up." He spits at Jake before looking at Madeline "Okay--Get to work."

Madeline suddenly realizes now is her chance. She moves quickly to Jake who was laying on the ground cradling his damaged arm in tears. Madeline takes a knee--looks around to those around her and reaches out to the closest goon's crotch. To a shock and surprise of the goon Madeline quickly undoes the belt and quickly fastens a tourniquet two fingers length above the wound. Apply a little more than necessary pressure to Jake's arm, making him squirm in despair.

Eventually the flow of bright red blood stops. Madeline scrambles in her first aid kit, now on Jake's person (stolen from her) and she applies a stimpack to the most important part of the forearm. Then a pressure bandage to help stanch the wound.

"He will need to have the forearm amputated unless you have microsurgery facilities I can use."

"Ha ha ha ha" Eddie laughs "We ain't got shit--but you seem like a doctor to me. Give that fucker a hook on his hand for all I care." He smiles.