Jimmy didn't participate in helping those around; he was just standing guard with a gun, taking the time to check on himself.
Jimmy wasn't completely unscathed. A fragment of something unknown had cut the back of his left calf, and now the blood had soaked through his pant leg, making the pants stick to his leg noticeably.
For now, nothing else was found; the issue wasn't severe.
Jimmy looked around, went to the back door of the Suburban, opened it, and took out the first aid kit. He first tied a tourniquet around his leg tightly, then directly cut the pant leg open, sprinkled Hemostatic Powder on it, and wrapped it with a bandage to manage temporarily. The ambulance would arrive soon.
