‘Let me through! I’m a doctor.’ ‘Don’t turn him over!’ ‘I’m a doctor. He’s still alive.’ ‘Someone should inform his family.’ ‘Poor guy …’ ‘I know him!’ ‘Was it suicide?’ ‘We have to find out his blood group.’ ‘He’s a customer of mine. He comes to my bar for a drink every morning.’ ‘He won’t be coming any more …’ ‘Is he drunk?’ ‘He smells of alcohol.’ ‘A glass of white, sitting at the bar. Same thing every morning, for years.’ ‘That doesn’t help us with his blood group …’
