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Barry finds a payphone, dialing Bart’s number and waiting for the receiver to kick in. “Gotham General Emergency Room, now.” He knows by the time he finishes his sentence Bart will arrive anyway so he doesn’t bother saying anything else, he just hangs up.
Barry looks at his grandson, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I-it’s Wally. I need you to start donating blood.”
Bart adopts a shocked look, not knowing what happened. “Wha–what happened?”