"No medical facilities that I know of. I saw someone who might have been a doctor take a machete to the face..." Flint took the needle and thread."Seems the only thing I have been doing for the last hour is stitching" Flint joked as he began to get to work "there is another man who was pretty beat up, he is stitched up now but maybe you could give him the once over.,.. im sure we could all do with it to be honest" Flint tied off a piece of thread as he got to work on a second laceration. "I wouldn't go into The Pumphouse yet though" Flint nodded his head towards the building "Some kind of Mexican stand off over some money.... " Flint sighed remembering how desperate they all looked. "So what brings you to town?" Flint asked adding idle chit chat as they began to fix up the man.