"There is a pain in my leg--here, right above the ankle.

Ouch!" Fred saw the German officer slip his hand down over the spot to which Boris pointed, and his touch dragged the exclamation of pain from Boris.
"You can't walk, that's certain!" said the German.

"You've got pluck, boy! There's a nasty break there.

You need a surgeon! Well, I'll have to do what I can for you until we can find one.

Can you stand a little more pain?
Niehoff, give me your emergency kit.