Cursing under his breath as it didn't take more than an external exam to see that Zuko was already deep into the stages of shock, the immediate threat was the abnormal heart rate.

At least, Wilson was going to go on the assumption that it was abnormal, since it was hard to tell with the residents of Fandom. Grabbing the scissors up once more he finished making shreads of Zuko's clothes and pointed Bel towards a cabinet.

"In there, red box, looks like a tool kit, should say 'External Pacemaker' on it, grab it would you."

While he directed Bel, he reached down and adjusted the bed Zuko lay on so that his legs were pitched slightly higher than his head, his other hand reaching for a lactate ringer bag and catheter needle.

"Do you know how long the lightening was striking his body?"