Jim doesn't stop while waiting for Wikus to answer. He's there to get a few things and not press onto some topic with one of his new roommates, even if the guy looks like a complete mess right now. Jim figures he wouldn't have been released if he were dying, though. At least he hopes so.

"I was thinking more along the lines of stopping the bleeding altogether," Jim says, fully aware that he doesn't have the information needed to say if that's even possible at all. "If you want to, I know someone who could try to help. He could take a look, at least. Wouldn't hurt."

If he wants to, of course. Jim's not going to impose. It's just a simple offer Wikus is welcome to accept if and whenever he feels like.