[ That's exactly what Bruce imagines when he hears Steve saying 'cleared' - that he'll just run out of here the moment he gets the opportunity, whether he's told that it's safe or not for him to do so. Bruce doesn't say that out loud, though, instead continues to inspect the wound for a while, going through the options in his head right now. ]

I can call Wanda and ask her to come by once I'm done with this. [ He starts gathering some supplies, setting them down on a trolley next to the table where Steve's sitting. ] You should get some rest afterwards, anyway. You might be a super soldier, but that doesn't mean you can't get hurt seriously. Or die.

[ Said with a rather pointed look at the Captain, a slight frown that borderlines on Disappointed Dad vibe. There's a growing guilt beneath the surface, though, and it doesn't ease up much through it all. Even if Steve made it, he's still badly injured, and Bruce didn't do much at all to try and stop that from happening. ]

Lie down on your stomach. [ He gets a small vial from one of the drawers in the cart, as well as a syringe sealed up in a bag. ] I know these usually don't do much for you, but-- let's try a higher dose. If it helps with the pain even for a few seconds, it'll be better than nothing.