has ever showed up.’
‘I’ll take that on board,’ she said. ‘Thank you for pointing it out. And now I need to go and see to my other patients…unless there was something else you wanted?’
He made an exaggerated movement away from her, backing off and indicating with a swish of his hands that she was free to go on her way. ‘Don’t let me stop you,’ he said.
‘I won’t.’
She was in no mood to parry words with Sam Boyd any longer. In fact, one way or another, she was coming close to the end of her tether. Over the course of the last couple of weeks she’d lost the job she’d set her heart on, the department looked as if it was heading down the road to closure, her sister had disappeared, leaving her with a baby to look after, and as soon as she left here, she had to go and take over the reins of her grandparents’ smallholding. And that was without battling to stay composed while doing the work of several people because of staff shortages.
It dawned on her as she went about her work that there was only one course of action to take…and there was no time like the present to see it through. As soon as she had a free moment, she stopped by the human resources office and informed the admin clerk that she would not be renewing her contract.
‘I’ll pass the information on to your head of department,’ the clerk said, ‘but I expect you’ll want to do that personally, too.’ She carefully checked the details on the computer. ‘Youstill have a couple of weeks’ leave due,’ the woman said. ‘You’ll need to take it right away.’
‘Okay. I’ll do that.’
Ruby left the office a few minutes later. A feeling of relief washed over her now that it was done, and all she had to do now was go in search of Sam and let him know what was happening. When she couldn’t find him, she told his secretary what she was doing and left a note on the desk in his office before going back to work.
The calm feeling stayed with her, even when Michelle came hurrying over to her.
‘Ruby, you need to come right away. It’s your patient, Mr Dryden—his scan shows a nasty laceration to his spleen. He’s bleeding internally, and the radiologist says he needs to go to theatre right away.’
‘Okay,’ she said. ‘I’ll organise it. Thanks, Michelle.’
Somehow, it wasn’t unexpected. She studied the radiology films and then gathered a team together, making sure that her patient was prepped for surgery. She would have preferred to do a repair operation, but, as things turned out, the damage to his spleen was too great, and she had no choice but to remove it.
It meant that his health would need to be monitored on a regular basis from now on since he could be more prone to suffer infections, but at least disaster had been averted, and his life had been saved.
When she came back down from theatre some time later, she wrote up the patient’s notes and arranged for him to be admitted to a surgical ward.
‘You’ll probably need to stay in hospital for a few days,’ she told him when the nurse came to transfer him over there. ‘After that, you should be fine, but you’ll need to see your GP to arrange follow-up appointments.’
‘Thanks,’ he said. He was still pale and drowsy from the operation. ‘The nurse told me you saved my life.’
She smiled. ‘You’re welcome. That’s what I’m here for, to do whatever I can.’
Michelle wheeled him away with the help of a porter, and Ruby headed back towards the central desk.
‘You see,’ she told Sam when she discovered him there, rummaging through the patients’ files. ‘I knew things were not quite right with our Mr Dryden.’ The urge to say I told you so had the better of her. ‘You should take note of what my instincts tell me. I don’t make these decisions lightly.’
‘You’re right,’ he said, giving her a wry smile. ‘It’s because of your actions that he’s here to tell the tale.’ His gaze drifted over her. ‘And I’ll bet
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