Billionaire's Escort - Page 218

the patient's care back over to the nurses. Chicago General's ER was a well-oiled machine, and I loved being a part of it.

Liz, however, did not love the ER, and she took every opportunity to escape it. I often found her hanging out in the pharmacy or in ICU. She had made friends with the people who ran the show there and seemed to enjoy their company more than she did working the floor. I worried that if she got caught skipping out on her ER rotation, she'd fail this portion of her internship and not graduate in June, and I couldn't imagine not having Liz there on the best day of my life.

"Elizabeth Baker! What are you doing?" I exclaimed as I came around the corner and found her lying face down on a gurney outside of the ICU.

"Taking a short nap," she said in a voice thick with sleep. "I'm tired, Alex. I need my rest."

"You're working, Liz! Get up!" I ordered as I pulled at her arm and tried to get her off the gurney.

"I don't wanna," she protested as she turned her body into a dead weight. "I need a short nap."

"Liz, you're being ridiculous," I hissed as I yanked her arm harder, failing to get her up on her feet. "You need to get up! What if Mrs. Rikka..."

"What if Mrs. Rikka what?" said a familiar voice just behind my left shoulder.

"Oh, um, Mrs. Rikka," I stammered as I let go of Liz's arm and turned around to face the nursing supervisor. She was wearing a mustard colored dress with sensible brown shoes and her glasses hung on a pearl chain around her neck. "Liz is sick. I think it's the flu."

"Is it really?" Mrs. Rikka said with a raised eyebrow as she glanced at Liz and then turned her laser like stare back on me. "I wasn't aware that Miss Baker had been sick."

"Oh, she's been throwing up all day." I nodded vigorously, trying to convey the seriousness of Liz's condition.

"I see," Mrs. Rikka said as she stepped closer to the gurney and shook Liz's shoulder. "Miss Baker, is this true? Are you ill?"

"I’m not sick just tired,” Liz mumbled into the pillow under her head. "Just need a nap.”

"Then perhaps you should get more sleep. Or maybe you should be checked by a doctor rather than lying on a gurney in the middle of the hall," Mrs. Rikka said sharply. "Get up, Miss Baker. I want you to see a doctor. Now."

"Liz, get up," I whispered into her ear with an urgency that seemed to cut through whatever fog had taken over my friend's brain. "C'mon, you need to see a doctor."

Liz slowly raised herself up off of the gurney and let me drape her arm around my shoulder so I could walk her down to the ER. Mrs. Rikka stared at us both. Her eyes narrowed as she carefully gave Liz a once over.

"I'm not sure what Miss Baker is suffering from, but it does not appear to be the flu," she observed. "Nonetheless, I want her checked out by a doctor, Miss Pierce."

"Yes, ma'am." I nodded as I helped Liz up. I walked slowly hoping that Mrs. Rikka would let us go without further questioning. The sound of the supervisor's shoes clicking on the floor told me that she was leaving, and I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked at my friend.

"Liz, what have you been doing?" I whispered.

"Nothing, I’m just tired. Get off my back," she mumbled as I kept her moving.

In the ER, Leslie set up a cot to one side and we maneuvered Liz onto it so that the resident could check her out. Leslie let me take Liz's vitals and pronounced them normal as she did a few tests to see how awake and aware she was.

"Looks like she might have taken something," Leslie commented as she pulled up Liz's eyelids and checked her pupil reflexes. "But then again, she might be sick. We’ll run some tests and see what shows up. Do you know of anything she might have taken?”

"No, I don't," I said, shaking my head. I turned to Liz and asked, "Liz, are you on drugs?"

"Drugs? What the hell?" Liz said a little more coherently. "Jesus, I told you, I’m just tired. Would you all back off?”

"She's been saying that since I found her in the hallway." I shrugged. "No idea what it means."

"She'd better be careful," Leslie warned. "If Frau Rikka finds her--"

"She already did." I sighed. "She ordered me to bring her to find out what's going on."

"Aww, shit," Leslie said, shaking her head slowly. "There's gonna be a report about this, and you're going to have to most likely answer a ton of questions. And if Liz has been doing drugs, it’s likely she’ll be expelled from the program."

"Shit," I muttered under my breath.

"Indeed." Leslie nodded. "Rikka is a hard ass about rules, and she rarely does anything that doesn't completely conform to them. She's a bitch in heels, and she runs a tight ship."

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