An Inescapable Temptation. Scarlet Wilson
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Название: An Inescapable Temptation

Автор: Scarlet Wilson

Издательство: HarperCollins

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      She checked the urine sample for infection and it was clear. Francesca opened the nearby cupboard and pulled out another test. It was only a hunch and she could be wrong. Using a little pipette she dropped a few drops of urine onto the test and checked her watch. A little line appeared.

      Her heart gave a flutter in her chest. She hadn’t been wrong and for a second she felt almost elated. Then common sense pulled her back to reality.

      She needed help. And no matter how much he irritated her, she knew who to call.

      The pager sounded again.

      Gabriel was annoyed. What would be the reason for this ridiculous callout? A stubbed toe? A grazed elbow? He was going to have serious words with the team in the morning if this was what they normally dealt with.

      He glanced at the number on the pager. The medical centre. Francesca. Now, that was a surprise. She’d looked as if she’d rather set her hair on fire than ask him for help earlier.

      And as for the media request…

      It made his blood boil. His family were constantly in the paper—particularly in Italy. With the words ‘tragic’ usually appearing in the second sentence. Twenty-five years ago the media had been all over them and their ‘tragic’ loss. Every time they were mentioned in the press it was all raked over again.

      The last thing they needed was more painful reminders.

      Didn’t they get that the loss of Dante was imprinted on them for life, seared on their very souls?

      Gabriel had never once given an interview to a journalist.

      Correction. Gabriel had never knowingly given an interview to a journalist. The ugly remnants of a faked past relationship by an aspiring reporter burned hard. That, and his experience with Jill and a few others like her, told him that women weren’t to be trusted. Under any circumstances.

      It only took him a few moments to reach the medical centre.

      ‘What’s wrong?’

      Francesca was waiting at the door for him, some notes in her hands and a worried expression on her face.

      She thrust the notes towards him. ‘Elena Portiss, twenty-seven, severe abdominal pain, past history of endometriosis.’

      ‘Have you given her some analgesics?’

      ‘Not yet.’

      ‘Why not?’

      She hesitated just for a second. ‘Because she’s pregnant and she doesn’t know it. I think it may be an ectopic pregnancy,’ she said tentatively.

      Gabriel’s eyes skimmed over the notes in front of him. He’d no idea why she looked like a deer currently caught in the headlights. She’d done everything he would have expected. ‘Let’s find out.’

      Francesca caught his arm as he walked past her. ‘I haven’t given her any indication about what I think may be wrong.’ Gabriel caught the worried expression in her eyes. He understood completely. Endometriosis was frequently associated with infertility. To tell the patient that she was pregnant but that the pregnancy was ectopic would be a devastating blow. He strode through to the treatment room and spoke to Elena, who was lying on the examination couch, her face still racked in pain.

      ‘Hello, Elena,’ he said confidently, ‘my name is Dr Russo. I’m one of the ship’s doctors. Nurse Cruz has asked that I take a little look at you.’ He shook Elena’s trembling hand. As he placed his hands very gently on her stomach he noticed her visibly flinching. ‘I promise you, I will be very gentle.’

      He moved lightly across her abdomen, pressing gently with his fingertips from one side to the other. ‘Where is the pain worse? Here? Here?’

      Elena shook her head tensely, and then grimaced again in pain as his fingers reached her right side. The clinical signs were all present. She was pale, hypotensive, with lower abdominal tenderness and distension. That, together with a positive pregnancy test, gave an almost conclusive picture.

      Francesca watched him from the corner of the room. Had she been wrong to mention her tentative diagnosis? Other doctors might have thought she was stepping on their toes to make such a suggestion.

      But Gabriel hadn’t even blinked. He didn’t seem offended or annoyed with her suggestion. His only concern seemed to be for the patient.

      Given the hostility between them it could have been a perfect opportunity for him to take her to task.

      But apparently not. This man wasn’t exactly how she’d imagined him to be.

      ‘Okay, that’s me finished.’ He took his hands from Elena’s abdomen and stood next to her.

      ‘Do you know the date of your last period, Elena?’

      She shook her head miserably. ‘I have been bleeding on and off for several months. I can’t say for sure. I was taking the Pill, too, but it made me feel unwell, so I stopped. Then I had some light bleeding yesterday. I’m not sure when my last period was.’

      Gabriel nodded, ‘That’s okay’. He turned to Francesca. ‘Can you check her BP and pulse again for me, please, and draw some bloods? I’ll need her urea and electrolytes, but more importantly a full blood count, please.’

      Francesca nodded and set the monitor to retake Elena’s blood pressure while she opened the nearby drawer to find the blood bottles. Once the blood pressure had been recorded she removed the cuff and replaced it with a tourniquet to facilite taking some blood. It only took her a matter of seconds to locate a vein. ‘Just a little prick,’ she said to Elena as she gently slid the needle into the vein and attached the bottle to collect the blood samples. Francesca released the clip on the tourniquet, letting it spring apart, relieving the pressure on Elena’s arm. She placed the needle in the nearby sharps box and gave Gabriel a quick glance as she left the room. ‘I’ll phone Kevin and get him to do the blood results for us.’

      She wondered if he realised how quickly her heart was beating in her chest. Elena’s blood count would be a good indicator of whether her diagnosis was correct or not.

      It could also prove that her instincts were still completely off.

      The medical centre was equipped with a wide range of laboratory equipment that allowed the staff to carry out many diagnostic tests that were essential to diagnosing and treating patients. Kevin arrived a few minutes later, hair mussed, took the blood samples and prepared them for testing. When she returned to the room Gabriel was sitting next to the examination trolley, talking to Elena. Francesca could see the serious expression on his face and watched as he gently took Elena’s hand to explain her condition. Gabriel was surprising her. He was taking time to talk to Elena, to hold her hand and explain clearly what was happening. For some reason she found it almost the opposite of what she’d expected. This was a man who’d flung her friend out on the street at three o’clock in the morning yet here he was as a doctor, doing everything he should and showing empathy for his patient. In her head that just didn’t fit. Her curiosity was piqued.

      She listened quietly in the background.

      ‘Elena,’ he said gently, ‘I think it is СКАЧАТЬ