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for?’
    ‘BMG, FBC, clotting screen and U and Es,’ Christy said calmly, reaching for the forms to go with the bottles and filling out all of them except the doctor’s signature. ‘I’ll just go and arrange for a chest X-ray because it’s obvious that you’re going to need one of those.’
    She thought she saw a flicker of amusement and admiration in Alessandro’s eyes as she walked towards the phone.
    By the time she’d finished, Alessandro was examining the patient, who by now was so drowsy she could barely answer and was making little sense at all.
    Christy was just wondering whether the woman had actually lapsed into unconsciousness when she gave another groan, rolled onto her side and vomited weakly.
    Christy got the bowl there in time and Alessandro frowned.
    ‘We need to give her some morphine and an anti-emetic. Christy, I want you to arrange an urgent CT scan and contact the neurosurgeons.’
    ‘I’ve already arranged the scan and the neurosurgeons are on their way down.’ Christy drew up the drugs that he’d requested and gave them to him to check while Billy stared in amazement.
    ‘You called the scanning department already? When did you arrange that?’
    ‘At the same time that I arranged the chest X-ray. It seemed sensible.’ Christy checked the woman’s observations on the monitor. ‘She’s showing signs of raised intracranial pressure, do you want to give her some IV mannitol?’
    ‘We’ll do the scan straight away and discuss it with the neurosurgeons,’ Alessandro said, a strange light in his eyes as he looked at her. ‘I’d forgotten what it was like to work with you.’
    She gave him a cool look. ‘Had you?’ He thought of her as the mother of his children, she realised suddenly. He didn’t really see her as an individual any more.
    Didn’t think she was a capable nurse.
    ‘Is there anything else you need?’ she asked. ‘Because her sister is in the waiting room and she needs an update. I can send Donna through to help you here and go with her to the scanner.’
    ‘Go and talk to the sister,’ Alessandro said immediately, ‘and tell her I’ll be able to tell her more once we’ve done the scan and talked to the neurosurgeons.’
    Christy pulled off her apron, washed her hands and then walked towards the relatives’ room.

CHAPTER FOUR
    ‘S O WHAT’S it like having your wife under your nose in the department,’ Jake asked cheerfully as he piled butter onto a baked potato and dropped two bars of chocolate on his tray.
    ‘Surprisingly good. At least she knows what she’s doing, which is more than can be said for half the people I’m expected to work with at the moment.’ Alessandro eyed Jake’s tray with disbelief as they stood in the queue, waiting to pay. ‘Blackwell, you do realise that the contents of your tray are likely to give you a heart attack before morning?’
    Jake shrugged. ‘Chocolate and baked potatoes are the only edible objects in this restaurant. And I don’t see why you’re surprised about Christy. She was always a brilliant nurse. The brightest I ever worked with.’
    ‘I forgot you worked with her.’
    ‘She did an obstetrics module. All the doctors were crazy about her.’
    Alessandro scowled. ‘I didn’t need to hear that.’
    ‘Why not? It’s the truth.’ Jake studied a cake loaded with cream. ‘Christy is gorgeous.’
    ‘You’re talking about the mother of my children,’ Alessandro said coldly, and Jake shrugged and walked past the cake.
    ‘So? That doesn’t stop her being gorgeous. And, anyway, I thought you didn’t want her any more.’
    Alessandro inhaled sharply. ‘Who said I didn’t want her any more?’
    ‘You didn’t follow her to London.’
    ‘She left to get away from me,’ Alessandro said grittily. ‘I assumed that following her would inflame the situation.’
    ‘Did you?’ Jake shot him a curious look. ‘You really don’t understand women at all, do you?’
    Alessandro stared at his friend with