Larissa nodded, thinking the poor woman needed far more than a pain pill.
She batted a wave of helplessness aside. “Are you hurt anywhere else?” she
asked. “Maybe you hit your head? Or your ribs?”
“No, just my wrist.”
“All right, I’m going to check in with Dr. Allen, and then I’ll be right back.”
“Sure.” Annie’s gaze jerked away, causing Larissa’s stomach to knot
She recognized the signs and symptoms of abuse. Only too well. Dark
memories from the past threatened to overwhelm her, and she fought them back
with an effort. Struggling to keep her emotions under control, she grabbed an ice
pack from the supply rack and then went searching for Dr. Gabe Allen, the
physician in charge of the patients on her team.
He was on the phone talking to the inpatient hospitalist about a patient he
wanted admitted. She hovered nearby, waiting until he finished his call. He hung
up the phone and flashed a warm smile. “Hi, Larissa, what’s up?”
His smile was far too attractive, an effect she’d been fighting for months now.
So far, she thought she was hiding her feelings pretty well. “I need you to
examine my patient in room four,” she said in a soft tone in a voice. “I’m
convinced she’s being physically abused.”