Sorry this took so long, I've been having a bit of a song and dance with our dear old friend the Doc Manager. All sorted now. :) I've got the next chapter ready to go so that should be up by tomorrow (fingers crossed.) I've turned on anonymous reviews (didn't even realise they were off) so you can review if you don't have an account now. Thanks for reading and for your support. E xx
Jay, Noel and Mac were gossiping. About Nick, who had just publicly lost his temper with some random medium woman. Mac was leant on the reception desk. "He's not going to be able to cover it up for long."
Jay nodded. "Does he really think no one would notice the-" Jay made a shaking motion with his hand.
Adam was about to say something, but Bella beat them to it. She slammed down the pile of patient files she was carrying next to them. "Hey guys. What's the story?"
They all looked sheepish.
"Oh yeah, I head that one too. Mr Jordan's an alcoholic. Mr Jordan has a headache because he works incredibly hard in an extremely pressurised job. Perhaps you guys should follow his lead and actually do some work instead of standing round gossiping all day. Noel, here's some files, Big Mac the heavily obese man in 4 needs moving to X-ray, and Jay- the heavily obese man sick needs clearing up too. Please."
Jay nodded headed off. Mac shook his head. "I've finished my shift actually."
"Then you should be gone. Hospital Handbook. Section 7e. Staff should not loiter on the premises in uniform after shift unless working overtime." Bella turned, to overhear Zoe saying to Adam. "So who does this really benefit?" She thought we should make Nick leave, a week ago she had been shagging him and now she can't wait to get rid of him. Bella frowned, she was normally a better judge of character.
Bella answered for him with a glare and, "Nice to see what a loyal department we have here, right Adam?"
Zoe didn't answer and walked away.
"Temper much?" Adam shook his head teasingly.
Bella rolled her eyes. "I just can't help it. He's their boss, they should have more respect instead of making assumptions and throwing rumours around. It's not like he's here to defend himself."
"You seem to have that one covered."
Bella smiled and picked up the pile of patient entry forms. "Severe Vomiting, Severe Diarrhea, Drunk, twisted ankle or Coffee cup burns? You know sometimes I really love this job."
"I'll take the drunk, the twisted ankle and the burns if you have severe and severe."
Bella shook her head, "First come first served." She handed him the patient cards for both the diarrhea and vomiting. "Have fun."