Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or anything that has got to do with
ER, but this story and new character. Please don't sue me; I'm just doing
this in memory of Lucy Knight.
This fanfic is an "AU" or Alternate Universe.
A KNIGHT'S LEGACY
Chapter III:
A Doctor's Heart
by
Tiffany
Pop Quiz
It was around 3:00PM; Gabriel was in the waiting area, he was instructed by Dr. Greene to tell some patients not to crowd up the ER...
"Please, everyone," he was already shouting. "One companion per patient... one!"
But this is the ER, some people just didn't want to listen and every effort that Gabriel was exerting seemed so futile as no one would even follow his requests... occasionally he would turn around to see if people could help him get the situation done, but Randi, Frank, the nurses and the doctors were too busy... too busy smirking while watching him struggle in the middle of the ER.
"But we need to be here!" one man from the back shouted.
"Yes, we're family!" A woman who was with two more people argued. And a couple of more reasons were voiced out, all of which, seems to be attacking him and not the rules.
"Hey!" a voice from a woman from Gabriel's back echoed through the room. "If you don't follow our rules, we might as well not be able to do our jobs! You people crowding up in here limits our capability to move around and treat the members of your family. Now, if you still won't listen it's either we get security or your cousin, son, father or whoever it is that we are treating might as well be worse!"
With this comment, most of the people reluctantly got out of the ER, leaving the waiting area almost two-thirds less.
"Smooth." Gabriel was impressed.
"Yeah? Try doing that for almost the rest of your life and you'll understand."
The woman continued...
"I believe you'll be my doctor-apprentice. I am Dr. Jing-Mei Chen."
"Yeah. That's me. It really took me a while to find you and here, you're the one who found me."
"Well, I don't think I need to explain my whereabouts to you, Knight."
"I never asked for it."
"Clever. Anyway, so... little intelligent clerk, who--according to Abby-- successfully located the internal jugular vein and common carotid artery earlier, tell me..."
She paused; it appeared that Chen was thinking of a question...
"...a female patient, 25, presents with severe pain in her navel, complaints of going frequently to the bathroom, and fluid discharge, you will?"
Gabriel stopped and thought,
"Is the patient sexually active?"
"Why ask that?"
"Maybe it's STD or..."
"Say, you don't know and she won't tell, she's very... private. What'll you do?"
He paused a while before answering,
"Say, get a urine exam. Test for UTI and other bladder and kidney infections... uhm... that would be the S.O.P., right?"
Chen didn't respond. Gabriel continued, getting a little nervous and embarrassed...
"If she tests... positive for... Urinary Tract Infection... then, treat with Cotrimoxazole... or Sulfamethoxazole, 800mg twice daily for seven days."
"What if she's negative?"
"I'll make a differential diagnosis... if that's not UTI, then maybe..."
Chen cut him short,
"Maybe?"
"No. If... if... if that's not UTI, then I'll arrange for a pelvic or pap smear and get a biopsy for possibilities of an ovarian carcinoma or... mayb... I mean, get an ultrasound..."
Chen just looks at him, her left eyebrow slightly raised. Finally he managed to say,
"You know what, I'll just hand her to OB/Gyn if she's negative for UTI."
Chen laughed. "Easy way out. Well, that was good. You obviously were memorizing your book." She stresses the word 'memorizing'.
Chen continued, "well, I expect with that performance you won't be much of a trouble student... so, here's what you're gonna do... go for rounds, record the patient's vitals in rooms which seems interesting enough for you. Sign your name at the bottom and the time..."
She looks up at Gabriel, who was staring at her,
"...oh c'mon, Gabriel, you know the drill. Just get their vitals. If you have questions, I'll just be around, find me. If you get into trouble... I'm not your resident." Chen with an almost-smile, walked away.
Mommy and Daddy, where art thou?
Hours have passed; Gabriel was almost finished with the rounds. Going to the different rooms he met some interesting patients. Though he was quite intrigued about the one who introduced himself as Pablo. He kept on complaining about a 'green bus trip' two years ago... Gabriel didn't really understand what was it about but it definitely kept his mind off the coming hours in which he would have to go home, and study some more.
Gabriel walked the corridor; he stopped to pick up a sheet of paper--a prescription pad--from the floor.
"Hey, so how was it?" A male doctor, with odd, dyed hair asked.
Gabriel stood up while saying: "Uhm, fine. The day was unusually fast for me."
"Whoa! You're tall. I'm Dr. Dave Malucci. Call me Dr. Dave, if not, I'll break your neck."
"Dr. Dave..." Gabriel shook Malucci's hand.
"OK, I'm gonna go in now..." Malucci headed for the door of Exam One but then quickly turned around. "Hey,"
"Ya?" Gabriel didn't expect him to turn around and talk to him again.
"Don't waste your time picking up those pads, let housekeeping do it."
"Well, I wondered what if some lunatic patient got it and tried it to buy some substance... the I figured I'd better do it before that happens."
"Oh, yeah. I... I used to do that once you know... to keep the streets safe... from druggies... yeah..." Malucci nodded.
"I'm sure you did." Gabriel answered trying to hide his sarcasm. What again did Lucy call Malucci? Ahh, 'Dr. I'm-so-cool-I-don't-need-the-rules!'
"Right. I'm gonna get inside now." Malucci said embarrassed, he never thought that prescriptions lying around could really get someone in trouble.
Gabriel was heading to the lounge. It was about twenty minutes before seven. In county, the med student's first hospital shift would only be for twelve hours and the succeeding ones for thirty-six. Twenty more minutes and he'd be out of there.
*Well, I'm almost out. I need to rest. Man, this job's crazy... but worth it. *
"Hey, what are you doing there?" Gabriel asked a little girl who was balled up in one corner of the ER.
"I'm tired. I've been looking for Mommy for so long. I can't find her. Can you help me find her?" the little girl's eyes beamed.
"Sure. We'll find your Mom. Is she a patient?"
"No. My Dad is."
"Your dad is sick?"
The girl didn't respond. Gabriel continued:
"OK, but before we find them, tell me your name first."
"Shayla." Her voice was soft. It was like a little angel's. Gabriel thought that his shift wasn't really that bad. First, he meets a little boy in the train, Mikhail, and now, he's helping this little girl... Pediatrics would also be nice.
"I'm Gabriel. So Shayla, how old are you?"
"Four." The girl sticks out three fingers.
This made Gabriel smile. He reaches up to her hand and carefully flicks another finger up.
"Oh, yeah. It takes a while getting used to it," the little girl blushed for not remembering how to properly stick her fingers up to show her age.
"Can you walk?"
"I'm too tired."
"Too tired... alright. Say, a piggy-back ride?"
The girl leaps from her position into Gabriel's back. Gabriel continued: "So, where did you last see Mommy?"
"There," Shayla pointed out to the direction of Exam 2.
"OK, exam 2 it is!" but before Gabriel could place another step a man appeared in front of him, about 8 yards away.
"You! Keep your hands off my daughter, freakin' son of a –b***h!"
Gabriel quickly put Shayla down and anticipated the man's attack. The man leaped in front of him but luckily, Gabriel was able to avoid him. The man fell flat on his chest. Gabriel quickly held the man's arm tight behind him. Malucci stormed out of Exam 1 after hearing some clashing noises due to the pile of hospital stocks that were thrown away. Malucci helped Gabriel restrain the man.
"Get off me, you freakin' sons-of-a-b***h! Get off me, I'll kill yah!!!" the man yelled out even louder.
Weaver tried to rush to the three but her crutches prevented her from moving too fast.
"Call security!" Weaver ordered.
Two security guards and a woman rushed to the scene. The officers put handcuffs on the man while the woman rushed to the direction of the frightened child.
"Honey, stop crying, Mommy's here."
"Don't arrest him just yet. Let's just place him on the Psych ward. I've called Legaspi for a consult." Weaver instructs the officers. Then turning to Malucci and Gabriel: "Are the two of you okay?"
"Yes. We're fine," Gabriel responded.
"Yeah, piece of cake," added Malucci who was sweating like a pig.
"Schizophrenia?"
"I think so, Gabriel. But Psych is the one to determine that," Weaver answered. "I'm gonna go now to follow Mr. Connell to Psych. Gabriel I can understand that you're already off, but can you take care of Mrs. Connell and her daughter just this once?"
"No problem."
"Chief, I could do it."
"No, Malucci, go back to your patient. Pablo needs you," Weaver left after her orders were given.
"Dyke."
"What?" Gabriel asked, quite shocked.
"Weaver's a lesbian. That Legaspi's her, you know."
"Oh, so... what's wrong with that? Isn't it not our business anymore."
"Whatever you say, but if you want to survive here, you will need to give a little more spice to our daily news once in a while."
"OK. Dr. Dave, I have to ..." Gabriel pointed to the direction of the mother and daughter at the side of the corridor.
"Go," Malucci agrees.
Gabriel went back to Shayla and her mother. Shayla was crying.
"Both of you okay?" he asked, almost apologetically.
"We're going to be fine," the mother responded. "Thank you."
"No problem." To Shayla: "Hey, don't cry, everything's gonna be okay."
"He was nice before. But now... maybe he doesn't love us anymore."
"Oh honey," Mrs. Connell wipes the tears off her daughter's cheeks.
"Of course he does. Your Dad was just tired. Maybe he wasn't feeling well. But it'll be okay. I promise."
Gabriel's words were comforting. Shayla turned to her mother:
"Mom, do you know how old am I?"
Mrs. Connell pretended not to know. "How?"
"Four." Shayla sticks up her fingers once more, this time she got it right. There were four fingers wiggling right in front of her mother's face.
"Wow! You got it right, honey! I'm so proud of you!" her mother kissed her.
"Gabriel taught me earlier. He gave me a piggy-back ride just like what Daddy used to do."
Mrs. Connell turned to Gabriel: "Thank you."
"As I've said, no problem."
"We better go up. Shayla, say goodbye to..."
He filled in, "Gabriel Knight."
"Say goodbye to Dr. Knight, Shayla."
"Buh-bye Dr. Knight."
"I'm not a doctor yet."
"Sure you are!" Shayla insisted.
Gabriel smiled. He picked out something from his pocket. He was about to give it to Shayla but he looked at Mrs. Connell first for approval, she nodded.
"Here." He handed her a candy.
"Wow. Kiwi strawberry!"
"It's my last piece, so enjoy it. Bye, Shayla, Mrs. Connell."
The two just looked at him with appreciation in their eyes. They went ahead and vanished in Gabriel's eyes as soon as they turned left away from the corridor.
"This wraps me up."
------------------------ End of Chapter III --------------------
Don't forget to read the next chapter where Gabriel finally has a conversation with Dr. Carter.
Any medical procedure, findings, or suggestions with drug intake are not to be followed. They may be correct, but I'm not your doctor. If any of the symptoms apply to you, you guys are intelligent enough to know that you should be going into a hospital and not reading some medical advice off a fanfic website. Peace and good health to all!
This fanfic is an "AU" or Alternate Universe.
A KNIGHT'S LEGACY
Chapter III:
A Doctor's Heart
by
Tiffany
Pop Quiz
It was around 3:00PM; Gabriel was in the waiting area, he was instructed by Dr. Greene to tell some patients not to crowd up the ER...
"Please, everyone," he was already shouting. "One companion per patient... one!"
But this is the ER, some people just didn't want to listen and every effort that Gabriel was exerting seemed so futile as no one would even follow his requests... occasionally he would turn around to see if people could help him get the situation done, but Randi, Frank, the nurses and the doctors were too busy... too busy smirking while watching him struggle in the middle of the ER.
"But we need to be here!" one man from the back shouted.
"Yes, we're family!" A woman who was with two more people argued. And a couple of more reasons were voiced out, all of which, seems to be attacking him and not the rules.
"Hey!" a voice from a woman from Gabriel's back echoed through the room. "If you don't follow our rules, we might as well not be able to do our jobs! You people crowding up in here limits our capability to move around and treat the members of your family. Now, if you still won't listen it's either we get security or your cousin, son, father or whoever it is that we are treating might as well be worse!"
With this comment, most of the people reluctantly got out of the ER, leaving the waiting area almost two-thirds less.
"Smooth." Gabriel was impressed.
"Yeah? Try doing that for almost the rest of your life and you'll understand."
The woman continued...
"I believe you'll be my doctor-apprentice. I am Dr. Jing-Mei Chen."
"Yeah. That's me. It really took me a while to find you and here, you're the one who found me."
"Well, I don't think I need to explain my whereabouts to you, Knight."
"I never asked for it."
"Clever. Anyway, so... little intelligent clerk, who--according to Abby-- successfully located the internal jugular vein and common carotid artery earlier, tell me..."
She paused; it appeared that Chen was thinking of a question...
"...a female patient, 25, presents with severe pain in her navel, complaints of going frequently to the bathroom, and fluid discharge, you will?"
Gabriel stopped and thought,
"Is the patient sexually active?"
"Why ask that?"
"Maybe it's STD or..."
"Say, you don't know and she won't tell, she's very... private. What'll you do?"
He paused a while before answering,
"Say, get a urine exam. Test for UTI and other bladder and kidney infections... uhm... that would be the S.O.P., right?"
Chen didn't respond. Gabriel continued, getting a little nervous and embarrassed...
"If she tests... positive for... Urinary Tract Infection... then, treat with Cotrimoxazole... or Sulfamethoxazole, 800mg twice daily for seven days."
"What if she's negative?"
"I'll make a differential diagnosis... if that's not UTI, then maybe..."
Chen cut him short,
"Maybe?"
"No. If... if... if that's not UTI, then I'll arrange for a pelvic or pap smear and get a biopsy for possibilities of an ovarian carcinoma or... mayb... I mean, get an ultrasound..."
Chen just looks at him, her left eyebrow slightly raised. Finally he managed to say,
"You know what, I'll just hand her to OB/Gyn if she's negative for UTI."
Chen laughed. "Easy way out. Well, that was good. You obviously were memorizing your book." She stresses the word 'memorizing'.
Chen continued, "well, I expect with that performance you won't be much of a trouble student... so, here's what you're gonna do... go for rounds, record the patient's vitals in rooms which seems interesting enough for you. Sign your name at the bottom and the time..."
She looks up at Gabriel, who was staring at her,
"...oh c'mon, Gabriel, you know the drill. Just get their vitals. If you have questions, I'll just be around, find me. If you get into trouble... I'm not your resident." Chen with an almost-smile, walked away.
Mommy and Daddy, where art thou?
Hours have passed; Gabriel was almost finished with the rounds. Going to the different rooms he met some interesting patients. Though he was quite intrigued about the one who introduced himself as Pablo. He kept on complaining about a 'green bus trip' two years ago... Gabriel didn't really understand what was it about but it definitely kept his mind off the coming hours in which he would have to go home, and study some more.
Gabriel walked the corridor; he stopped to pick up a sheet of paper--a prescription pad--from the floor.
"Hey, so how was it?" A male doctor, with odd, dyed hair asked.
Gabriel stood up while saying: "Uhm, fine. The day was unusually fast for me."
"Whoa! You're tall. I'm Dr. Dave Malucci. Call me Dr. Dave, if not, I'll break your neck."
"Dr. Dave..." Gabriel shook Malucci's hand.
"OK, I'm gonna go in now..." Malucci headed for the door of Exam One but then quickly turned around. "Hey,"
"Ya?" Gabriel didn't expect him to turn around and talk to him again.
"Don't waste your time picking up those pads, let housekeeping do it."
"Well, I wondered what if some lunatic patient got it and tried it to buy some substance... the I figured I'd better do it before that happens."
"Oh, yeah. I... I used to do that once you know... to keep the streets safe... from druggies... yeah..." Malucci nodded.
"I'm sure you did." Gabriel answered trying to hide his sarcasm. What again did Lucy call Malucci? Ahh, 'Dr. I'm-so-cool-I-don't-need-the-rules!'
"Right. I'm gonna get inside now." Malucci said embarrassed, he never thought that prescriptions lying around could really get someone in trouble.
Gabriel was heading to the lounge. It was about twenty minutes before seven. In county, the med student's first hospital shift would only be for twelve hours and the succeeding ones for thirty-six. Twenty more minutes and he'd be out of there.
*Well, I'm almost out. I need to rest. Man, this job's crazy... but worth it. *
"Hey, what are you doing there?" Gabriel asked a little girl who was balled up in one corner of the ER.
"I'm tired. I've been looking for Mommy for so long. I can't find her. Can you help me find her?" the little girl's eyes beamed.
"Sure. We'll find your Mom. Is she a patient?"
"No. My Dad is."
"Your dad is sick?"
The girl didn't respond. Gabriel continued:
"OK, but before we find them, tell me your name first."
"Shayla." Her voice was soft. It was like a little angel's. Gabriel thought that his shift wasn't really that bad. First, he meets a little boy in the train, Mikhail, and now, he's helping this little girl... Pediatrics would also be nice.
"I'm Gabriel. So Shayla, how old are you?"
"Four." The girl sticks out three fingers.
This made Gabriel smile. He reaches up to her hand and carefully flicks another finger up.
"Oh, yeah. It takes a while getting used to it," the little girl blushed for not remembering how to properly stick her fingers up to show her age.
"Can you walk?"
"I'm too tired."
"Too tired... alright. Say, a piggy-back ride?"
The girl leaps from her position into Gabriel's back. Gabriel continued: "So, where did you last see Mommy?"
"There," Shayla pointed out to the direction of Exam 2.
"OK, exam 2 it is!" but before Gabriel could place another step a man appeared in front of him, about 8 yards away.
"You! Keep your hands off my daughter, freakin' son of a –b***h!"
Gabriel quickly put Shayla down and anticipated the man's attack. The man leaped in front of him but luckily, Gabriel was able to avoid him. The man fell flat on his chest. Gabriel quickly held the man's arm tight behind him. Malucci stormed out of Exam 1 after hearing some clashing noises due to the pile of hospital stocks that were thrown away. Malucci helped Gabriel restrain the man.
"Get off me, you freakin' sons-of-a-b***h! Get off me, I'll kill yah!!!" the man yelled out even louder.
Weaver tried to rush to the three but her crutches prevented her from moving too fast.
"Call security!" Weaver ordered.
Two security guards and a woman rushed to the scene. The officers put handcuffs on the man while the woman rushed to the direction of the frightened child.
"Honey, stop crying, Mommy's here."
"Don't arrest him just yet. Let's just place him on the Psych ward. I've called Legaspi for a consult." Weaver instructs the officers. Then turning to Malucci and Gabriel: "Are the two of you okay?"
"Yes. We're fine," Gabriel responded.
"Yeah, piece of cake," added Malucci who was sweating like a pig.
"Schizophrenia?"
"I think so, Gabriel. But Psych is the one to determine that," Weaver answered. "I'm gonna go now to follow Mr. Connell to Psych. Gabriel I can understand that you're already off, but can you take care of Mrs. Connell and her daughter just this once?"
"No problem."
"Chief, I could do it."
"No, Malucci, go back to your patient. Pablo needs you," Weaver left after her orders were given.
"Dyke."
"What?" Gabriel asked, quite shocked.
"Weaver's a lesbian. That Legaspi's her, you know."
"Oh, so... what's wrong with that? Isn't it not our business anymore."
"Whatever you say, but if you want to survive here, you will need to give a little more spice to our daily news once in a while."
"OK. Dr. Dave, I have to ..." Gabriel pointed to the direction of the mother and daughter at the side of the corridor.
"Go," Malucci agrees.
Gabriel went back to Shayla and her mother. Shayla was crying.
"Both of you okay?" he asked, almost apologetically.
"We're going to be fine," the mother responded. "Thank you."
"No problem." To Shayla: "Hey, don't cry, everything's gonna be okay."
"He was nice before. But now... maybe he doesn't love us anymore."
"Oh honey," Mrs. Connell wipes the tears off her daughter's cheeks.
"Of course he does. Your Dad was just tired. Maybe he wasn't feeling well. But it'll be okay. I promise."
Gabriel's words were comforting. Shayla turned to her mother:
"Mom, do you know how old am I?"
Mrs. Connell pretended not to know. "How?"
"Four." Shayla sticks up her fingers once more, this time she got it right. There were four fingers wiggling right in front of her mother's face.
"Wow! You got it right, honey! I'm so proud of you!" her mother kissed her.
"Gabriel taught me earlier. He gave me a piggy-back ride just like what Daddy used to do."
Mrs. Connell turned to Gabriel: "Thank you."
"As I've said, no problem."
"We better go up. Shayla, say goodbye to..."
He filled in, "Gabriel Knight."
"Say goodbye to Dr. Knight, Shayla."
"Buh-bye Dr. Knight."
"I'm not a doctor yet."
"Sure you are!" Shayla insisted.
Gabriel smiled. He picked out something from his pocket. He was about to give it to Shayla but he looked at Mrs. Connell first for approval, she nodded.
"Here." He handed her a candy.
"Wow. Kiwi strawberry!"
"It's my last piece, so enjoy it. Bye, Shayla, Mrs. Connell."
The two just looked at him with appreciation in their eyes. They went ahead and vanished in Gabriel's eyes as soon as they turned left away from the corridor.
"This wraps me up."
------------------------ End of Chapter III --------------------
Don't forget to read the next chapter where Gabriel finally has a conversation with Dr. Carter.
Any medical procedure, findings, or suggestions with drug intake are not to be followed. They may be correct, but I'm not your doctor. If any of the symptoms apply to you, you guys are intelligent enough to know that you should be going into a hospital and not reading some medical advice off a fanfic website. Peace and good health to all!