"What do you think Pippa needs that she's not getting right now?"
Abby stared up at him for a long minute. Just stared. He couldn't be serious. He couldn't...he was. "Think? How about what I know. I know she isn't being monitored by machines that let me know, as a physician, just how close to dying she is. What needs to be done to stop that from happened. I can see that she's in shock, she's dehydrated, she's covered in contusions and abrasions. God only knows what sort of internal injuries she has. For all I know she's hemorrhaging and going to bleed to death while your brother continues to do what the hell ever he's doing. She needs fluids to increase her volume, she probably needs blood too, which I can't cross, type or administer here. Pain management? Have you SEEN her hand? I don't even know where to begin but if YOU really think YOU CAN DO BETTER THAN ME...go ahead. I've only spent most of my adult life learning how to treat patients like Pippa, but go ahead Tadhg, you do it all. To hell with the little human doctor, is that it? FUCK YOU!"
She screamed the last of that before storming off towards her bedroom. She grabbed her hospital ID and her messenger bag. If he was going to get in her way here, she'd go where she could make the call without being stopped. IF they weren't going to trust her medical judgment, there was no way she was going to rely on their magic tricks. Not now. Not when that girl was going to die.
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Abby stared up at him for a long minute. Just stared. He couldn't be serious. He couldn't...he was. "Think? How about what I know. I know she isn't being monitored by machines that let me know, as a physician, just how close to dying she is. What needs to be done to stop that from happened. I can see that she's in shock, she's dehydrated, she's covered in contusions and abrasions. God only knows what sort of internal injuries she has. For all I know she's hemorrhaging and going to bleed to death while your brother continues to do what the hell ever he's doing. She needs fluids to increase her volume, she probably needs blood too, which I can't cross, type or administer here. Pain management? Have you SEEN her hand? I don't even know where to begin but if YOU really think YOU CAN DO BETTER THAN ME...go ahead. I've only spent most of my adult life learning how to treat patients like Pippa, but go ahead Tadhg, you do it all. To hell with the little human doctor, is that it? FUCK YOU!"
She screamed the last of that before storming off towards her bedroom. She grabbed her hospital ID and her messenger bag. If he was going to get in her way here, she'd go where she could make the call without being stopped. IF they weren't going to trust her medical judgment, there was no way she was going to rely on their magic tricks. Not now. Not when that girl was going to die.