Excitement in the ER with Randy and foul-mouthed Trauma Unit MD

World of Hurt

A Novel of Las Vegas

Richard J Pietschmann

Chapter 29

Randy and the foul-mouthed but honey-voiced trauma surgeon stood in the crowded corridor and glared at each other. They paid no attention to the personnel and gurneys streaming around them like a fast-flowing creek parting around a boulder. Neither did the almost hairless, blue-tinged guy slumped in the wheelchair between them.

“He needs help, now,” Randy said.

“Go fuck yourself,” she said.
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