"Doctor Morgan, you're being paged."
Luke Morgan turned to the nurse as his name echoed over the speaker that said he should report to the nurse's station. Strange no code was announced, so he had to assume someone new worked here. He passed the carolers who were visiting all the rooms to fill the place with holiday cheer.
Luke walked briskly away from any sign of Christmas. One of his patients must be critical. He dropped his coffee cup into the basket, and the rubber of his sneakers squeaked against the linoleum floor.
"Thanks," he said as he ran past the nurse that stood at the door.
His mind shuffled through which of his patients might be in trouble, but today he hadn't seen anyone close to critical in the ER. Someone must have been wheeled in from an ambulance. He fixed his stetho
