“Tyler to clinic,” the radios echoed in the resort infirmary. Corey began to raise his radio to reply when Dr. York snatched it from his hand.
“Give me that! I know how to use a hand-held radio,” Dr. York scolded him as she grabbed the radio from him.
Dr. York keyed up the mic and said, “It’s Dr. York. How’s she doing?”
“The patient is still unconscious with equal and reactive pupils. BP is 113/70, and her pulse is sixty-eight. There are no obvious injuries other than a large contusion to the left side of her head and face. We will be pulling up to the back door in a couple of minutes,” Tyler rattled off professionally.
“Good. Don’t bother trying to start an IV line. We will be ready for you and will do that after you get here. Mark will be waiting at the back door. Tell your driver to
