«Christina Smith, what’s the call? What to bring?» Dan asked, finally looking up from his phone. «Seems like allergy,» she replied. «But just in case, bring poisoning stuff too.»
«You know, cases can be similar.» «Hey, Christina, remember last year that guy bitten by a tarantula?» the driver chuckled. «Called for allergy too.»
«Then we barely escaped without meeting that spider.» «Oh, hope this is easier,» she smiled, seeing Dan’s elongated face. He wasn’t in their team then.
«Where have you been?» a young woman jumped out onto the road. A stylishly dressed blonde. «We’ve been waiting half an hour, and you call yourselves ambulance?»
«Put fewer checkpoints at the entrance,» Sanders roared. «Wasting time.» «You’re not the only ones waiting for doctors.»
«Actually, maybe we don’t need ambulance?» the woman admitted. «My husband probably has allergy, it’ll pass soon.» «I gave him meds.»
«Then why us?» Christina frowned. «You’re doctors, right?» the woman shrugged. «Tell us if everything’s correct?» They entered the house.
There was a man with obvious throat swelling. But there were other signs that couldn’t be missed. Christina examined the patient tensely.
He wheezed. «Julia, why ambulance? I’m almost fine.» «You think it’s allergy?» Christina asked.
«Yes, my first wife died like that.» «Ate an exotic fruit on vacation in Thailand, throat swelled.» «Didn’t save her.»
«So, name, surname, age…» Christina nodded to Dan to start writing. «Victor Freeman, 44,» the man dictated. And spots appeared brightly on his face.
«Can you walk to the car?» Christina asked. «You agree to hospitalization.» «We refuse.»
Julia answered quickly. «It’s just allergy.» «It’ll pass.»
«You can’t hospitalize against will.» «I can do a lot,» Christina roared. «There’s a fine for false call.»
«Your husband suspected poisoning.» «Needs hospitalization and tests.» «Introduce yourself.»
«Name, surname, position,» Julia grimaced like she swallowed a worm. «Christina Smith, paramedic,» she calmly replied. «Want to complain? Go ahead.»
«But if patient dies from poisoning, close relatives are first suspects.» «So you don’t want to take husband to hospital?» «Nonsense,» Julia yelled. «Some paramedic diagnoses poisoning? You’re not even a real doctor.»
«Just an undereducated.» «My husband feels better, I see.» «He has important meetings today.»
«Who’ll lead them?» «Again, ready to take responsibility for his death?» Christina stared at her. «Of course, found the guilty,» she toned down. «If he signs, let him go.»
«But I’m against.» «Victor Freeman, I suspect poisoning,» Christina explained calmly. «If not, they’ll release after removing acute swelling.»
«You understand, no quick help at home.» «Where to sign?» Victor extended hand. «I’m not getting better.»
«Christina Smith, he’s turning blue!» Dan suddenly yelled and ran for the stretcher. A minute later, Victor, who consented to hospitalization, was loaded into the ambulance. His wife shouted she’d go to office and reschedule meetings.
Christina put oxygen mask on patient. They got Victor Freeman to hospital alive. He was sent to ICU immediately.
Filling papers, Christina laid out poisoning arguments and left; next call waited. By lunch, mother-in-law finally appeared. Texted she’d pick up grandson.
Christina sighed in relief. One less worry. Husband’s phone still off…
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