"S. L. Viehl - Stardoc 05 - Eternity Row" - читать интересную книгу автора (Viehl S. L)

foot off the deck. I stripped off my gloves, then pointed to the door panel. тАЬOut.тАЭ
 She planted herself and gave me The Pout. тАЬNo, sday.тАЭ
The Pout usually preceded The Tantrum, so I saved time and everyoneтАЩs eardrums by picking
her up. That ruined my scrub, but sheтАЩd already contaminated the entire field. Which reminded me-how
had she gotten in here before weтАЩd activated that? By riding on the bottom of the patientтАЩs gurney?
тАЬDeactivate sterile field.тАЭ The bioelectrical bubble enclosing us abruptly vanished. To the team, I
said, тАЬRepeat patient prep and give me five minutes.тАЭ
Marel abandoned The Tantrum and resorted to The Wriggle. Fine blond hair flew in my face,
scented with a floral cleanser that always reminded me of Terran vanilla. тАЬMe down!тАЭ
тАЬNot a chance, kid.тАЭ IтАЩd gotten over being afraid IтАЩd drop and break her, but I still kept a firm
grip. She was really good at The Wriggle. тАЬWhat happened to Daddy? Did you conk him over the head
with something?тАЭ
Mentioning her favorite Terran male turned her into The Dictator. тАЬSee Daddy! You dake me,
Mama!тАЭ
тАЬOh, weтАЩre going to see Daddy, all right.тАЭ Among the other things I intended to do to my
husband. тАЬHe should have picked you up from school two hours ago.тАЭ
She folded her little arms. тАЬDaddy did.тАЭ
тАЬYeah, but he lost you again.тАЭ I didnтАЩt have to use a console to find Duncan. The cortical-optical
receiver/transmitter-cortgear-I wore was the latest medical tech-wear from Joren. It not only recorded
everything I did, but could transmit that to any console on the ship. Very handy, if I wanted to watch an
appendectomy from the comfort of my own quarters, but Squilyp was using them mainly as a teaching
device. I flipped the lens down and relayed to my quarters.
No answer.
At my second signal, an austere, masculine Omorr face appeared on the inner surface of the lens,
an inch from my eye. Handsome, if one preferred males of the tall, pink, and alien variety.
тАЬYes, Doctor, whatтАжтАЭ-my bossтАЩs dark eyes rounded as I looked at Marel, then the shrouded
patient and surgical team behind us-тАЬoh, no. Not again.тАЭ
Marel giggled and waved at my face.
тАЬAgain.тАЭ I adjusted my daughterтАЩs weight on my hip. Though I considered Squilyp partially
responsible-after all, he had saved Marel after I miscarried by transferring her to an embryonic
chamber-he wasnтАЩt on after-school duty today. тАЬWhereтАЩs the guy who did this to me?тАЭ
My alien colleagueтАЩs prehensile gildrells undulated like a long beard of white snakes. тАЬIтАЩll find
him.тАЭ
тАЬFind him fast, Squil. My bilateral hernia canтАЩt wait all day.тАЭ
I removed my cortgear, then carried my daughter out of surgery and sat her down on an exam
table. The ward nurses, all of whom were my daughterтАЩs personal slaves, wisely stayed away. тАЬNow,
Madam, you and I are going to have a little talk.тАЭ
She tried The Adorable Smile, which displayed all nine of her seed-sized teeth. тАЬDawk
domorrow?тАЭ
тАЬToday.тАЭ I stripped off my mask and surgical gown and tossed them into a nearby disposal bin.
тАЬYou promised me you wouldnтАЩt sneak into surgery anymore, remember?тАЭ
Marel nodded slowly.
One of the new Jorenian residents hovered nearby, but he could wait. тАЬWhat happens when you
break a promise?тАЭ
тАЬCan pway with тАЩSawa.тАЭ Tears welled up in her big blue eyes. Fasala Torin, the ClanDaughter of
Salo, Chief Operational Officer and Darea, the Head of Administration, was MarelтАЩs unofficial big sister.
тАЬFor a week.тАЭ
тАЬThatтАЩs right.тАЭ Being doused with hydrochloric acid would have been easier than watching her
cry, but one glimmer of sympathy and sheтАЩd mow me down. тАЬYou canтАЩt be in surgery when IтАЩm
operating on someone. It could make my patient very sick.тАЭ