Holby City. Series 14 episode 12. The Hangover Strikes.

After last weeks dramatic journey to the Ukraine, we were back in the safe, calm hospital of Holby City where, in this episode, the place was sizzling with sexual tension.

I can see the longing smiles of adoration as this episode sees the enlightenment of young Oliver Valentine as he finally realises that he just can’t live without the high-octane world of cardio-thoracic surgery, and not to mention a certain Ginger Ninja who enjoys putting him in place. Not only is he bored of Dull Dan The Yeo Valley Man blathering on in his ear about his not-so-successful- marriage to Chrissie and his longing for gay material, but Oliver is less than keen to fulfil he role as the “bone-monkey” in the “meat-head” department as so compassionately put by le Naylor.  

When Jac saw how well Oliver had developed in cardiothoracic surgery, and, after sending her new F1 to the wet lab to deal with some magnificent price porkers, she couldn’t help but alluring invite him into surgery with her, to which Oliver confessed that Jac had much better legs than Dull Dan. Obviously.

Over the operating table was an obvious sign of casual flirting between the pair as they made Bambi eyes to each other, and Oliver (for once) was superior in theatre. There is defiantly an attraction there. Whilst Oliver was geeking out about how an inflow occlusion was practically medieval, the viewers glimpsed signs of an emotion and a smile on Jac’s face. Could she be… proud??? Or was there more to it then that?

At the end of the episode, young Oliver Valentine told his ex-mentor and ex-fling that he wanted to come back to her… (In both ways…) To which she responded by firing her F1 in true Naylor style after announcing that she couldn’t shake the image of him crying like a little girl, and accepting Valentino back with open arms… nearly…

On AAU, Eddi Mckee was nursing the after effects of a dreadful hangover (as the title describes lovingly), after climbing on top of Luc’s caravan that has suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the grounds of the hospital, on which she caught sight of the awkward, non-drinker half-naked in his bed. It seems that he was spending New Years Eve alone, as was the Naylor who looked quite depressed reading in her office (Probably missing a certain GP hunk in Penrith.)

So, the next day, Eddi and Luc argue over how to treat an alcoholic patient who happens to be the daughter of the women that Jac and Ollie were treating (Who saw it coming, eh?), and the tension is too much to bear so Eddi decides to take a break and transfer wards.

Ah, and now we come to Sahira Shah and the Irish charmer that is Greg Douglas. After coming too terms with the shock from Elliot’s horrible choice of clothes, Greg decides that, instead of giving up his “dirty habit” of shagging everything that moves, that he would give up smoking for his new year’s resolution. Conveniently, there is a professional hypnotist on the ward, who, after taking a hefty bribe, seemingly hypnotised him to do so. However, naughty Sahira asked the hypnotist to get Greg to be super nice to a pain in the neck patient, who may or not be the mystery shopper. Mr Douglas, being who he is, played along for some unknown reason, so it was revealed that the hypnotism didn’t work. Shame, we could have trained him to cut apples with Hanssen.

To be honest, Sahira is just there to give the Swedes tongue a well deserved holiday, and to explore Greg’s character, who likes her because she’s a woman.