nto Dr. Evelyn Hayes's eyes,

table, a mess of crushed bone and tor

r with techniques learned from Colone

tuff, the only c

him. For

ake's parents, lis

ad Becker, her junio

ell, her fiancé, who w

post-op care plan, thought

cation, a fatal one. Pr

vie's face in the hospit

You used him for

Chad, leaking falsifi

ures," the headlines screamed. "

isted by grief and lies, found

s hands like vises.

world w

t, Chad was there, a s

ake wild risks, Evie," he'd said, his voice s

eak, couldn't take the smear campaign, the o

both, one after

, li

the same or

itor: the day Jake

g to her throat, feeling fo

eal. She

wheeled a

s, industrial acciden

hitched. Her

es etched with fear, hu

arm around Mr. Riley's shoulder,

f course, but her approaches can be... ve

ver, her face

d Jake's initial scans. His injuries are extensi

e that saved him the first time, b

urse, her eyes darting to

ry risky, Doctor.

ading on some online forums... about less invasive

small, sym

heir fear, their ignor

she wouldn'

take in. Perhaps you'd be more comfortable seeking a second opinion. Dr.

, a polite, prof

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