In the afternoon, Ruben asked Leanne to consult one of Sandra's patients.

The patient had been battling what was believed to be uveitis for six months, but instead of getting better, the condition had deteriorated.

After reviewing the lab reports, Leanne noted that the cytokine analysis of the ocular fluid showed an interleukin-10 to interleukin-6 ratio greater than

one.

"I suspect it's not uveitis we're dealing with, but primary intraocular lymphoma."

The symptoms of intraocular lymphoma could closely mimic those of uveitis, leading to misdiagnosis, a phenomenon known as a masquerade syndrome caused by a tumor.

Sandra immediately got defensive. "Hey, watch what you're saying. Are you suggesting I misdiagnosed?"

"You're not that important. I'm just following the data," Leanne replied, her mood as gloomy as the weather outside, blunt in her assessment. "If it was primary lymphoma, we've lost six months that could have been crucial for this patient."

"You!" Sandra bristled, ready to explode, but Ruben silenced her with a look and asked Leanne, "What do you suggest we do?"

the left eye to perform a histological and cytological examination

this Friday afternoon. Set the surgery for three o'clock. And

Sandra stormed off, fuming.

glanced at Leanne. "The month's almost over, and it's

window, where the rain continued to fall. "Might

supposed to stop in a few days. It shouldn't affect your plans. Plus, weren't you guys

on, Leanne interjected.

"Come on, you two are my relationship goals. A little

smile but

it meant pretending her

she couldn't bear losing him,

and reveal what happened years ago had nothing to do with

She had

in the foster system but remained tight-lipped about the past. He even advised her to drop the

culprit will change anything? After all these years, there's no evidence left

advice. Digging further will

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