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?"

back. "I recommend a vitrectomy on the left eye to perform a histological and cytological examination of

instructing Sandra to schedule the surgery. "I'm free this Friday afternoon. Set the surgery for three o'clock. And you, try to learn a thing or two

Sandra stormed off, fuming.

almost over, and

the window, where the rain continued to fall. "Might have

a few days. It shouldn't affect your

on, Leanne interjected. "We

face fell even more. "Come on, you two are my relationship goals. A little fight here and there

a weak smile

to Curtis, not even if it meant pretending her parents' deaths, potentially caused by his family, didn't bother

she couldn't bear losing him,

her and reveal what happened years ago

She had limited leads and was at a dead end

struggles in the foster system but remained

no evidence left to convict anyone. What

advice. Digging further will

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