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Gravity furrowed the physician’s brow, hinting at the challenge that lay ahead.

Millie, preempting the somber narrative, ventured her query.

“Doctor, my grandmother shall overcome, will she not?”

“Miss Brown, you must gird your spirit. Your grandmother shall not rouse from her slumber unless…”

“Unless what? Pray, divulge the requisites, and I shall strive to fulfill them.”

“Only if Leon is invited can the possibility materialize. His medical exploits have woven a saga of legend. Were he to grace your grandmother’s ailment with his ministrations, recovery might find her. Time, however, dwindles.”

her backward step a manifestation of her inability to cajole Leon.

sanctum, an orchestra of medical contraptions erupted in a cacophonous crescendo, its dissonance a counterpoint to the silence. A torrent of crimson fluid gushed forth

remained resolute, unwilling to

of upheaval

upon her grandmother’s bedside, their expertise a lifeline for

had shared his prognosis sought

sentinel over my

her grip on the doctor, Millie surged from the hospital’s confines and hailed a taxi. The urgency to save

Leon’s abode. Raindrops composed a symphony as she approached, a solitary silhouette

of the doorbell reached Julius’ ears. Hastily, he donned his attire and bridged the distance to the entrance, where a