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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.”

despair settled upon Millie. She faltered, her backward step

dissonance a counterpoint to the silence. A torrent of crimson fluid gushed forth from her grandmother’s lips, limbs convulsing in a disconcerting dance, as though she grappled

lids remained resolute,

of

phalanx of physicians descended upon her grandmother’s bedside, their expertise a lifeline for the ailing woman. Millie’s respiration

had shared his prognosis sought ingress, halted only

I possess a plan. Stand sentinel over

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

Leon’s abode.

reached Julius’ ears. Hastily, he donned his attire and