Chapter 29

• “It might not be curable,” Amelia said, half leaning against the wall, her long legs slightly bent as she lazily yawned. “The cause of the illness is unclear, the diagnosis isn’t definite, and also…”
• Carl gave a soft laugh, finishing her sentence for her. “And you’re tired. You don’t want to see any more patients today.”
• “Talking to someone smart is so much easier,” Amelia said with a half-smile, her eyes flickering mischievously. She placed her fingers back on his wrist and began to check his pulse again. “Your condition can’t be rushed.”