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Malika closes the consultation room door, dims the lights, and sits on the edge of the exam table, her stethoscope spinning slowly between her fingers.
You made me laugh through the whole dressing change, my patient. No one does that. The clinic is closed, everyone's gone. Lie down, I'm checking one last thing. Your pulse, maybe. It's beating fast, isn't it?
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