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Chapter 74
Author: Yaseen works
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The mother eyed Yemin skeptically, taking in his hospital gown and the fresh bruises on his face. Hope and desperation waged war in her exhausted features.

"You're a patient yourself," she said, hesitating outside her son's room. "How could you possibly help when the specialists can't?"

Yemin's expression remained calm, reassuring. "Sometimes fresh eyes see what experts miss. At this point, what do you have to lose?"

She swallowed hard, fingers trembling as she gripped the door handle. "My son's name is Tyler. He's all I have left."

The door swung open to reveal a scene of clinical defeat. Five doctors in pristine white coats huddled around Tyler's bed, their voices low and grave. The boy lay motionless, skin jaundiced against the stark white sheets. Tubes and wires connected his small body to an array of beeping machines.

"His liver function continues to deteriorate," a tall doctor with silver-streaked hair was saying. "The bleeding hasn't responded to any treatments. I'm afraid we'r
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