Do It Right!
Author: Cindy Chen
last update2024-08-31 18:13:57

The tension in the room grew thicker as the advanced medical machines hummed softly, meticulously scanning every inch of James's body. The doctors worked with practiced precision, their faces serious and focused. They knew the gravity of the situation—not just for James, but for the reputations and lives involved in this high-stakes drama.

Roland Price, standing at the edge of the examination room, couldn’t contain his nerves. His voice cut through the quiet hum of the machines as he addressed the medical team. "Make sure you’re using the most advanced equipment," he insisted, his tone sharp with barely veiled desperation. "Double-check everything. There’s no room for error."

One of the senior doctors, a tall man with graying hair and an air of authority, looked up from his work, his expression calm but firm. "Mr. Price, rest assured, we’re conducting the most thorough examination possible. This facility is equipped with the latest technology. You’ll get your answers."

Calvin observed
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