"Beauty had a power that transcended reason." — Ethan
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"Good afternoon, Dr. Ethan," greeted one of the nurses as she passed by Ethan in the hospital corridor.
Her uniform was crisp, and her demeanor carried the unmistakable aura of professionalism that was essential in their line of work.
Returning her greeting with a warm smile, Ethan nodded politely. "Good afternoon. Any updates so far?"
The nurse's expression grew somber, her eyes reflecting the weight of their shared responsibility. "Not as of yet, Doctor. Their conditions appear to be holding steady, without significant changes."
Ethan's gaze shifted to the closed door leading to the room where the young patients were being treated. He had been overseeing their care for several months now.
A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he contemplated the gravity of the situation.
