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... back from the examination table and stripped off the thin plastic gloves he’d improvised from what looked like food-handling material taped tight at the wrists.
Time had warped while he worked—ten minutes, maybe fifteen, maybe more. I’d lost track of anything but the rhythm of his movements: the soft scrape of instruments, the periodic change of bloodied gauze, the rustle of fresh bandages being unwrapped, and underneath it all, Clara’s shallow breathing that never quite deepened into s ...
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