He was not a doctor. He was a stranger to the very concept of medicine. He had never held a scalpel with his own untrained hand. He had never watched a body fight for breath. He simply possessed the file for doing so.
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Aris walked out of the operating room. His hands were steady. His mind was quiet. He scheduled his next forty procedures, each one a doorway, each patient a vessel. He was not a doctor