Micah was in the middle of a conversation with Flora and Nora. His hands resting on his lap as he sat on the hospital chair. The soft lighting in the room cast a warm glow over the pale woman in the bed, whose eye flickered to the jade ring on her finger.
There was a knock at the door and a doctor entered the room. He was middle-aged, with tired eyes and a stethoscope draped loosely around his neck. He stepped closer to the bed.
"Ms Tilden," the doctor said in a calm, professional tone, "we have just received a new drug from La Riviere Pharmaceutical, I want to inform… it's an option we can consider. But I should mention it's still in clinical trials."
The room's mood shifted. Micah's posture straightened, and the relaxed air around him disappeared as his focus concentrated on the doctor's words.
"New drug?" he asked, eyes narrowing slightly behind his glasses.
