The smell of antiseptic in the private wing of the Singhania Medical Center felt like a physical weight, pressing down on Aryan’s chest as he pushed open the frosted glass door of Dr. Sharma’s office.
Dr. Sharma, a veteran neurosurgeon with decades of experience, didn’t look up immediately. He was staring intently at a series of illuminated brain scans mounted on the lightbox. The glowing images showed a dark, jagged shadow pressing menacingly against the delicate tissue of the left temporal lobe.
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