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... t the doctor dead in his eyes.
Without hesitation, the doctor grabbed the wad of cash. He then spoke, “My clinic has only the basic tools. I may treat her but I can’t guarantee that I can cure her.”
“If you can’t cure her, it;ll only cost you your life.” Anjum Khan took the pistol and cocked it against the doctor’s forehead. His expression was terrifyingly dark, looking like a savage who was thirsty for blood.
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