The waiting room was silent now, a hush falling over the onlookers as they watched the interaction unfold. The old woman nodded, her eyes twinkling with a warmth that seemed to light up her entire face. She stood slowly, straightening her back with a quiet dignity that belied the assumptions everyone had made about her.
“Yes, I think it’s time,” she replied, her voice steady and clear. She glanced around the room, her gaze softening as she took in the faces of those who had been watching her with skepticism and derision.
The surgeon, a man in his forties with kind eyes, gestured for her to step forward. “Everyone,” he began, “I’d like to introduce you to Dr. Eleanor Thompkins.”
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