At that moment, Cecilia took a deep breath and calmly removed the gloves from her hands, peeling them off slowly and deliberately, like a surgeon finishing a life-saving operation.
Then she looked up, her voice composed yet assertive.
"Well," she said, her tone steady, "I've done what I came here to do. From all clear indications physically, energetically Mr. Zakaria is stabilizing. The poison that was rapidly shutting down his body has been purged. Completely. It's no longer in his bloodstream. His meridians have been opened, his energy flow restored. Any moment from now, he will wake up and when he does, he'll be fully conscious, and his vitals will return to normal."
There was a moment of eerie silence in the room.
A kind of fragile pause Cecilia dropped the gloves neatly into the bin beside the bed.
But Linda who had been glaring at her the entire time suddenly took a step forward, her face twisted in anger.
