"But Sixth Master Lu," the neurologist interjected nervously, "sometimes there's a phenomenon we call 'terminal lucidity.' Patients show sudden improvement, become alert and communicative, but it's actually a sign that the body is...."
"Are you suggesting my daughter is dying?" Lu Yuze's voice dropped to a dangerous level.
"No! No, of course not," Dr. Wang backpedaled quickly, his face paling. "I'm simply saying that medical caution would dictate...."
"Medical caution has done nothing for my daughter for six months," Lu Yuze cut him off. "Your tests found nothing. Your treatments accomplished nothing. She lay in this bed for half a year while you told me repeatedly that you didn't know what was wrong or how to fix it. Now she's awake, and you want to keep her here for more tests that will reveal nothing useful."
His electric blue eyes swept across the assembled medical team with cold precision.
