“Did you even read the report?” Eve demanded.
“Uh…” He lowered his head. “No, I didn’t.”
“Gods help this terrible hospital with you lot in charge,” Eve said.
I drowned them out then, hurrying to collect the things I need and then rushing back to the table. There, I started to measure things out and start the long, arduous process of making the concoction, then testing it relentlessly.
We didn’t finish until well into the night. The chemist, impassioned by Eve’s words, and embarrassed at dismissing the cure, stayed with us, at least until midnight, when he finally headed home.
It was nearer to one in the morning when we finally finished up. Together we locked the potion away, with each of us sharing one key. Eve kept it with her other doctor things.
From there, we went to the break ro
