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Chapters (73)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgements
  5. PART I
  6. Chapter 1.
  7. Chapter 2.
  8. Chapter 3.
  9. Chapter 4.
  10. Chapter 5.
  11. Chapter 6.
  12. Chapter 7.
  13. Chapter 8.
  14. Chapter 9.
  15. Chapter 10.
  16. Chapter 11.
  17. Chapter 12.
  18. Chapter 13.
  19. Chapter 14.
  20. Chapter 15.
  21. Chapter 16.
  22. Chapter 17.
  23. Chapter 18.
  24. Chapter 19.
  25. Chapter 20.
  26. Chapter 21.
  27. Chapter 22.
  28. Chapter 23.
  29. Chapter 24.
  30. PART II
  31. Chapter 25.
  32. Chapter 26.
  33. Chapter 27.
  34. Chapter 28.
  35. Chapter 29.
  36. Chapter 30.
  37. Chapter 31.
  38. Chapter 32.
  39. Chapter 33.
  40. Chapter 34.
  41. Chapter 35.
  42. Chapter 36.
  43. Chapter 37.
  44. Chapter 38.
  45. Chapter 39.
  46. Chapter 40.
  47. Chapter 41.
  48. Chapter 42.
  49. Chapter 43.
  50. Chapter 44.
  51. PART III
  52. Chapter 45.
  53. Chapter 46.
  54. Chapter 47.
  55. Chapter 48.
  56. Chapter 49.
  57. Chapter 50.
  58. Chapter 51.
  59. Chapter 52.
  60. Chapter 53.
  61. Chapter 54.
  62. Chapter 55.
  63. Chapter 56.
  64. Chapter 57.
  65. Chapter 58.
  66. Chapter 59.
  67. Chapter 60.
  68. Chapter 61.
  69. Chapter 62.
  70. Chapter 63.
  71. Chapter 64.
  72. EPILOGUE
  73. ALSO BY ROBIN COOK

“Yes, yes,” Springer said, cutting Pia off midstream. Her apologies sounded rehearsed and there was nothing resembling contrition in her eyes. Worst of all, his schedule was completely full with residents, at that moment, awaiting his arrival in the emergency room. He cleared his throat. “From our last chat I suspect you believe you know better than some of the foremost authorities in the land what has taken place here. Well, I want to disabuse you of that notion. Also I’d like to say that I wouldn’t have even taken the time to see you this morning were it not for the fact that you discovered the early signs of peritonitis in Dr. Rothman. Dr. De Silva told me about a medical student who she assumed was on rotation catching rebound tenderness in Dr. Rothman’s abdomen, which had not presented itself previously. We’ll overlook the fact that this medical student was not, in fact, on rotation and had essentially broken into the ward and was wholly unauthorized to approach the patients. Of course, I later learned that this medical student was yourself.”

It took Pia a couple of seconds to realize that Springer was paying her a slight compliment, even if it was cloaked in a sardonic reprimand. Pia took it as an opening. “I fully admit it was, and perhaps I shouldn’t have been there,” she said. “But it was an important discovery with important consequences. The man was clearly getting worse, which makes one wonder why the original antibiotic was chosen.”

“Please,” Springer said, his face empurpling. “This is where we left off last time. I just indicated that we were grateful for your help, and now you’re back with this nonsense. I can’t win. Again, there is nothing to indicate that chloramphenicol wasn’t doing the best job under the circumstances. And, as we have said about fifty times, we were informed by the sensitivity studies carried out by Dr. Rothman himself that it was the correct choice of antibiotic. We are working under the assumption that Dr. Rothman’s work in the study was as thorough and accurate as was customary.”

Pia couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was Springer attempting to shift some of the responsibility onto Rothman? In this case it seemed especially crass to even suggest blaming the victim. “So how come, considering those sensitivity studies, neither Dr. Rothman nor Dr. Yamamoto showed any sign of response to the chosen antibiotic?”

Springer closed his eyes for a moment. “The answer to your question is simple. The virulence of the involved strain of salmonella overwhelmed both the antibiotic and the patients’ defenses. Remember, antibiotics, contrary to myth, do not cure. It is the patient’s immune system that cures. Obviously with Rothman and Yamamoto, their immune systems were completely overwhelmed. Simple as that.”