“Patient 507 keeps saying something about a camellia,” Dr. Eagan says.732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEB1TtQvQjv
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“He’s growing camellias in the garden,” Nurse Josephine says quickly, hoping the explanation will allow Dr. Eagan to leave without giving Patient 507 and injection.732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9MKH4sn7Vd
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“It seems he’s asking for a particular one,” the doctor says, leaning over the bed.732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3TvgBENL3B
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“Oh!” Nurse Josephine says, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the pressed camellia bloom he gave her. “This one?”732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHeBK9fK7GX
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“No, no,” 507 says, thrashing against his restraints. “Camellia, not a camellia.”732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIp9rpmvTad
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Nurse Josephine thinks about him running to her in the middle of the night. In her sleepy haze, her heart fluttered like hundreds of tiny moths brushing their wings against her ribcage. He was the flame they sought. But he just kept saying he needed to find a camellia.732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡap3TBav9z5
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She takes a step toward the doctor and reluctantly asks, “What shall we do?”732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1ND4Y7Vhmf
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“Four hundred units of insulin,” the doctor says grimly, his back rigid as he straightens up.732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwsiLOgcnVj
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She fights to keep her face calm and expressionless. She nods slightly and gets the needle ready, trying to imagine him as just another nameless, faceless patient, not the man who gave her the flower.732Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvdpSY8BVs8
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