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The nurse closest to her regarded the doctor with complete shock. In all the time she had worked with Blanca, admiring her, almost idolizing her, she had never seen the surgeon lose her focus, not even for a second. This time, Blanca had stood perfectly still—a few heartbeats, that was all—but the nurse couldn't help noticing because it was so unusual. Her hands had trembled, and she had broken out in a sweat. Automatically the nurse reached up to wipe the moisture from the doctor's forehead. To her horror, the cloth came away stained with blood. Droplets were beading up, seeping through her pores. The nurse wiped the surgeon's forehead a second time, attempting to hide the cloth from the others. She had never seen anything like it.