The doctor paused, letting the weight of his words settle in the room. Rodrigo, accustomed to negotiations revolving around money, was taken aback. For the first time, he felt powerless in a situation where currency had no value. Claudia, sensing Rodrigo’s internal struggle, gently placed a hand on his arm, encouraging him to listen.
“What do you mean?” Rodrigo asked, his voice a mix of desperation and curiosity.
The doctor nodded, as if expecting this question. “In this place,” he began, “we don’t rely solely on medicine. We rely on the strength of the spirit, the healing power of love, and the belief in what cannot be seen. You must be willing to embrace these ideas.”
