In Part 1, we met Kadam. He had almost given up his wife, Sheela, to cancer and did not expect her to return from her coma. Palliative care put her back on her feet. He was grateful for the free care and medicines she was getting at Cipla Centre that made this “miracle” possible. After his one of his regular visits to the centre for medicines and consultation, when Kadam was walking out, a big car swung in. Probably a new doctor, Kadam thought.
Am I doing the right thing?
Venkat, at the wheel of the car, was no doctor but a young businessman, angry and frustrated. With him were his father, his mother and their family doctor. And Venkat still was not sure if he was doing the right thing. He hesitated to step out of the car and looked pleadingly at the doctor. “Dr Singh, are you…
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