“Done.”
“Medical follow-up.”
Reeves nodded.
“Already planning.”
“Vendor review.”
Nathan looked toward the screen.
The company representative looked miserable.
“We’ll cooperate.”
Nathan surprised everyone.
“I don’t want your company destroyed.”
The representative blinked.
“I want to know where the instructions failed.”
That was better.
More useful.
“We’ll provide all service logs.”
“And compensation?”
My eyes went to Nathan.
He looked at the representative.
“If negligence is documented, lawyers can calculate that later.”
No threat.
Good.
“First fix it.”
The call ended.
Mrs. Bennett remained.
Nathan looked at her.
She seemed certain she was about to lose her job.
“Did you know the system could harm them?”
“No.”
“Did you ignore complaints?”
“No.”
“Did anyone tell you the concentrations were wrong?”
“No.”
“Then you made a decision without enough expertise.”
“Yes.”
“So did I.”
She looked up.
Nathan continued.
“
You stay.”
She started crying.
He held up one hand.
“Not because nothing happened.”
She nodded.
“We redesign how household health decisions are approved.”
“Yes.”
“No medical equipment without independent review.”
“Yes.”
“And no one follows one of my orders without clarifying when the order is vague.”
That one was for himself.
Mrs. Bennett understood.
“So I can disagree?”
Nathan’s expression shifted.
“You should have been able to already.”
That sentence seemed to cost him.
Good.
Important things usually do.
The twins improved.
Slowly.
Over the next month, headaches decreased.
Sleep improved.
Appetite returned.
Strength remained poor.
That part would take time.
Dr. Reeves simplified several medications after consultation with outside specialists.
One caused fatigue.
