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Above all, now she realized that no arsenal, or no weapon in the arsenals of the world can fight against fate. It was the same today. She was on the other side of the table. The helplessness and the need for him was hers. She helplessly came back and sat down. "What are the chances of failure?" She asked hesitantly. "By other doctors it's 40% and in my hands, 8 to 10%." "How long will it take for him to heal completely?" "The internal injuries would be healed through surgery but the stitches take around a few months." "How complicated is it? How long will it take for him to regain consciousness?" The concern in her voice for another man made Scott's blood boil and he balled his hand into fist. "It's a complicated procedure and considering everything, we have to put him in a me