Now it was her reality. She could finally make a difference in this mixed-up world. Science, a remarkable tool for the hurting, was also capable of monstrous abuse. She had seen much abuse in her life. Doctors had forgotten their patients were people. Zoe held an old-fashioned view of medicine, best summed up by the Hippocratic Oath.
“I will remember that there is art to medicine as well as science, and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may outweigh the surgeon’s knife or the chemist’s drug.”
The Red Cloak, Chapter 2, The Memory