The Statin Empire — And What Now?

In medical school, they had taught him that numbers don’t lie.
Tonight, the numbers felt like they were whispering through clenched teeth —
speaking in halves, withholding the rest.

He printed the report, folded it twice, and slipped it into his pocket.
A contradiction he wasn’t ready to resolve.
A question he knew he would carry for years.

The Echo Chamber of Cardiology: Practicing Medicine—or Managing Metrics?

The ballroom was cold in that sterile, calculated way—air conditioning cranked just high enough to keep anyone from dozing off. Still, two rows in, a man in a navy blazer blinked slowly, arms crossed, the telltale nod of jet-lagged surrender already beginning.
The projector whirred like a tired breath.