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For about a year, he has had this condition—dilated cardiomyopathy. Yevlo solliyum avaru olunga avara pathukala. Medications, treatments, food—yedhayume avaru adhuku yetha madhiri adapt pannave illa. Neenga yaarume adha gavanikalaya?

(For about a year, he’s been dealing with this condition—dilated cardiomyopathy. No matter how much I’ve told him, he hasn’t taken proper care of himself. Medications, treatments, diet—he hasn’t adapted to anything as required. Haven’t any of you noticed that?)

The doctor's words struck Avi like a blow as he sat frozen across from her, trying to process the information. His expression reflected a mix of disbelief and guilt. 

Seeing his reaction, Dr. Neha Joseph, the hospital's chief cardiologist, surgeon, and electrophysiologist, immediately understood that he hadn’t known. Over her years of service, she had grown accustomed to situations like these, where family members were often unaware of the patient’s health problems. But this case felt different. Seeing such a well-known industrialist of the country—a man who could go anywhere in the world to seek treatment—come here for his treatments, that too alone, spoke volumes. Neha had realized it then and there.

Understanding the turmoil he must be feeling, she sighed heavily before continuing.

Fews months ago dha, he realized how bad it was, after the symptoms became impossible to ignore. He even had a mild heart attack recently

(A few months ago, he realized how bad it was when the symptoms became impossible to ignore. He even had a mild heart attack recently.)

Avi's eyes widened, his mind racing as the realization began to settle, connecting the dots of things he had missed before.

Ana ippo, it's too late—the damage is irreversible,

( But now, it's too late—the damage is irreversible)

Neha added solemnly. Avi looked up at her, desperate for clarification.

Avaru innum 3 days thanduna kuda periya vishyam,

(Even lasting another three days is a big deal for him.)

she said, her tone laced with both regret and finality. Avi eyes; widened, he desperately asked her,

Vera yedhume panna mudhiyadha doctor? 

(Doctor, isn’t there anything else that can be done?)

However, Neha shook her head. For the past year, she had been doing everything in her power to treat Rajendran, pushing herself to the limits to keep him alive. But how could she succeed if he wouldn't cooperate with his own care? Over time, Neha had come to terms with the reality that, as a doctor, she could give her absolute best, but not every patient could be saved—and Rajendran was one such case. With a heavy heart, she looked up at Avi, her eyes filled with quiet apology, and shook her head sorrowfully.

I'm really sorry Mr.Avi, I can give you three days with him. Ana avlo dha mudhiyum, adhuke avaru romba kashtha padhanum

(I'm really sorry, Mr. Avi. I can give you three days with him, but that's all we can manage—and even for that, he’ll have to endure a lot.)

Avi stood up from his place and, without uttering a word, left her cabin, guided silently by the nurse. As he stepped into the hallway, he was met with Mithra and Shakthi, their faces filled with a mix of hope and anxiety, eagerly waiting for him to reassure them.