Comfort Zone

Comfort Zone

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Dr. Miriam Gotlin is intent on building a medical practice in which caring for patients also means caring about them. When a desperately ill AIDS patient is admitted to the hospital and fails to respond to an injection that had always worked, Miriam refuses to give up. She begins to suspect that the injection is counterfeit, but to whom can she turn for help? Her closest colleague recently vanished, a trusted friend appears to be hindering her investigation, and an accusation involving missing narcotics threatens to detonate on her doorstep any day. Miriam's fight to save her reputation, practice and most of all her patients, all while retaining compassion-no matter what-will bring her face to face with those who attach dollar signs to every human life, including her own.
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