He gestured gently toward Maxine, small and still beneath the blanket. “This looks like repeated exposure to something her body can’t process,” he continued. “Not a one-time ingestion. And not something she should have been consuming at all.”
Mike swallowed. “You’re saying… poisoning?” The doctor hesitated. Just long enough. “I’m saying we need to identify everything she’s been in contact with,” he said carefully. “Food. Drink. Environment. We’ll test the tea ingredients to be thorough—but I don’t expect them to be the source.”