The specialist went inside.
Yvonne sighed and did not know why she did what she did. Why had she acted impulsively, jeopardizing their only chance for treatment? She glanced at Javier and did not know how to ask him to plead with the specialist to do it.
He is her last hope.
"I understand you not trusting him, but you do not trust me?"
"It's not that," she replied. "I haven't done this type of treatment before, so I don't know how it will affect her."
"He's very good at his job and loves working under pressure," he assured her. "We have a gang doctor and him. Whenever the sickness we're dealing with is strange, we call him to do that. He's someone I trust with my life."